#jubberry

[jazmine-here]

Artwork by @swordmaid, @jubberry's sister.

This is a list of the 2015-2017 Frozen/Tangled stories within my old Union of the Crowns series, which is for teens and up.

[❄]༻♕༺[☀]

(Part 1) My Dearest Cousin【༺❄】

Summary:

Queen Elsa writes a collection of letters to King Eugene after a tragedy in Corona's castle. "He realized—with a renewed inkling of the worst—that it hadn't taken long for her condolences to transition into negotiations." What will you believe as the spy?

(Part 2) Indentured ♕

Summary:

"Pregnancy complications compromised Queen Rapunzel's last expectancy to a degree in correspondence with her late mother's." A union between Corona and Arendelle begets an unwanted marriage between King Eugene and Queen Elsa after Queen Rapunzel passes away. Both monarchs must learn to make their political wedlock endurable even as xenophobia, Corona's famine, and the Southern Isles cast shadows over their crowns. "I'm counting the minutes just as you are, Eugene…"

(Part 3) Carry Me Anew ☆ﾟ.*･

Summary

He never looked at her on Rapunzel's birthdays. She told herself that she must have been an evil little substitute, this insignificant stand-in who embodied rime instead of sunshine.

(Part 4)【 The King 】

Summary:

Prince Hans's twelfth brother was called the "ugliest brother" because he wore a third-degree burn scar on his face. He soon finds himself obsessed with Queen Elsa after plotting against Corona with the King of the Southern Isles. "She drifted through the doors of Corona's castle in a black dress that rippled and lapped against the shore of his mind. Her face, marbled by porcelain and pain, was palled with a gray veil that waterfalled from her headdress. Such beauty was unspeakable."

[vorchagirl]

❆ Harry/Sara please!

Oooh, a "but they're in the next room" kiss - nice! This will work well for my Harry & Sara from my fic Girl From Mars (it's on AO3) - they hook up on earth before they leave for Andromeda. The lovey art above is by @jubberry :)

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Sara shivered as Harry's hands moved over her body, checking her suits connections to the cryo pod before he put her under. The thought of being put to sleep for 600 years, of trusting in machines to keep her alive, frozen in time, and to wake her up, filled her with fear. What if something went wrong? What if never woke up? Or worse still, what if her pod malfunctioned and she woke up mid-journey?

Trapped.

His hands felt strong and warm as they traced wires and doubled checked the pod seals, and his expression was serious as he took one final reading of her vitals. He glanced over his shoulder, checking that the room was empty before he gently pushed a stray lock of her hair behind her ear and cupped her cheek.

"Don't be nervous," Harry said softly. "It'll just be like going to sleep."

Sara leaned into his touch, enjoying the warmth of his hand on her face. She couldn't help but remember the way his hands had felt on her naked body; the way they'd moved over and held her close. No one had ever made her feel so loved, so safe.

"Harry?" She caught his hand with hers, and sat up one elbow, her green eyes wide. "What if something goes wrong?"

He paused for a moment and then squeezed her hand. "Nothing will go wrong. Your father has made sure of that. He wouldn't let you come along if he thought there was any danger."

Sara nodded, but the fear didn't fade and she didn't let go of his hand. Harry moved closer and sat on the edge of her cryo pod.

"Sara, you know I wouldn't let anything happen to you." He leaned close, his eyes flicking to the door that stood between them and the remainder of medical staff and Sara's father, who were in the next room. "I'm going to make sure that I'm the last thing you see before you go to sleep, and I'll be there in Andromeda to wake you up. You'll be fine."

She bit her lip, and then leaned close, pressing her lips to Harry's before he could pull away or object. It was madness, she knew, to kiss him like this here. There were security cameras and her father was a few steps away. If he walked in and saw them, realised that his daughter and his best friend had been sneaking around behind his back...

Harry didn't seem to care though. He kissed her back with a passion that made Sara's toes curl and chased the horrible icy fear away. His hand tangled in her hair, holding her close as he deepened the kiss, his tongue swirling around hers. Hungry. Needy. Excited. He drew back slowly, playfully nipping at her lower lip as she sank back into her cryo pod.

"I can't believe I have to wait 600 years to kiss you again," she complained, and let her breath out in a huff as she sank back in the pod. "But at least you'll be there."

He chuckled, and it was a very low masculine sound. "Careful, sweetheart," Harry murmured as he stroked a hand through her hair. "You get too excited to see me when you wake up and I'm going to start thinking this is more than a casual fling. " He winked at her. "Not that I'd complain if you wanted to make our arrangement more permanent."

Sara wanted to laugh and say something funny or cool, but she didn't. She squeezed his hand and flashed him a slow smile. "You're too damned charming for your own good, Doc."

A door whirred nearby, and Sara heard the sound of her father's voice as he walked into the room with a med tech, deep in conversation. Neither of them even looked in their direction, they were so consumed with their own work.

Harry grinned and stood up. "What can I say, Sara? I aim to please. Now, sweet dreams and I'll see you on the other side."

"Good night, Harry." Sara took a chance and blew him a kiss, grinned as he chuckled and walked away.

[c0ffeebee]

crying at the @jubberry tags 😂

but listen honestly it's the only way for me to survive when something i really love and am passionate about breaks my heart

[briarfox13]

I got this stunning picture of my darlings from @jubberry of Saski and her love Garrus being all cute!! I love it so much!

Isn’t it perfection itself

[lilithhawthorne]

It’s time for me to share what I created for the reverse MASS EFFECT BIG BANG hosted by @mebigbang!! I was lucky enough to get the amazing art of @jubberry and inspiration for a story where a Shepard who never left the Reds has a run in with everyone’s favorite C-Sec detective. I had a few personal issues that meant I wasn't able to finish in time, so I hope you don't mind that I will be posting the THRILLING conclusion next week. I thought this was a better option than rewriting something that had a rushed ending.

BUT ANYWAYS, here is CHAPTER ONE (of two) of 

[Cross Posted on AO3]

Skulking. The shop keeper said they had been skulking, and when he had gotten the call from dispatcher Omega Schebler she had shaped the word skulking into a concussive round that said your punishment isn’t over. That’s why Garrus Vakarian, the detective with egg on his face so fresh it could have been salvaged to make an omelet, got the call and not a beat cop who had the time. 

“Be nice to the old lady,” his partner quipped as Garrus called up a patrol car. “The Citadel can be a scary place for lonely old ladies, and you know groups of humans are never a good thing.” 

Garrus opened his omnitool while Dix blathered on behind him, the human’s self-deprecating jab avalanching into a series of anecdotes from his first days working the Wards. The skycar flashed a green light, accepting his authorization code, and the door lifted with a gentle hiss. Stale cigarette smoke and the stench of unwashed bodies, of all kinds, permeated from the worn upholstered seats. 

“I thought they were required to clean these things out more often,” Garrus muttered. With only Dix around, he didn’t bother to suppress the ire in his voice. 

Dix stuck his head in the open door and took four open-mouthed and rapid breaths, his stomach caving in and billowing out beneath his shirt. “I don’t smell nothin’,” he said. “But, hey, I only got this human nose.” 

His omnitool beeped, an automated reminder that it had been 10 minutes since the call had been logged scrolling rapidly across his screen. With a click, he sent a response that he was en route. He turned back to look at his partner before folding himself into the car. Whoever had sat it in last must have been human, and his bony knees chaffed against the dash before he could adjust the seat. “No one has a nose like you, Lemley. I hear they’re thinking of making it a Citadel Monument, the thing is big enough to direct traffic.” 

“Oh har har.” Dix looked over his shoulder to make sure no one from the office was in the lot before raising his middle finger in response. “Have fun on your petty crimes beat, Detective Vakarian.”

Garrus bristled in response, his mandibles pulled tight and his talons splayed across his lap. The joke soured between them. After a moment, Dix leaned close, his hand pressed against the sensor to keep the door from bumping his head on the way down. His brows knitted together and his voice dropped. “Hey, look, it’ll be a lil’ bit longer, so what? Someone will fuck up sooner or later, and Boomie will forget all about - “

“Yeah,” Garrus interrupted, “sure.” It had been said before, by everyone at least once, and by Dix at least once a day since he had been called into Captain Baumvi’s office. That had been two weeks ago, and the captain seemed disinclined to forget anytime soon. 

Dix puffed his cheeks up and squinted at Garrus, his not-so-subtle indication that he was hurt Garrus wouldn’t let himself be comforted. “Fine,” he said, letting his mandibles loosen in a display of affable good-faith. “I’ll tell the captain that you and Seegmiller call her Boomie behind her back, that’ll put me in her good graces again.” 

“Ehhh that’s the spirit. Okay now fuck off and go wrangle those errant skulking humans.” Dix stepped back from the car, rapping the window with his knuckles as goodbye. Garrus entered the coordinates of the store, and the patrol car lifted off into the orderly flow of Citadel traffic.

Garrus stopped himself from pinching his mandibles, but he couldn’t keep the warble of frustration from his voice. “So you didn’t see them do anything?” he asked Orsant Varana for the second time. 

“Well, they were - “

He raised a hand in the air, halting the shop keeper before she launched into another diatribe about what the humans she saw were planning to do. “Again, it’s a yes or no question. Did you see the group of humans do anything besides skulking?” 

The salarian blinked up at him, her large eyeballs audibly moist. He wasn’t an expert in xenoculture, but he guessed her body language suggested she was very angry with him. Her tiny frame hunched before him, eyes blinking rapidly, he recalled Captain Baumvi’s warning: I don’t give a fuck who you are, who you think you are, or what you think you bring to the team. Cut the attitude - you’re a detective, not a Spectre. 

Keeping a trill of frustration buried beneath his subvocals, he made a conscious effort to uncross his arms. “Orsant,” he tried again, using her first name in a bid to come off as friendly, “I can’t arrest a group of tourists on the Citadel for being in one place for too long. Believe me, I would if I could “ - he broke off and forced a laugh, his arms splayed in a suggestive display that he hoped she would appreciate. Tourists are the worse, his carefree laugh said, I hate them, too! 

Orsant looked unimpressed. 

“Ahem, anyways.” He looked back at his omnitool, paraphrasing from her extensive complaint. “Despite the fact that they were all wearing red and looked suspicious, I can’t do anything about it unless they actually commit a crime. Did you see them do anything illegal?” 

“You can never trust humans who have a uniform, especially when they are in groups,” she warned. 

“Yes, well, I’ve never heard that saying,” he replied slowly, hesitant to say that she was wrong because, well… she wasn’t. “But other than that….” He trailed off, hoping she would supply him with the kernel he needed to take her complaint seriously. 

She didn’t take the hint. “Mark my words,” she intoned aggressively, gesturing with a long finger up at him, “they’ll be back! They’ve been outside the store every day for a week! They’ll be back!” 

Garrus excused himself and exited her store, his omnitool ringing the captain as soon as he was out of earshot of the shop keeper. He was required to check in with her whenever he wasn’t at the station, a condition of his punishment that inconvenienced both of them and kept her angry. 

“What is it?” she barked into the line. 

“Hey, Captain.” His greeting fell flat and was unreturned, so he rushed to fill the silence. “I’ve just spoken to the shop keeper, Orsant Varana. The group of humans she called in about, although annoying, haven’t done anything.

“Her initial report said they come back every day. Have you seen them yet?” 

“Well, no, but - “

“Great. Pull up a seat. Wait ‘em out.” 

Silence dipped between them as Garrus searched for something to say. A stakeout? For a group of tourists? She was trying to kill him with boredom. 

“Is there anything else you need, Detective Vakarian?” Her voice was almost cruel over the line, and he was glad it was only voice so she couldn’t see his mandibles flare in frustration. 

“No, captain, that’s all.” 

Baumvi disconnected the line without saying goodbye. He thought about sending an update to Dix, but committing the idiocy of his detail in writing would only further irritate him. Instead, he turned the display off and looked across the sprawl of shops in search of a suitable spot to begin his watch. Across the way, impeded only by a few benches and a shallow pond, he saw a volus cafe with more than half the tables empty. 

There was a vidscreen behind the counter playing a news station with CITADEL: ALL NEWS, ALL THE TIME emblazoned in the corner of the screen. The volume was distracting, and Garrus raised his voice to compete with the newscaster. “Do you have any dextro drinks?” he asked, eyeing the menu with trepidation. There were many variations of lattes.

“Just one,” the volus breathed back.

“I’ll take it.” 

The volus went to work making his drink, a complicated whir of machinery and shakers adding to the cacophony that overtook the small cafe. There were four others, scattered across three tables, and only the couple in the corner seemed unaware of the ruckus. They seemed oblivious of anything that existed outside the circle of their intertwined arms. 

He took a seat close to the door, the spotless glass walls allowing him full view of the gift store across the way. 

The news program had shifted stories, a cheerful asari talking over a picture of two humans in matching armor. Garrus’s gut heaved as if he had just been thrown across the room. It was the newest Spectres, a team of humans that the council had entrusted to go after Saren Arterius. He focused on what the asari was saying, although he already knew the story. He had read it every day since the story had debuted just under a month ago. 

“ - Kaidan Alenko and Ashley Williams, humanity’s first Spectres, unexpectedly encountered their rogue counterpart on Virmire. Although the total number of casualties has not been confirmed by the STG, sources close to the battle suggest that the numbers would have been higher had the two Spectres not been present. Leaked footage shows Spectre Williams facing off against a charging krogan! The two could not be reached - “

Garrus slammed his fists down on the table, startling the volus who had approached from behind with his drink. 

“You will be charged for anything you break,” she warned, placing the glass cylinder in front of him with extreme care. 

“Can you turn that off?” He motioned to the news, the asari still gushing about the fine work of humanity’s greatest assets. 

The volus shrugged and lowered the volume, but the screen stayed on. 

“Not a fan of the news?” a voice from behind inquired. 

There was a leaden ball bouncing beneath his carapace, and the question irked him more than it should. “Tired of hearing about their exploits,” he responded with venomous disdain. 

“Tell me about it. Blah, blah, blah, we get it, they’re saving the world. Let me know when it’s about to blow up, that’s all I care about.” 

With a huff of amusement, Garrus turned in his chair, his eyes connecting with a human woman sitting the table over. Her feet were propped on a chair across from her, a crumpled jacket and bag thrown across the other two. A little human taking up a lot of space. Typical. But her smile was easy and engaging, and she seemed keen on conversation.  

“I’m Shepard,” she supplied without him asking. She stuck a hand out, leaning forward to reach across the table. Hunched over, he could see the couple in the corner table, an asari and a human man, were sitting knee to knee and staring intensely into each other’s eyes. 

Garrus took the offered hand, focusing back on the least weird of the strange things in the cafe, and gave it a stiff pump, up and down, before letting go. Dix was also a fan of handshakes, he handed them out everywhere they went, but they felt strange to Garrus. Maybe it was because humans had such small, soft hands, and even with gloves on, he could feel how fragile they were. Yet he had witnessed Dix attempt to shake not one but two krogan’s hands. “Vakarian.” 

Dead silence filled the space between them. Shepard smiled blithely, unaware or uncaring that his introduction was wooden. She gestured to his drink and asked, “What’s that?” 

“Uh.” He looked at the untouched beverage in front of him, then took stock of the four empty glasses in front of Shepard. “Dextro, I don’t think you’d like it.”

“Ah, right.” She nodded, a curly red ponytail bobbing behind her, and tapped her temple with a finger as if she had been given the missing piece to a puzzle. “Different biology.” 

“Very.” 

The volus was busy behind the counter helping a new guest, her machines chugging away as she ripped open fridge doors and slammed them back shut. The amount of noise she was making seemed impossible. 

Shepard smiled wide enough to bare her teeth, and she jerked her chin towards the volus. “She’s always like that. This place, too. Super loud, impossible to have a conversation. Or concentrate. Forget about making plans,” she said with a laugh as if she came here often to make plans. 

Then why are you trying? he thought, but he managed to say, “Must be bad for business.” 

“Could be why it’s so slow.” The human shrugged and readied herself to say more, but a beep from her omnitool cut her short. Her brow furrowed for a moment, but she looked back up at him with another quick and easy grin. “That was work. I’ve got to run.” 

Garrus tensed his mandibles as she began to gather her things, but nodded as if he understood her rush. He thought about his own work, the monotonous task that brought him to the cafe in the first place and had by extension trapped him in an awkward conversation. 

The woman breezed past his table, her unfolded jacket revealing a brilliant crimson geometric pattern on the back. “It was nice meeting you, Detective Vakarian.” She paused mid-step to glance back at him, her smile morphing into something wicked. “It’s usually better to make your calls to the captain in private. Never know who could be listening.” 

Shit. 

He rose to his feet, but before he could make it around the table, she had pitched her bag at him. He raised his arms, expecting something hard to pelt him, but instead, the limp fabric bounced off his carapace and clumped at his feet. A crude but efficient distraction; it bought her enough time that she had made it out the door, pushing through a crowd at a full sprint. 

The volus yelled something after him, but he was out the door in pursuit. Even at this hour, the Citadel was crowded, and he could see Shepard fighting her way through a crowd near the stairwell. 

“Citadel Security!” he shouted, his voice carrying over the din of conversations. “Stop that human woman!”  

Shepard had just worked her way through the crowd and was rocketing down the less congested stairwell. She jumped down the last few steps, stumbling before correcting herself and turning the corner, descending out of sight. 

“Hey, officer, which human?” someone shouted back as he ran by. 

“Forget it,” he hissed between clenched mandibles. 

He made the stairwell in half the time she had, his long legs carrying him a greater distance and making it easy for him to vault down double the steps. The floor below was slightly less crowded, but the red-headed human was nowhere in sight. 

That’s not a problem, he thought. He opened his omnitool and turned on the pathway that allowed his visor to pick up bio-signs. Not strictly legal and not something the captain would be happy about if she found out. He had promised to use it only with prior authorization. Baumvi claimed it amounted to illegal use of monitoring equipment, but he had a point to prove. 

Tiny heat signatures flooded his field of vision, and with a few more taps he had limited the readings to include those that belonged to “xenobiology: human,” increased heart rate, and perspiration. The pinpoints of activity reduced to a more manageable number. 

He took a brisk but controlled tour of the floor, matching the signatures to anyone he could see. There were a lot of sweaty humans, but only one he was interested in. 

His tour stretched past the show floor and into what should have been an employees-only loading dock. It contained the back product and newest arrivals for all the stores, restaurants, and cafes in a specific floor range. The door was coded, but the friendly green light indicated this one had been unlocked recently. And just inside the room, no more than a few feet from the door, a panting, sweating human.

Got you. 

Garrus wasn’t interested in a shoot out - though he had no idea if she had a gun - and wrestling with a suspect never looked good. The room would be full of crates and shelves, and though she looked low to the ground, he couldn’t tell what she was behind, or how much stood between them. There were too many unknowns, even if it was just one human. He opted for the more peaceful route, rapping the back of his hand on the wall before hollering, “If you come out now, all I’m going to do is ask you a few questions!” 

The signature bobbed, a sign that she was shifting her position in some way, but the distance remained fixed. She wasn’t coming out and she wasn’t running. 

“I’m going to come in,” he warned, and after a pause, he stepped into range of the automatic doors. 

A few things happened all at once, but before she smacked into him, he noticed with unease that the room was empty. There had been nothing between her and the door, and as soon as it opened, she lunged at him, her arms wrapping around his waist and her legs dropping between his. She was falling to the ground and taking him with her. 

He was dense and under normal circumstances, she shouldn’t have been able to take him down, but she had the element of surprise. He was unsteady on his feet from the shock, and she dragged him down before he could correct his stance and stand firm. 

“Ooof.” The fall knocked the wind out of Shepard, and she lay still beneath him, a look between mild amusement and frustration playing across her features. 

“Didn’t think that out did you?” Garrus rose quickly to his feet, alleviating some of the pressure she was feeling. She had managed to take him down alright, but she hadn’t been prepared for the weight of a turian. 

She regained her composure quickly and rejected his offered hand. “No,” she admitted as she stood, her knees still a little shaky, “but I thought it was worth a shot. Did the job well enough.” 

He didn’t take his eyes off her as he unholstered his weapon. “Did what job well enough?” he inquired. Though it was all beginning to make sense. 

She took a few steps away from him, her lips pinched together as she eyed the gun in his hands. Then her face relaxed, the now familiar grin pulling at the corners of her lips, only this time he saw how fake it was. “I’m sure you’ll find out soon enough. You’ll get a notice that there’s been an armed robbery, and it will be awful embarrassing when it turns out you were at the scene of the crime, chatting away in a cafe.” 

“We were talking for two minutes,” he spat. Two minutes was all it would take for professionals, he knew that, especially if they had already started by the time he sat down. It was just enough time for them to slip out, and even without alarms, he would have clued in on a group of humans leaving. Would have looked enough to know that something was up even before the alert was sent. 

Shepard knew what he was thinking, and the grin reached her eyes as she looked up from the gun, her chin tilted back in defiance. “Plenty of time,” was all she said. 

I’m never going to hear the end of this.

A quick sweep of the room confirmed that they were alone, but there was nothing more he could do with her here. He was going to have to take her in and face the wrath of the captain. “Alright,” he began, holstering his gun again and pulling out a pair of handcuffs. “You’ll be coming with me.” 

The ease with which she submitted should have raised a few alarm bells. If not that, then the toothy grin she offered up as the handcuffs tightened over her wrists. Everything pointed to a reckoning. But all Garrus could think about was how angry Captain Baumvi was going to be. 

Orsant was right; groups of humans couldn’t be trusted. 

[visuky]

I’ve been so incredibly lucky to win the 3rd place in @jubberry‘s art giveaway! 

I requested my Ryder, Ella, and her S.O. Vetra. They worked super fast and it turned out exactly as I had envisioned.

Once again, thank you so much!!

Definitely go check them out! They do amazing Mass Effect and Dragon Age art!

[c0ffeebee]

i love your art style so much! 💙 thank you for sharing the beautiful pieces you create 💙

5 works tag game

rules: it’s time to love yourselves! choose your 5 (ish) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works! 

tagged by @c0ffeebee  Thanks so much! Also their art is amazing so check it out if you can!

The order if this is the order I found when I was scrolling through my blog/ipad lol

I like this one cause its actually colored lmao. And I like how I drew Vanya, I did give her a suit variant cause it felt weird she’s not wearing a suit, but I posted it after a while already so it felt too late to edit.

And I like how I drew Five’s rolex cause that was fun! Tbh the whole reason I wanted to draw this was to draw the Rolex.

This is just a painting practice that I did last year that I never posted but I think it turned out nice! It was fun experimenting with different brushes to create the waves crashing on to the rocks. And it was also fun trying to paint the fog 

This is a commission I did last year for someone’s oc but I’m not sure if I posted it. This was just fun to do cause i really like drawing lots of detail using dark shadows, the armor in the reference was really intricate so it was a lot of fun drawing that for this.

I wish there was more of him… But I just really like how I painted the fish.

heheheehehe

This was also my first time doing a painting like this so thats pretty cool! I hope I can do more paintings like this this year.

Rumour [T]

Allison rumours Five into telling her his deepest darkest secret.

Based on 263Adder’s story idea!

I really liked doing this fic cause it was fun making them all interact with each other. Though for the longest time I thought this fic was so bad, but I had to get it out cause I’ve been writing it for a year. But now I like it!  And I love writing young Allison.

I tag: @rappaccini​ @fiveyaaas​ @chevalier12​ @luz-floral​ @liquidsparks​ @queeenpersephone​ @knifeears​ @pandaburner​ @manic-pixie-dream-dude​ @greenteawillow​ @xzazu2002​ @pinacoladasprinkles​

[traumendesmadchen]

Chronotopia April Update: Illusion

A lot happened this month, surprisingly! It seems some of the things I was working on are finally coming to fruition so let’s examine them one at a time.

Health-wise, I had a bit of a dry spell around the middle of April, being suddenly tired for no good reason, but it quickly passed. I suspect this was supposed to be the Omicron equivalent of the relapse I had last year with my Delta infection. If that’s all, I’m incredibly relieved!

Since I was feeling pretty normal overall, I was able to begin translation editing for the Bear Ending and I’m currently 1/3 into the script. It’s not the easiest part of Chronotopia: Second Skin due to Aalis’ speech impediment (I don’t remember if I had ever mentioned this detail?) but I’m making good progress. If everything goes well, I should be almost done next month, though I doubt I can wrap everything up by then. Or can I? I’ll certainly try but 200 pages is still a lot!

Great news: @jubberry​ is back in action to draw the intimate scenes I had deliberately set aside up until now. The first rough draft she showed me is already pretty good so I can’t wait to see how the finished version will look! Bad news: poor Mae got sick almost instantly after that so she needs to rest for a while. I wish her a prompt recovery and hope COVID won’t be too mean to her… As you can see, Chronotopia’s curse is still going strong.

Another unfortunate occurrence is that I’m having trouble finding someone for the purgatory illustrations. I’ve asked several talented artists throughout the last few weeks but it’s not working out so far and it’s becoming more and more urgent over time. I have a very specific style in mind and it’s hard to find a good fit, I clearly need to start thinking outside the box!

On a completely different note, my little surprise is finally ready! Well, it has been ready for a while but I wanted to reveal it under unique circonstances to make it more fun. The game’s development has been going on for so long that I seriously expect everyone to have forgotten about us. I think we need some excitement! That’s why I advise you to check Studio Elan’s social networks in the next few days: Chronotopia might make a cameo appearance in their upcoming event~

I’ll make a separate update later in May to properly show you said surprise. It’s not much but I think it helps make the release of the game more concrete =).

[berryshiara]

WIP Game

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Tagged by @natsora thanks :3

Interview with an Ardat-Yakshi Beware the Woad Ahead Inescapable Honor Healer & Assassin Natsora - What Ails You An Uncertain Future Blue Sails Last Oasis Shepard Happily Ever After Oestrus and the Leaina Planet of the Asari Why do ideas come faster than writing? HALP!

Tagging: @theivorytowercrumbles @1esk19 do you have other wips? story or pictures? Is it hard to think of anything else when you are so deep into the epic you are doing? What do you do with all your extra ideas?!?! @coryfirelion how many art wips do you have going? @dr-jekyl @dr-ladybird I wanna know more about you guys and your writing!

thats five um, gosh please brain, i need 6 more... no natsora doesnt count...

@pip-n-flinx got any more cool in progress pictures of your wicked myoosik setups? They are mind boggling. @jubberry art wips you wanna talk about? @c-rowlesdraws art you wanna share peeks of? anything with your cute volus always brightens my day. But dont feel that you have to brighten my day :3 Show me something that brightens yours! Gosh why is it so hard to remember people when i do stuff like this... what are we at? eight um....4 more. Oh wait! @ljandersen surely you got some wip magic to share right? :) yay for new friends! @forlornmelody have you figured out how you want to do your new writing? Im excited to hear an update if you did. And what you have in the works! @amys2885 always excited to see your new stuff! Its like watching magic! @spectralhero hey have you started writing yet?! You should! If not share some new headcannons and hungers you have been daydreaming! Whew! ELEVEN!!!!! I didnt think I had it in me! Anyone who wants to play, please do.

[263adder]

Fiveya Guide

A group of us have worked together to put together a list of our favourite Fiveya fics as an introduction to anyone interested in this ship. Some of these fics are platonic, others romantic. As always check out the tags before you read! The ratings are included in this list.

In alphabetical order, we picked:

Blackout by TooYoungToFeelThisTired (Mature) (1/1)

Summary: The old man said time travelling could break his mind. Luckily, he had Vanya to put it back together.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18123851

He Came Back by mymindismyweapon (Teen and Up Audiences) (31/31)

Summary: Set in an alternate universe where Five makes it back after a week of living in the future apocalypse. Vanya helps him recover.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17968892/chapters/42441797

how much was mine to keep by WolfSpider (Explicit) (1/1)

Summary: On the day that Five disappeared into the nothing future, Vanya disappeared with him. Forty years is a long time to be alone.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18186434

Hundreds and Thousands by 263Adder (Teen and Up Audiences) (3/3)

Summary: Vanya finally joins the Umbrella Academy for donuts and Ben realises how much he's missed his sister.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18451751/chapters/43713347

Nominator: @jjdoggie-s​

I’ll wait, I’ll wait (to be the one) by georgiestauffenberg (Mature) (1/1)

Summary: She was expecting a much older man, but he can’t be far past forty, and he's clean-shaven, and tall, with dark hair, dark eyes, and a thin, angular face, dressed in a three-piece suit that probably cost more than her rent. AU. Vanya goes on a date with an older man who seems to know a lot about her.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18615424

Nominator: @jubberry​

Into the Deep End by sunchime (Teen and Up Audiences) (1/1)

Summary: What about psychology could possibly be making her blush? Why was she avoiding looking at him? “Well there’s a lot about how water is good for the mind. It’s good for meditation, concentration, inspiration...” Ah. “So you’re saying I should get in the pool.”

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18682930

Nominator: @263adder​

Little Talks by fiveyaas (Mature) (12/12)

Summary: Vanya and Five almost constantly heard each other’s thoughts. It was a fact that once angered Allison, who heard Luther a seldom amount of times. Five had told Allison this with the purpose of angering her, perhaps trying to say “at least Vanya’s bond is not ordinary like yours.” When Vanya had heard the argument they had as they trained and she had practiced a simpler piece, she had not felt like he had defended her honor. She felt like he had shared something intimate, breaching her privacy to make Allison mad. Deeper down, she admitted to herself, the fact that she was ordinary in every way except her connection to him was what really stung.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25205974/chapters/61092370

Nominator: @fivehargreeve​

March Thirteenth by 263Adder (Teen and Up Audiences) (3/3)

Summary: Three 13th of Marches from Number Five's life, written across two different timelines.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18039818/chapters/42629183

Nominator: @liliennacht​

take it home and tie it down by WolfSpider (Explicit) (1/1)

Summary: After everything is said and done, Vanya decides to go off her pills permanently. All of them. Five helps with the side effects.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18345956

The Wedding Date by NicePlaceToBe (Teen and Up Audiences) (1/1)

Summary: Vanya decides to start dating and Five is totally handling it well.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25146817

there’s no room in this hell, there’s no room in the next by soitgoes (Mature) (3/?)

Summary: "With Number Two and Number Four...displaced and Number Six no longer able to complete the mission, the task now falls to you, Number Five." After other methods to produce new members fail, Reginald aims to use the current Academy members to create new ones.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18545497/chapters/43956202

Author Note: Warning! Read the tags for this work before reading.

Time Has a Funny Way of Setting Things Right by TooYoungToFeelThisTired (Mature) (1/1)

Summary: On the 1st of April 2019, Vanya Hargreeves was having a concert. Things didn't go as planned. (M because of language)

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18703978

[pomarome]

List of Shame - The WIP Game

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you and I’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it. And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Thank you @fiveyaaas and @chaotic-fiveya-shipper for tagging me! It took me a while to reply, hopefully I’m still on time! I have way too many wips that I started and didn’t know how to finish (help…) I also don’t really think of a title until I finish a work…maybe that’s something I can change and might help me finish wips 😭

Here are some that more or less have concrete drafts already:

1. Vinland saga Ylva-centered fic about a particular event in her childhood with sheep, slice of life/character study

2. Vinland saga Askeladd-centered fic, more or less character study (moments before his death)

3. TUA comic skit about five and vanya, slice of life/character study

4. TUA comic skit for fiveya week this year, title Young/Old (dang will I finish it on time??)

I also have like 10 fics I started translating 2 years ago and haven’t finished 😭 Again thanks for tagging me! I tag @aterglittle @pimpmizziriam @jubberry @startledbirb

[natsora]

I posted 3,159 times in 2021

200 posts created (6%)

2959 posts reblogged (94%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 14.8 posts.

I added 4,103 tags in 2021

#mass effect - 1104 posts

#dragon age - 908 posts

#commander shepard - 587 posts

#femshep - 536 posts

#the locked tomb - 199 posts

#f!inquisitor - 197 posts

#cassandra pentaghast - 168 posts

#garrus vakarian - 164 posts

#liara t'soni - 122 posts

#other people's awesomeness - 118 posts

Longest Tag: 136 characters

#there’s absolutely something to be said about desert-type maps which are compact and packed with points of interest to a negative degree

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Wildflowers

I’m using the @14daysdalovers​ prompt list to write some 500 characters (give or take) fluff for my OTP — Cassandra Pentaghast / Female Inquisitor. 

Lexington Trevelyan, better known as Trev, is my Inquisitor. I’ll be posting all of it onto AO3 when I’ve written it all. If you want to read full length fics about them, you can find it here. 

art by @jubberry​ 

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Wildflowers smelling of fresh air and sunlight rests on her bedroll. Day after day, they appear. Cassandra has a good idea who is responsible but such a sweet act cannot go unrewarded.

The next day, she hides and waits. Trev appears, holding a fresh bouquet. Cassandra smiles. Trev flushes red when she was discovered. Stepping close, Cassandra takes the flowers from Trev and inhales its fragrance deeply. Slowly, she leans in to press her lips on Trev’s forehead. “Thank you,” she whispers.

36 notes • Posted 2021-02-02 12:48:23 GMT

#4

Yes, new chapter cover art. Art by @sky-ham

Always Been You - Chapter 13

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Trev jerked upright, the echoes of a scream still ringing in her ears. The afterimages of a Rift forming in the middle of a town, right when a street party was taking place, pressed into her mind’s eye. Green, all that green seared into her retinas.

She had to move. It wasn’t safe.

A shriek pierced her ears, forcing her to her feet. Stumbling, she lurched forward, arms splayed out, bracing against furniture and walls. Where she was going, she couldn’t say. All she knew she had to move.

Trev blinked, but she couldn’t rid herself of the Rift searing in her eyes. It froze people in place as cook fires were overturned, fire licked up their clothes, and it burnt them alive. The victims couldn’t even scream. Another larger rip twisted bodies, wrenching bones from sockets, ripping muscles to shreds. Those remained conscious to the bitter end. Guts and blood splattered across the ground.

She shook her head, the images were impossible to clear from her mind. One moment she was walking through the snow covered road, trying to free those frozen, the next she was walking out of her bedroom.

Her throat was raw, her head pounding. Realities bent and weaved like a mirage.

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36 notes • Posted 2021-03-20 01:09:13 GMT

#3

Bulldog - Chapter 1

Art by @seokanori and beta-ing by @ainzaphir

Tags: Violence, Gang violence, tattoo, street fights, nudity, origin story, teacher-student sex, smut, first aid,

Summary: Harry Carlyle, a man, a doctor, an enigma. He joins the Andromeda Initiative as a doctor. He travels 600 years from the Milky Way. But who is he really?

Find out who he is before the man you see now. Trace his story to his earliest days and find out what makes him the person he is now.

Read Chapter 1 on AO3

38 notes • Posted 2021-01-06 11:53:06 GMT

#2

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56 notes • Posted 2021-06-09 12:21:32 GMT

#1

Always Been You - The Final Chapter

art by @naeviss

22 chapters, 22 weeks, and the story is done. No summary attached for this one. Just the links to the story.

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Get your Tumblr 2021 Year in Review →

[pandaburner]

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y’all can have some fiveya as a treat

and not because I was asked by @jubberry to draw them in exchange for some edeleths

based on the R3 pose of this art meme

[circumstellars]

I KNOOOOOOOW. I misspelled my own handle! But it’s too late! I didn’t save this gif’s progress so R.I.P! Cricumstellars it is binch! ANYWAYS –

So in honour of hitting 100 followers on this new blog, I decided to do my first follow forever! I love and appreciate every one of you, whether we’re friendly mutuals, quiet acquaintances, or I just admire you from afar (usually how it goes). If you’re a TUA blog, or just looking for more content, I recommend these blogs (so far! More to be found everyday):

My special squad:

@glitchinthedark | @ahauntingsun | @hawkeyesex | @talkingcinemalight | @daisytwist | @sickboy-alice | @skipslipsnip (that’s the new url right!?!?)

【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】

Amazing blogs I follow:

@five-fucking-hargreeves | @kneworder | @klaus-is-the-real-number-1 | @margarita-umbrella | @cipherklive | @robertsheehanownsmyass | @rozzy-whump | @fiveyaaas | @kliego–dreams | @klive | @in-tua-deep | @villainapologism | @bluekato

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@umbrellaacademyfun | @rozeluv | @diegohargreevz | @umbrellas-be-falling | @too-many-umbrellas | @transboy-wonder | @imakeficrequestsandthendisappear | @eh-meh | @hargreeves-ben | @five-fic-recs | @the-updog-academy | @robsheehanonline |

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@fiveyasapphics | @fiveyavibecheck | @bisexual-five-hargreeves | @electra-xt | @achilleees-tua | @frogsarebxtches | @c0ffeebee | @kliegonetwork | @hargreevesklaus | @ogaferoga | @vareapix | @cultleaderklaus | @bentacles-hargreeves | @klausbens |

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@fiveyas | @fivediego | @spacerum0ur-love | @wanderlustlover | @sarkywoman | @jubberry | @maywemeetagaincommandr | @electric016 | @art-e-m-i-s | @fiiego | @awesomesockes | @vanyathebomb | @the-michals | @vole-mon-amour | @spikeymarshmallows | @maundering-marauder 

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@princesskittenoftardis | @kliegoshipperstuff | @benklaud | @klausthesexytrash | @veteranklaus | @seance | @deadliest-little-thing | @catboyben | @knifecatklaus | @kliego–dreamz | @xsleepylilgeekyx | @mynumberfivethings | @squishitude | @itty-bitty-rampaging-committee | @protect-luther-hargreeves | @tua-tingz

(In no particular order! I’m sure I missed someone anyway…)

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Here’s to another hundred, and then another! Let’s keep each other good company this long hiatus until S3. All my love and drugs/alcohol/delicious snacks, whichever your prefer (all is an option). <3 Cricumstellar(s)

[manic-pixie-dream-dude]

5 Works Tag Game

rules: it’s time to love yourselves! choose your 5 (ish) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

thank you so much for tagging me @jubberry !!

Of the drawings I’ve made so far (They’re all TUA fanart), and in no particular order:

I’m super proud of this one!! I don’t usually make drawings that go past sketches/simple drawings, so I’m glad this one turned out well. Shoutout to the gif that inspired me and stopped me dead in my tracks to draw this. 

Someday I’ll find it again. Someday.

I drew this directly after discovering how to use the overlay layer and I went ham with the eyes, which look really nice. Bless the overlay layer, it makes my life easier. Oh, and the grey hairs! I really like the grey hairs.

also she smile : )

Another rendered one! This was my first properly rendered drawing and I’d say it turned out pretty neat. The uniform especially. I’m also proud of the anatomy!

I just really like Vanya’s hair in this one. Since I started posting after fiveya week ended, I thought I’d draw a little something based on the ‘dance’ prompt. I still look at the prompts from time to time when I’m sketching. Hopefully, I’ll participate in fiveya week next year! 

Again, I’m happy with how the anatomy turned out in this one, despite being awfully sketchy. I wanted to draw something domestic/intimate. Also, my preference for short (pint sized powerhouse, if you will) Five were really apparent here lmao.

That’s all I’ve got so far! Hopefully in the upcoming year I’ll post more art (and with more variety). 

I tag anyone who’d like to have a go! Have fun.

[jubberry]

May I ask about your brush settings, you brush strokes are lovely.

ofc thank you!, i generally use 3 brushes when i draw. I’ll put it under read more just in case ^^ 

the first one is my lineart pen

this second one is my hard brush when i want rough textures on my drawings. 

and the last one is what i use to paint (blending and stuff)