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weemssapphic · 2 years ago

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adjsfh so i never really send any requests but i really like your writing style so if your requests are still open could you maybe write a smutty piece featuring submissive larissa and dominant fem!reader. the idea i had is maybe fem!reader is some sort of a supervisor that came to the school to write a report on larissa?? and larissa decided to cover up some shady stuff she did by trying to seduce her and it ends up working lol but what she hadn't thought about is that reader is more dominant than her but she ends up actually really liking that??? idk if that's like too specific feel free to add to it or like do a slightly different thing if you don't feel this would work i just want sub!larissa ahahh *slithers back into the void*

hello ahkdhsj thank you so much! i absolutely hope this does your request justice, it's also my first time writing sub!larissa so i'm just gonna post this and slither back into my very own void <3 ao3 link in title as always!

warnings/content: nsfw / pwp, sub!larissa, cunnilingus, fingering, praise kink, feel the need to mention everything is consensual (I hope that comes across)

words: ~4.2k

Dominate Me

You pulled down the long, winding drive leading towards Nevermore Academy, past striking wrought-iron gates, putting your car in park as you reached the visitor’s spots by the entrance. Glancing at the time, you realized you had a few more minutes before your scheduled appointment, so you grabbed the thick manila folder from your passenger seat and leafed through it. You’d already memorized the contents but you thought it best to take another look, to have your facts straight.

You’d been sent by the school board to investigate the principal of Nevermore, Larissa Weems. After the attacks by a “bear” (or whatever that thing out there in the forest was) had left a student in a coma, the school had come under close scrutiny. Some discrepancies had come to light regarding the earlier disappearance of another student and, well, it didn’t bode well for Nevermore - nor for Principal Weems, who appeared to be at the center of the cover-up.

Confident you were ready to face the formidable woman, whom you’d already heard so much about and whom you had to admit you were more than a little intrigued by, you stuffed the folder into your purse and stepped out of your car.

A cool breeze whipped at your face as you ascended the steps to Nevermore’s imposing entrance, pushing open the doors and searching the entry hall for a hint on which way to go.

Quickly spotting a young girl with blonde hair sporting a school uniform, you waved out a hand and stopped her in her tracks. She eyed you curiously.

“Hi, I was wondering if you could point me to Principal Weems' office?” You smiled at the girl, hoping she wouldn’t be too intimidated. She smiled back rather timidly and nodded, saying “yeah, sure” as she guided you down several hallways towards a pair of wood-paneled double doors, adorned with a shiny gold plaque that read “Principal Weems” in an elegant font.

You thanked the girl and checked your watch. Right on time. Taking one last steadying breath, you raised your fist and knocked.

– –

Larissa paced the length of her office, furious that her already busy afternoon was soon to be interrupted by the likes of some school board supervisor who was surely going to try to discredit all the hard work she’d put into Nevermore. She’d spent so many years putting her entire heart and soul into the school - she wasn’t going to let just anybody come in and tear it down. No, she wasn’t going to go down without a fight. She had a reputation to uphold.

A knock on her door had Larissa nearly jumping out of her skin. She smoothed her skirt and checked her lipstick in the reflection of her cell phone, before click-clacking her way to the door to let in the visitor.

She was prepared for anything. She knew her story well - she’d rehearsed it at least a dozen times by now. And if all else failed? The art of seduction would always be on her side. Smoothing a hand over her hair and plastering on her best fake smile, she opened the door to her office.

– –

The doors to Principal Weems’ office opened and you were almost taken aback at the woman standing before you. You’d heard much about her reputation - strong, unyielding, a woman to be revered and even feared. But what had failed to reach your ears was that she was also stunning, impossibly so. She was attractively tall, with silvery curls pulled back into an elaborate updo, accentuating a long neck and smooth, high cheekbones, lips painted a rich shade of crimson…

Your admiration, however, was cut short as she peered down at you with sapphire eyes, clearly waiting for you to speak, lips pursing ever so slightly.

“Uh, hello, Principal Weems. I’m Y/N Y/L/N, from the school board. I believe we have an appointment.” You reached out your hand for the woman to shake. Her hand was warm to the touch, soft, and you had to suppress a shiver at the contact.

“Yes, of course, please come in.” Larissa gestured for you to enter and shut the door behind you. You thought you heard the faint click of a lock, though you couldn’t be sure, so you brushed it off as a trick of the imagination and waited for Larissa to guide you to one of the leather armchairs opposite her desk.

“So what brings you here today?” The blonde smiled warmly as she sat in her own chair, placing her elbows on her desk and resting her chin on her palm.

You raised an eyebrow at her before rifling through the contents of your bag and pulling out your folder. “I believe the school board informed you why I’ve been called to come by? It should have been mentioned in the letter you received on March 1st.”

Larissa pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. “Yes, I received your letter.”

“Good. Then let’s cut right to the chase and start at the beginning, shall we? There was a student attending Nevermore, Rowan Laslow. His disappearance was reported to you by a Miss Wednesday Addams after the Harvest Festival in Jericho, is that correct?” You eyed the principal carefully for any tells - any signs of anxiety or deceit.

What you saw, though, was mostly agitation marring the principal’s gorgeous features. “Yes, that is correct.”

“Though you claim he hadn’t disappeared at all?”

“Funnily enough, he turned up again the next day,” Larissa batted her eyelashes and cocked her head to the side, her lips turning up into a smile - it wasn’t exactly a warm smile, though, there was something decidedly bitter about it.

“Well, funnily enough, Principal Weems, his parents claim he never did return home.” You gave the principal a smile of your own, curious what the woman would say now.

Larissa stood from where she was sitting and rounded the desk, perching on the edge of it just in front of your chair. You couldn’t help the wandering of your eyes up her form, trailing over her exposed calves, the area around her stomach where her skirt bunched up just a little bit, the pale, tender flesh between her exposed collarbones.

She smirked at you, your ogling not lost on her.

“Unfortunately, what that boy does when he leaves campus is none of my concern - he was expelled, after all. And do call me Larissa, darling.” Larissa’s voice had dropped several octaves since she’d last spoken, causing a wave of desire to wash over your core.

You rose from your chair, gaining yourself some leverage in the situation. “Do you care so little for your former students?” You stepped closer to her, until there were mere inches between your bodies.

Larissa’s pupils widened imperceptibly. “I’m not sure I like what you’re insinuating. But Rowan was a danger to this school and all of its pupils, and keeping him here was far too dangerous. If he chose to run away from his parents, well… that’s on him, I’m afraid…”

Larissa’s lips ghosted yours, her breath warm on your face.

“You think you can seduce me into writing you a glowing report, Larissa?” Your lips brushed hers, hands coming gently to her waist, allowing your fingertips to rub against the fabric there.

Larissa’s teeth sunk into her bottom lip. The tables were suddenly flipping on her - moments before she’d been in control, well on her way to, well, seducing you into giving her a glowing report for the school board. And now here you were, trying to take that control away from her. She wasn’t used to being dominated - usually she was the one with the power, the one calling the shots.

She could only shake her head feebly and feel the smile that spread across your lips as they connected with hers. Her lips were soft, warm, inviting. You spread her legs apart so that you could push one of your thighs between them, reveling in the moan that tore from her throat at the action. It reverbated against your own lips and had you swiping your tongue at her bottom lip, a silent plea for entry. Larissa parted her lips and allowed you to explore the contours of her mouth, as your hands moved to her clothed thighs.

Larissa whimpered into your mouth as your right hand slipped under her skirt and trailed along the inside of her thigh. Her center radiated heat and you couldn’t help the guttural moan that bubbled forth from your chest as you felt how damp her panties were.

You pulled back, regarding the woman in front of you with awe. Larissa’s cheeks were pink, her lipstick smudged, her chest heaving.

Her brows furrowed, little creases appearing on her forehead as she narrowed her eyes. “Just what do you think you’re doing?” She tried to sound indignant but failed, only managing to sound extremely turned on as your thigh pressed further into her center.

“You’re an attractive woman, Larissa,” you met her gaze, quirking an eyebrow and watching as her cheeks darkened considerably. You took her chin between your fingers. “I’m going to worship you the way you deserve it. Are you going to be a good girl for me?”

You smirked as Larissa’s mouth fell open, her blush now extending from her chest to the tips of her ears. An interesting reaction to your praise. You’d have to file that away for later. “Tell me you don’t want it and I’ll stop. Tell me to leave and I’ll go without another word, it won’t affect the report.” You needed Larissa to know she had a choice in the matter.

Larissa’s eyes searched yours for a moment, finding nothing but honesty and a mad desire to bring her mind-numbing, all-consuming pleasure. “I want it,” she confirmed.

“The door is locked?”

“Y-yes,” Larissa looked to the ground, rather sheepishly.

“There’s no need to be embarrassed,” you cooed. “It’s just us. Now where was I?” You grazed the backs of your knuckles over the fabric covering Larissa’s core, a sinful moan dripping from her lips as her head lolled back.

“P-please,” Larissa’s voice was low and shaky.

“Please what?” You knew what she wanted, of course you did, but you sure as hell weren’t going to make this easy for the woman.

“Please… fuck me.” Larissa’s gaze, pleading and famished, met yours, and you were happy to oblige her request.

You hooked your fingers around her underwear and slid them down her legs, planting kisses along the tender flesh of her thighs and the smooth, solid muscles of her calves as you followed them down. Discarding the underwear, you knelt before Larissa so that your head was level with her sex, suppressing a moan as you saw how wet she was for you, her cunt glistening.

Flattening your tongue, you licked a path through her folds, starting at her entrance and working your way to her clit. Larissa’s hips bucked forward and you felt a hand settle in your hair, pressing your face roughly into her cunt.

You pulled back, arching an eyebrow at the high-pitched whine you received in return. “Did I say you could touch?” Larissa’s hand dropped rather pathetically from your head and she flushed, a mixture of irritation, shame, and lust swirling in her pupils.

“Come here, gorgeous,” you cooed, reaching out a hand to Larissa for her to take as your other hand worked at the buttons of your shirt, unbuttoning them one by one at a tantalizing pace.

Larissa’s eyes were glued to your cleavage as you led her to the loveseat in front of her fireplace. You shed yourself of the button-up and guided Larissa onto her back, dragging her skirt down her legs and leaving little scratches with your nails on the flesh of her thighs as you did so.

Larissa’s hands found purchase on your own waist, pulling you in for a searing kiss. It didn’t last long, however, as you pushed yourself up and grabbed hold of her wrists, pinning them above Larissa’s head in a swift motion - you didn’t have anything to tie her up with so this would have to do. Your grip was loose but firm, wanting to provide Larissa an out while showing her who was in charge. Her pupils dilated, chest heaving as she squirmed beneath you.

“Are you gonna be a good girl for me now?” Larissa seemed to fight beneath you for a moment, each of her sapphire eyes flicking between yours, breathing coming out in shallow puffs as she twisted in your grip. Slowly, her movements stilled and she nodded, cheeks dusted pink.

“Talk to me, love. Is this okay?” One of your hands held her wrists in place as the other came to cup her cheek, thumb brushing against her bottom lip. Larissa mewled, leaning into the touch.

“Y-yes, it’s okay,” she murmured, squeezing her eyes shut.

“I’m going to let go of your hands, okay? And you’re going to leave them up there - no touching unless I tell you to.” You waited for Larissa’s nod beneath you before dipping your hands under the hem of Larissa’s top and finding her bra.

You slipped your hands behind Larissa’s back, expertly unhooking the offending garment and pushing it aside before working to remove her top and latching your mouth onto her nipple, sucking at the already hardened bud as your hand began to palm the pillowy flesh of her other breast.

You switched sides, ensuring no side would feel neglected as you nipped and sucked at her chest, feeling how Larissa began to squirm beneath you as your tongue soothed over the little marks you left on her skin.

“Patience,” you chuckled, throwing Larissa a mischievous grin as you unbuttoned and removed your own slacks. Dark eyes roved over your body as you settled between her thighs, now clad only in your underwear.

You paused for a moment, drinking in the woman before you. The smooth, milky expanse of her thighs, coated in her glistening arousal, legs bent at the knee and dropped open for you. The pink flush of her heaving chest, moving in time with her ragged breaths. The soft flesh of her stomach and breasts, covered in goosebumps, nipples erect. Her long arms extended over her head, just as you had asked of her.

And that face - my god, that face. Eyes you could get lost in, staring down at you wantonly through mascara-coated lashes, batting against her high cheekbones, flushed with desire. Painted lips which had long since been smeared, parted slightly in question as you regarded her. An angel in human form.

“You are so gorgeous.” Your admission brought a fresh blush to Larissa’s cheeks. “You’re going to look so beautiful for me when I make you come.”

Larissa’s subsequent moan spurred you on as you ran a teasing finger through her folds, gathering up her arousal. You brought the finger to Larissa’s lips and she sucked it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and groaning. She released the digit with a pop that caused a fresh wave of desire to pool at your core.

“So wet for me already, hmm?”

Larissa practically purred beneath you. “God, please, please touch me.”

The low timbre of her voice spurred on your own arousal and as you brought your fingers back to Larissa’s cunt, you straddled her thigh to provide your clit with some much-needed friction.

You circled her clit with the pads of your fingers once, twice, before plunging two digits into her dripping center, moaning at the way her walls immediately began to draw you in. You began a steady pace inside of the blonde, curling your fingers into her sweet spot, creating pressure around her clit with the heel of your palm.

Larissa bucked her hips upwards with every thrust of your fingers, creating a delicious friction against your own cunt with her thigh. Your soaked panties rubbed against her skin and you rolled your hips in time with your thrusts, hissing as the seam of your panties rubbed against your throbbing clit.

She spread her legs wider, inviting your fingers deeper into her cunt. You added another finger, feeling her walls clench slightly. You could feel how close she was as her thighs began to tremble and she seemed to have trouble keeping her arms above her head as she writhed and squirmed.

– –

Meanwhile, Larissa was coming undone beneath you. She had no idea what had compelled her to follow your orders, and it should have been easy to simply take back the control and force you into submission. But some part of her couldn’t help but to be intrigued by you, the way you took control of the situation. She found it (and you, if she was being honest with herself) extremely attractive, and relinquishing her dominance might just be exactly what she needed.

Larissa dropped her thighs open, as wide as they could go, a loud moan escaping her lips as you added a third finger. She wanted so badly to reach out and touch you as she watched you fuck her, and fuck yourself on her thigh. She could feel how wet you were for her through your underwear and the thought drove her wild.

A particularly sharp thrust of your fingers had Larissa crying out, eyes rolling back into her head. She could faintly hear you whispering praises past the ringing in her ears and her entire body felt like it was ablaze. She’d never had a lover shower her with praise before and the thought of being someone’s “good girl”, of being your “good girl”, brought her over the edge.

– –

“You’re doing so well for me.” You smirked down at Larissa, watching as she panted and writhed beneath you, thighs still trembling from her first orgasm. “You think I’m done with you, pretty girl?”

Your own cunt throbbed with desire as you abandoned your seat on her thigh, still not quite having reached your own orgasm but dying for another taste of the intoxicating blonde.

You trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses up the inside of Larissa’s right thigh, then her left, stopping just shy of her center each time. You kissed the blonde patch of curls at Larissa’s mound, breath ghosting just over her clit. The woman let out a needy whimper, shifting her hips in a desperate attempt to get closer to you.

You dragged your tongue through her slit, finally latching onto her clit and drawing lazy circles around the sensitive bud with your tongue. You moaned at the taste of her, a heavenly mixture of tangy and sweet, the vibrations of your moan against her cunt causing Larissa’s hips to tilt upwards, pressing herself into your mouth.

“That’s it, gorgeous. Fuck, you taste good.” You continued to lap up the juices that flowed from Larissa’s center, barely able to contain your smile at the way she rolled her hips into your mouth. You hooked your hands around her thighs, dragging her as close as you could, burying yourself in her.

“C-can I…” Larissa’s voice trailed off into a breathy groan as your tongue dipped unexpectedly into her entrance.

“Can you…?” You looked up at her in question, your eyes meeting hers, clouded with the lust of her impending orgasm.

“Can I touch you?” Her voice was almost timid as her arms twitched above her head.

“Yes,” you grinned at the sigh that escaped Larissa’s lips as she brought her hands to your hair, fingers weaving into your locks, pushing you gently but insistently back down to her pussy. You obliged, lapping at her core as her thighs tightened around your head. Her moans were muffled, punctuated with sharp pains on your scalp as long fingers wound themselves tighter into your hair. Your lips never left her clit, tongue flicking languidly as you brought her down from her high.

Her legs released you from their iron-grip and you finally felt like you could breathe again. You cleaned her up with your tongue, pressing sweet kisses to the insides of her thighs and trailing up her body - her hips, her stomach, the swell of her breasts, her throat, finally capturing her lips, which curled up into a blissed out smile at the contact.

“You’re amazing, Larissa,” you whispered, relishing the feeling of her overheated skin pressed against your own. The feeling of her nipples poking at your bare skin, the taste of her arousal still fresh on your tongue, the sound of her breathing - heavy but evening out - were all doing nothing to quell the embers glowing in the pit of your own stomach. Every nerve-ending in your body was alive, raw to the touch.

“I regret to inform you, however…” you trailed off, taking Larissa’s wrist in your hand and guiding her between your legs. “That I am still very turned on by you, my darling.” Larissa’s pupils widened as you pressed her fingers against your center - warm, wet, aching.

“Think you can take care of that for me?” At Larissa’s feverish nod, you pulled her up with you.

“Get on your knees.” The blonde slid onto the floor in front of you and folded her legs underneath her, waiting for further instruction. “Help me with these?” You shifted your hips as Larissa hooked her fingers around your underwear and dragged it down your legs.

Larissa suppressed a groan when she saw how wet you were for her. You brought your fingers down to your clit, amused at the rapt attention with which Larissa watched as you began to finger yourself.

“Think you can put that gorgeous mouth of yours to good use?” You smirked down at Larissa, who didn’t need to be told twice as she placed her palms on your knees, spreading your legs as she settled her head between your thighs. She wasted no time in flattening her tongue against your sex, running it up your slit until she found your throbbing bud. Your hands found purchase in her curls, neither of you caring that you were ruining her perfectly coiffed updo as you pushed yourself into her, fucking yourself on her face.

“I’m so close,” you panted. “Fuck- you look so good fucking me, you’re being s-so good for me.” Larissa moaned into you and your nails dug into her scalp, your hips canting upwards rhythmically to meet her face.

Your arousal dripped down Larissa’s chin as she picked up her pace against your cunt. The coil in your abdomen was winding tighter and tighter and as Larissa’s tongue began to tease at your entrance, dipping into your core, you felt yourself begin to come undone. Her thumb came up to brush against your clit, determined to prolong your pleasure as stars began to explode behind your eyes.

Once you had steadied your breathing, you leaned down, capturing Larissa’s lips for a sweet kiss, your own taste still fresh on her tongue.

You offered your arms out to the woman. She seemed hesitant, but ultimately allowed you to pull her half onto your lap, her head on your chest, your fingertips tracing soothing patterns over the smooth expanse of her back. She didn’t seem like the type who often (ever?) relinquished control, so you were happy to give her a few seconds to ground herself.

You nuzzled your face into Larissa’s hair, almost involuntarily - she smelled of peonies and jasmine, soft and feminine, a heavenly combination. Her breathing began to even out against the bare skin of your chest and you couldn’t help the low chuckle that escaped your lips.

“Don’t fall asleep on me, Larissa,” you murmured into her hair.

Larissa peered up at you, an eyebrow quirked up in mock-offense. “Do I seem like the type?”

You grinned. “Not at all. I should be going though. I do hope you didn’t have any other meetings lined up after mine.” You nodded towards the clock on the wall.

Larissa’s eyes followed yours and a groan fell from her lips.

“Try not to act too disappointed. Against my expectations, I rather enjoyed our meeting.” Larissa couldn’t have looked more adorable in that moment if she’d tried - cheeks pink, curls falling into wide eyes, teeth worrying her bottom lip. “It - it did take a rather unexpected turn. I can’t say I’m disappointed at the outcome… That is, unless…?”

“You mean the report? As far as I’m concerned, Rowan simply… How did you put it? Ran away?” Your smirk widened at the relieved smile you received from the principal.

Larissa eased herself from the couch, reaching for her clothes and dressing herself. You followed suit, reluctantly tearing your eyes away from the blonde’s bare skin. After combing through your hair and wiping away remnants of Larissa’s lipstick from your face, you gathered up your belongings and headed towards the doors, Larissa on your heels to see you out.

As Larissa began to ease the door open, you turned to meet her gaze.

“You might want to, you know,” you gestured to the smudge of crimson that stained her chin. Comprehension dawned on her face, followed by a mischievous smirk as she leaned down to match your height, planting a kiss to the corner of your lips.

“Yeah, you too,” she gestured to the lipstick mark she’d just left behind.

With a chuckle and a shake of your head, you bid the principal goodbye and walked back to your car, wondering just how you would convince the school board to send you back to Nevermore again.

thank you to @afeatherformills and @scumppa for beta-reading <3 and tagging @orchidsshine and @sapphicsbeloved bc i think i remember you guys asking to be tagged in things but also correct me if i'm wrong hehe

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undertale-fic-librarby · 4 months ago

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Howdy! As second place Error propaganda, I have prepared a list of fics that should be mostly focused on Error!

At Their Mercy by Devcipher (Teen And Up, Complete)

The multiverse had been perfectly balanced when the seven higher beings weaved it together. Through countless interferences, however, the balance has begun to tip, and stability is threatened. Fate's creation has been unresponsive to their warnings, and thus a solution must be made. While feuding with Destiny over a monster to be Ink's counterpart, Karma intervenes. Inspiration from Harrish6's Forced God of Destruction universe, but a unique alternate multiverse/universe of my own. Discord is constantly breaking the link for the ATM discord but: https://discord.gg/DgHWGnMNrs *EDIT: My server got raided twice please message me for a link lol* Tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/devtemrys

Wayward by Queer_Sleep_Demon (Mature, Incomplete)

Error had always been in control of his teleporting abilities. He knew the ins and outs of world-hopping like the back of his hand. The joke was on him, though, because the multiverse didn't play by anybody's rules. An impulsive decision to teach Nightmare a lesson in respect went horribly wrong. As a result, Error and Nightmare become stranded in a foreign and hostile dimension. Finding a way out was easier said than done.

It's All Just Training, Right? by atomiCherry, Souldew_UT (Explicit, Complete)

Hopping from universe to universe after his own Anti-Void no longer suffices as a safe place from the chains of Fate, Error winds up in Nightmare’s Castle with none other than the God of Negativity himself, who’s far too pleased with the Destroyer’s presence. Unaware of Nightmare’s true intentions, Error finds himself taken aback by a suspicious yet remarkable deal that very few people have the courage to propose. It was meant to be a simple session, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but then the both of them find out that there might be more to their meeting than meets the eye… - updates every Tuesday and Friday

A Long Week For A Tiny Error by Sosa_Star (Teen And Up, Complete)

A cruel trick by Nightmare leaves Error in a Huge predicament. Will he return to normal? What's a tiny destroyer to do? Survive, that's what.

Against the Remembered Many by StrelitziaMystery1097 (Not Rated, Incomplete)

Dream stared at the endless white and shuddered against how oppressive this place was. His eye lights focused on the only thing here. There was a skeleton on the ground with his hands over where his ears would be. Most of the skeleton had turned dark with glitches and the occasional error but part of his face and some of his left arm and torso was still white. He wore the typical Sans hoodie but with different colours and red glasses. He was muttering to himself. "Are you okay?" A.k.a: What if Dream had met Error before he completely went crazy? (This fic is inspired by For the Forgotten Ones.)

Temporal Difficulties by Tigercoolyeet (Teen And Up, Incomplete)

On a random night in Outertale, Error and Blue are attacked by Ink and sent tumbling off a cliff. Destiny, one of the seven deities, saves them from their Fated fall into the Void and whisks them away to the Astral Plane: the place where the deities live and watch over the multiverse. Due to Fate’s magic blocking Destiny from sending Error and Blue back, the deity enlists Time to slowly reintegrate them back into the multiverse’s code through time loops. However, from there, things get a little… interesting. Especially when the loops start affecting more than the two skeletons. Fate’s sure going to have a fit when they get back. Or, The crack-treated-seriously, Error & Blue-centered time loop fic that no one asked for. (Or or, I’ve been wanting to do a time loop fanfic for one of my fandoms and I’ve finally found the solution.) NOW RECEIVING A FULL REWRITE AND (HOPEFULLY) TAKING THIS OFF HIATUS

To the depths of the soul by Lena_Inris (Teen And Up, Complete)

Two centuries have passed since Error reached the new multiverse and started a new life. He entered into a relationship with Nightmare and Ink. Everything was wonderful. Life was normal and quiet. And the memories of the old Multiverse were just nightmares now. However, this was the worst moment for Error to decide to want to have a child with his two partners. Ever since his ex-partner managed to find him, the problems started to appear. And Error is very useless when he is pregnant, it doesn't matter that he is a god, he can't use his magic.

I'm Not a Doormat (but I Want You to Step on Me) by Golden_Au (Explicit, Complete)

Error didn't consider himself the type of person that let others get away with treating him like a doormat. He wasn't some fucking pansy you could fuck with without consequence, okay? That being said... He wouldn't mind being stepped on by a certain god.

Our Kind Of Intimacy by Moss-On-The-Bones (General Audiences, Complete)

Ink had the marvelous idea of making Error his canvas. A little over 1k words of Error being painted on. This is a part of a reverse big bang with @wewawoomp on Tumblr. Link to the art will be at the end notes.

No Mother Left Behind by TerminusVerso (General Audiences, Complete)

Just admit you love him, Error.

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cirrus-grey · 7 months ago

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Didn't know about that Corruption theory before (and didn't wanna reblog the post for spoilers) but now I'm curious, what other theories did people have while the show was still airing? I joined the fandom around 160 so anything before that is a mystery to me.

Referencing this post (beware, it has spoilers for The Magnus Protocol).

Oh goodness, so so many. Only a few that I remembered off the top of my head, but I spent some time today trawling the depths of my "magnus archives speculation/analysis" tag and found a couple more fun ones.

Most of the ones I did remember are either still popular headcanons (Web!Martin), or actually turned out to be canon (Jonah!Elias). The Gertrude one always stuck in my head because it's very silly on the surface but also draws attention to the fact of like - how was her skin still in good enough condition to wear after being buried for months? (And Lietner's too, for that matter). Was Nikola just wearing really tattered rotten shreds???

Anyway. Some that I remembered, which all relate to Martin for some reason:

Backup Archivist: Heading into the Unknowing, Elias had Martin reading statements specifically to train him to be a stand in Archivist in case Jon died. Also included sub-theories that he could end up able to compel people on his own, share the role with Jon, or take over entirely if the show pulled a bait-and-switch and Martin was the real protagonist all along.

Who's the Father?: Every single possible theory about who Martin's dad was and what implications that could have on the show, from Leitner to Elias to Peter Lukes to that one dude Peter banished to the Lonely in his statement in 159.

Schwartzwald Cousins: Albrecht von Closen says he and Clara/Carla had trouble having kids in his first statement, but in a later episode says they have two boys. Part 1 of the theory was that the kids were actually avatars who'd emerged from the mausoleum after Albrecht disturbed it, and been adopted by the childless couple. Part 2 was - well - it's canon that Gerry is descended from one of these kids. The theory was, what if Martin was descended from the other? Gerry seems to have some Eye powers linked to his heritage and upbringing, so it was speculated that Martin might turn out to have some as well and be important to either Elias's plans, or to thwarting him (this tied into the Backup Archivist theory nicely). A sub-theory was that they were significantly closer cousins, Martin's mum's maiden name had been Keay, and Martin K. Blackwood was Martin Keay Blackwood all along.

And the ones that I found in the tag (credit in brackets):

Martin’s mum was a runaway Lukas (@/centaurianthropology, here)

The lighter was linked to the Desolation (@agnesmontague) + an addition by me that I'm so proud of in hindsight - "I think the web design pretty much confirms that it’s linked to the Web, but if it’s the Desolation as well, might it be linked to the other occasions we’ve seen those two powers interact? Namely, the ever mysterious Hill Top Road?" (Here)

Another of my posts that I'm delighted to reread (here) reminded me of the many, many, "what's up with the tapes?" theories. I remember "the tapes are sent by the Web", "the tapes are sent by Elias", "the tapes are manifestated unconsciously by Jon" (my personal favorite, sadly disproven), and I think there were also some "the tapes are Gertrude's ghost" posts???

Elias was the Eye the same way Michael was the Spiral - Gertrude sacrificed him to stop the Watcher's Crown (@/statementbegins, here)

Also reading through these is reminding me that there was a stretch where we were calling the Vast and Lonely the "Void" and "Isolation", which I love.

This is just a select few posts from 2018, so there's a lot more under the tag if you're interested in looking! Link below, copy and paste into a web (lol) browser because the archive (lmao) page doesn't work on the app.

https://cirrus-grey.tumblr.com/archive/tagged/magnus%20archives%20speculation%2Fanalysis

If anyone else remembers other old theories please feel free to drop them in the notes! I know there were so many more that I don't have saved.

#ask not for whom the bell tolls #samwise1548 #the magnus archives #my magnus archives stuff #magnus archives speculation/analysis

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inthedayswhenlandswerefew · 3 months ago

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Hello there!! So a few months ago probably at this point?? I sent you an ask that i Was reading your fic 1968 and just couldn't put it down, and how much i love it. I promised to let you know what i think of it when i finished it, and i am maybe ever so slightly late, but here I am.

Shortly after I sent that ask my personal life got really messy and long story short I was just not in the headspace to consume anything heavier than, idk, New Girl. It was a rough time.

I finally picked it up again yesterday and I was so so excited to read it. I feel like the fic was haunting me, i swear. I study education, and i was really really struggling with a big exam, and if i didn't love teaching as much as I do i might have just dropped out, honestly. Then, my friend recommended and lend me a book(i have yet to read it) that she had recently read in her book club: american wife, a book about a woman's life whose husband is running for president in the US (i in turn told her about this fic and sent her the link lol). And then i ahd to write a research paper about, broadly speaking, greek mythology in modern writing. A lovely haunting in time for spooky season lmao

Anyway, i picked it up, didn't put it down except to sleep or to eat and also to regularly scream about it into the void and cry, and finished it. Now I am writing this.

As i said, that exam was really difficult, and i was sat there considering alternative career paths because I felt so close to giving up. When i got to the part in the fic where Aegon and Io were discussing what they would like to do, how they both want to teach again, on the roof??? I'm telling you I started bawling. I shed a tear here and there already very regularly throughout the fic, but that part got to me in a way i can't fully articulate. But here i am the same age as Io hut i am in university studying education and i do get to be a teacher and yeah it's difficult sometimes but

Teaching is just so great man🥺🥺

Truly, your writing is incredible. It is so so good, so touching, so real. I cry easily when reading, but the way that got me is a testament to your skills as an author.

Now onto the actual plot!! I am writing a novel here i swear i am so sorry (but not really, its praise after all😂) this is gonna be jumbled and whatever i can think of in the moment and for that i AM sorry

I was feeling more invested in the elections in your Story than the actual current ones in the US (tho to be fair i'm not american). I was feeling so constantly torn between yeah i want Aemond to win, because politically, the other options are really bad, and wanting him to finally get assassinated because OH MY GODDDDDDD. THAT MANNNN.

Everytime i thought yeah it can't get worse it did!! I cant hate him any more, in fact I can!!! How did you manage to make him THAT dislikable???? Several times throughout the fic i had to just put it away for a moment becauss of how angry i got and also because i couldn't fully believe i was about to read what i was about to read.

On the other side of course we have Aegon and the helplessness that followed his and Io's relationshop tore at my heartstrings and my heart broke about a million times again and again and again.

Io's relationship with Cosmo😭😭😭😭 he is such a precious child and oh my godddd.

Now the Gang that is Mimi, Fosco and Ludowika. Three incredible Icons. I was aftually so shocked when mimi died. Like whatttt do you meannnn??? It makes sense, i guess, but i was still so surprised lol. Fosco and Ludowika are both great. Captains of the ship they were, especially Fosco, and i love them for it. Ludowika my eastern bloc representation <3 i hope she enjoys her gucci and gets to eat some polish food

Some random things: rhaenyra and aemma mention??? Viserys has to be a bad husband and father to the greens in every universe. Alicent and criston relationship???? Ohhhhh my god yes. Nate and rachel i really loved you for your brief appearances and i do feel sorry for you.

I think once the whole Story kinda... settles, i will think of so many more things to say, but for now i'm just gonna talk about the ending.

I didn't really know what to expect from it, but i was certainly very nervous and getting more and more nervous while i watched the Page count. But you managed to wrap the story up in such a satisfying way, that felt genuienly earned and real and it was a happy ending but it wasn't unrealistic or perfect, but that made it just all the better. I would have wished that aegon and Io would have gotten a happier end, obviously, and didn't have to suffer the way they did, but you didn't comrpomise the story for the happy end. It sucks, but it's real, and that made it all the better when they finally finally reunited. I did in fact cry again when Io got to put on heavy makeup and they both got to teach and cosmo greeted her in the school and i just🥺🥺🥺🥺

And on the other side we have Aemond and you managed to have him suffer at the end (as!he!should!!) and fall off his throne on olympus finally finally finally in such a satisfying way, without having the story end unhappily with him loosing the elections because despite all i wanted him to win the elections, kinda!

OH ALSO!! DAERON OH MY GOD??? For a moment i thought that was it for daeron like oh my goddddddd. Incredible. And then he went to aegon and tessarion is his rat and he kept her and oh my godddd.

Anyway. How long is too long for a Single ask? I dont want to know the word count of this. I could have left a comment this long under every single chapter probably but i was far too invested in the story to take a break.

I'm gonna take a break now and then go on your ao3 Profile and read my way through everything. Maybe look for something where aemond is a little less shitty lol, poor boy should redeem himself. I love your writing. It's well written, but it's also just so creative and something new and it's so cool. I also would love to be added to your taglist which my phone changed to Tagliatelle three times now. Than you for writing❤️❤️❤️ (And i am sorry for how long this got lol)

Firstly, I'm so sorry to hear you've been going through a tough time and I hope you're doing a lot better now, Collie my beloved!!! I've been a public school teacher for 5 years and so I definitely understand how stressful that profession can be, but also awesome at times! The way 1968 was haunting you during your hiatus is wild 😅😅

Secondly, I am so happy you enjoyed the series!!! Your message was not too long at all, it was WONDERFUL and I read it twice during my lunch break 😍 1968 was soooooo painful at times but I really appreciate you embracing the bittersweetness. The good news is that basically any fic is going to feature a nicer version of Aemond 😂 I would especially recommend Now I'm Covered In You.

Lastly, bestie I would love to add you to my tagliatelle! 🥰🍝

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blackfairy312 · 5 months ago

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i'm playing genshin right now bc i need to rale a break from Drawing and also cause WANDERER IS IN THE NEE EVENT AND SO IS ALBEDO AND IM SO EXCTIED TO SEE THEM INTERACT, so i'm resharing some old Snuppet art (Komi/Scaramouche) + Albedo

fun fact about this ship: it literally came to us in a dream . i can't remember all of the details of the dream but one section of it had this interaction between Scaramouche and Komi and they were talking at a campfire in the woods about how similar they are . when we woke up from that dream we went "Wow . thats an interesting idea" and made the first doodle .

KOMI LORE BELOW PAY ATTENTION 😮 (this lore is all also on this link)

the similarities between them being ;

Komi was once a porcelain doll (Kari Barisol) created by a god (Behemo Barisol), who was given life and treated as a daughter. one day, some asshole (Seth Twiright) corrupted Kari with Malice (HERs, also known as Hereditary Evil Raiser's syndrome) z if you guys Know Evillious Chronicles lore you know that meant that Kari wasnt allowed to board the Arc, so Behemo created a Black Box and put Kari inside it, and they sent her off .

in her other life, Komi was once a snake (Kaori, the snake of creating eyes) that belonged to a goddess (Azami, also called a Medusa, a Shinigami, and a Gorgon in translations) . one day she met an asshole (her brother Saeru, the snake of clearing eyes) and he lied to her and said that he was going to bring her to a Utopia where she could live and be free like a human. if you Know the Kagerou Project lore you know exactly what Saeru was ACTUALLY doing .

Kari's Black Box fell through a Rift (rip in the fabric of reality that bleed into other universes) and she ended ip in the Kagerou Project universe. MANY THINGS HAPPEN that lead to Kari and Kaori in their "human" bodies dying together. until they perform a Re_birthday spell that takes their souls and turns them into Komi . who is then told by a higher being to act as her pawn, which Komi does, cause she can't remember her past lives.

Komi meets Scaramouche a while after she's recovered her past memories. she, like him, has been "betrayed" three times (Behemo had to cast her aside, Saeru lied to her, and the VOID is just using her in Scara's words) , she doesnt see it that way (except for Saeru) .

Komi and Scaramouche bond over the things that happened to them and what they plan to do next . Komi loves humanity and cherishes humanity memories, and Scaramouche (Fatui arc) couldnt care less really . THEY ARE OPPOSITES ATTRACT ARGHH

second Image is like , doodles from a one-shot we wrote about Komi and Scaramouche sharing a bed, despite the fact that Scaramouche doesn't need to nor does he want to go to sleep, and Komi also doesn't need to sleep but can, often does so, but is currently avoiding it because she has nightmares. They just lay there in silence for hours. a doll and a puppet .

third image is the Poly Ship between Scaramouche/Pinokio (thats the name we gave our Wanderer), Komi, and Albedo . i don't remember their ship name . rhis polyship exists bc Albedo is ALSO an artificial living being with an interesting view on humanity who would have an interesting dynamic with Hat Guy . AGRHEHDNSMXMSNNSN

the ship name is Snuppet because Snake + Puppet but the emojis for the ship are 🐍☂️ cause of that fuck ass hat he wears .

this is a more Recent one lol

komi was in two previous relationships by the time she meets scara/pinokio . her first was robin fire emblem that lasted like 3-ish years before he died and her second was Really Bad . meaning that Komi is in her hopeless romantic era during the Genshin Period of her life (which, for context, is like . 10,000+ years (of her life, not time as we understand it) before she dates the Puppeteer , where she isnt really excited ar the idea of going on a date anymore .

#🔥 bf312 posting #bf312 ship lore #bf312 oc lore #komi void #komi lore #snuppet 🐍☂️#komi ship lore

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cewyll · 7 months ago

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ALT DA:I VERSE — void and vessel, sheath and shear.

VERSE TYPE: open ( linked with @sanctamater ) VERSE TIMELINE: anywhere within the events of dragon age: inquisition and trespasser. if plotted, before and after this timeline are also workable!

TL;DR: elizabeth was raised in an isolated andrastian doomsday cult, intended to be a living nuke/messiah/world-ender. thanks to her mix of bloodlines and fade-related experiments done on her during childhood, her cocktail of powers is formidable: magic, capital D Dreaming, and the ability to interact with the veil and the fade — which is made stronger by the orb incident at the conclave.

this incident separates liz and amelia from the cult. in haven, they find each other again and start a new life away from comstock's power and control. once again, elizabeth finds herself becoming an idol. she is so tired.

detailed bio (lol) below.

this is gonna be an ongoing wip so i'm just gonna do a quick and dirty bullet point list for now.

in a secluded forest in the dales, scattered with abandoned orlesian estates, zachary comstock created a niche andrastian doomsday cult.

naturally, he wanted to create a baby messiah that would, at his bidding, fully end the world so that he could create a new one from its ashes. does NOT believe in magic, notably. he's like.... the anti-solas. lmao

anyway he marries amelia, an ex-bard who became a god-fearing woman, and "had a baby" "with her" (she had a lil tryst with booker, half-elven, a templar recruit passing through)

uh oh! baby is a mage! baby is a dreamer mage! baby is making friends with entities that want to be roommates in her brain!

after baby born, comstock recruits robert and rosalind lutece (mage-researchers who were exiled from tevinter for magic crimes) to help turn baby into a nuke.

amelia threatens to beat the shit out of rosalind if she doesn't help elizabeth not get eaten by a demon.

with the help of some cult-loyal former templars, they rework comstock house into a sort of... solitary circle tower? essentially doubling as a house for the family to live and a laboratory where elizabeth's abilities can be observed and analyzed as they grow.

AND BOY HOWDY, DO THEY GROW.

YOUTH, POWER, & THE SIPHON.

thanks to the absolute CLUSTERFUCK of the luteces' fade/veil experiments on baby liz, her magey magic, and her dreaming, elizabeth's power spikes exponentially when she hits puberty. this very nearly destroys not only her body and mind (abomination. yeehee) but the environment around them (tears).

this is a good sign. this means it's working. BUT it needs to be Handled.

underneath the house, the luteces build the siphon: some kind of... you know what i'm not gonna figure out how it works rn. but it's essentially a contraption(???) that suppresses her multidimensional fade/veil shit, stunts her dreaming abilities, and dulls her magic to normal-mage-people levels.

this allows comstock to have direct control of how much power elizabeth has! like any good dad should :)

as in infinite, the luteces regularly wipe elizabeth's memories of the experiments done on her, so she just thinks her power spiked and then dulled on its own for whatever reason. in general her memories of childhood are pretty foggy, though the one constant throughout is her bond with her mother, @sanctamater.

THE CONCLAVE.

oh boy i sure hope shit doesn't hit the fan!

elizabeth is sent to the conclave in an attempt for comstock and his cult to gain a foothold in general thedosian politics. she takes her mother amelia with her, but amelia waits in haven while the conclave happens.

shit hits the fan. liz suffers an orb incident.

interestingly, the new mark on her hand seems to interact directly with the powers she already possesses — this is something i wanna develop further but don't have the brain juice to think about right now. we'll table that for later.

liz and amelia are an inseparable unit thereafter. deprogramming them — especially amelia, who has been through A LOT — is going to take time. but i believe in them :)

shit will probably hit the fan again later when zachary finds them, but you know what? we don't gotta worry about that right now. right now, we're building an inquisition and cringing so hard when our mom makes sure we wear mittens before we go to emprise du lion.

and the rest is history (to be documented another time as threads happen)!

#* VERSE » da:i ( alt — void and vessel; sheath and shear. )#sanctamater #* VERSE POST.#{ this is genuinely the wip-est wip. i just wanted to publish Something to go back to and edit SKJDHKSHD }#{ featuring raines unhinged commentary }#{ feeling some big agnes montague vibes from this verse and im digging it }#dragon age rp #darp #dragon age inquisition rp

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vioshortforviolence · 7 months ago

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I wonder if there's some kind of time/dimensional shenanigans going on with the 2 different Zora types? Or is it a simple case of River Zora vs Ocean Zora?

The Oracle games had both the OoT/MM-style Zora and the River Zora! Though in Labrynna and Holodrum — not Hyrule.

(Also isn't it odd that the Zora in OoT live in freshwater, but in MM and the Oracle games they live in the ocean? And the BotW/TotK Zora look like they'd be Ocean Zora but seem to prefer freshwater. Weird.)

The Deku are definitely the most forgotten reoccurring Zelda race by the devs, lol

The last time the Deku appeared in the downfall timeline specifically was in the Oracle games; once again in Labrynna and Holodrum but not Hyrule.

Also, it's definitely interesting seeing the combination of design elements from various games!

The Zora Princess/Queen seems to have the BotW/TotK design with the "side fins" near her face and metal accessories:

The Business Deku Scrub has the MM design:

The interior of that Sheikah guy's place seems to have design elements from BotW/TotK with that symbol on the lamp behind him:

I can't tell if the Gerudo design is supposed to be OoT/MM, BotW/TotK, or a mix of both:

The guards in the third screenshot seem to be wearing either BotW/TotK's or Hyrule Warriors' soldier armor:

That's all the design elements from other games I've spotted so far. Are there any I've missed?

The cloak Zelda is borrowing from Link seems to have a similar design to the Sheikah ninja's outfit in the third screenshot. I wonder if the cloak is Sheikah-made?

Also I really hope I get to "echo" a grand piano and go full Looney Tunes on enemies LOL

I'm very interested to see what Link's role in this game will be — if he even has a role at all?

Will zelda be fighting Ganon herself or will the goal of the game be to rescue Link so he can fight Ganon? 🤔

The sword Link was wielding before he got sent to The Void™ seems to be a new sword; it's definitely not the Master Sword. Does he not have access the Master Sword anymore?*

*If this is ALttP/LA/OOA/OOS (and maybe ALBW) Link, that is. Maybe this is a new iteration of Link and Zelda that just doesn't have the Master Sword at all? This wouldn't be the first time another sword is powerful enough to defeat Ganon, what with FSA's Four Sword and all, lol.

Hmm...

That's all I've got so far. I'd love to hear anyone else's interpretations and theories! :)

images from zeldawiki and zeldadungeon — except for the little totk sheikah lamp; that's mine 😌 lol

Some interesting stuff from the Echoes of Wisdom trailer.

Gerudo Town, but Zelda is sneaking in instead of walking through the front door. Could be several reasons for this; maybe town's under lockdown, maybe Gerudo aren't friendly in this game, whatever.

Old man who appears to be a Sheikah, based on the Japanese furniture in his home.

Impa(?) fighting Hyrule Castle guards.

Both types of Zora are here:

Deku Scrubs are back. Their last appearance was Tri Force Heroes in 2015, and before that Minish Cap in 2004.

#loz eow #the legend of zelda #echoes of wisdom #can you tell I love to analyze zelda trailers? lol #another interesting detail not shown in op's post: the great deku tree from oot is there! I wonder why (and how)?? 🤔#man we gotta wait 'til september for this game; hopefully it won't get delayed haha... 🙃

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mysterysideblogscary · 5 months ago

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google doc copy and paste

Before crying wolf about anything, you should read through these 3 tabs, there isn't much to read but it is really useful, like the links tab under info, and a bunch of quality of life settings (Shown in one of the questions).

FYI if you can only see a 3 gear tab (on the right), you need to close chat first for it to appear

This is meant as just a general Q&A, most of the other big questions like “when is reset??” are in the tabs.If you have any questions please ask chat in pxls or in discord pxls (questions will be answered within 3-5 business days)

Q. What's the point of pixels?

A. Idk you can place pixels, sometimes it turns to art, and sometimes it doesn't.

You can make your own art, join factions and help them with art, grief (except people will be mad at you), or just chill in chat, whatever floats your boat.

Q. How to Chat? Why is Chat?

A. Chat’s chat. Sometimes it's so quiet that you see messages from two hours ago and sometimes every message is from the same minute. Try not to spam (i.e. type out 1 word messages, have the entire chat as your name, spam pinging others). If someone is being aggressive or out of line you can report them and the appeal would be sent straight to the mods, but don’t abuse it or you'll get banned lol.

Q. Can't post links/create factions?

A. You get access to posting links at 250 pixels placed, and 1000 placed for faction creation

You can post your coordinates in chat like this : (x, y) ex. (400, 342)

Q. Happy new year?? it surely isn’t!

A. Yes it is + you're bald. But in truth it's an “event” that happens every hour in chat where everyone says happy new year. When you think about it, it's always the new year.

Q. Is there anything that's not allowed to be drawn?

A. Obviously the TOS rules, and whatever else is in the pixel rules.

However, there are a few generally disliked things in the community, those being:

- Flags: Could be for a few reasons why they are hated, but generally flags are removed by either the factions they are built near or anyone. If you still want to make art around that nation/country, you could make art from said place.

- Single color spread/”void”: Uninteresting and too simple, try harder.

- Badly rendered art: Also known as fiddled art, it happens when you convert art with a lot of color to pxls palette of colors. there are a bunch of guides to defiddling it. (Look to “how to make art?”)

- Single pixel thickness art: Again kinda lazy and doesn’t look good with other lattices being near it (an outline might save it from being deleted).

- Duplicated art: Unless it's with a good reason, having the same art twice is usually looked down on.

Q. My art got deleted! Why?

A. Sorry to hear that! This might have happened because one of a few different reasons:

- It was one of the disliked arts (see previous question)

- It was built in an outline of a pre-claimed art, meaning there was art that was gonna be built there already. You can tell a pre-claim by an outline of a single color. It's easier to spot them if you zoom out. (If you want to preclaim an art, you have to do that kinda early during a new canvas)

- It was built in a lattice, which is usually fine but sometimes the faction is against it.

You can always ask in chat if you have any further questions.

**A big tip is if you want your art to last, you should build an outline around it. **

Preferably with one solid pixel of color, this is really recommended because if your art has jagged pixels, an outline will smooth it out, making it both look better with a lattice behind it and giving it a “polish”. The clueless bot has a command to auto make an outline if your image is a png with a clear background. ex. >outline green Image or link

Q. How are big pieces of art made?

A. Usually big arts would have their faction's name and a unique lattice around it. If the art doesn't have a name around it then it's either a solo build, the faction doesn't want a name or they forgor.

Q. What are factions?

A. Factions are groups of people who place together, either because they have a shared interest or goal. You can join as many as you want but you can only display one name. You can access that setting by clicking on your name at the bottom left and selecting factions.

The big factions are Osu, Green lattice, Legion, Mane, and many many others. They can be found in the factions channel in the main pxls discord.

Fun fact, bigger number = better person

Q. How do I make art?

A. Use this, https://docs.google.com/document/d/1NEX_O1TeyprmHE7QZobkJhRZ5L2vwjSNHYk4oCTI4HY/edit#heading=h.vgbblrt5qmkm

If you want to make something big (above 2.5k or so), you should generally check with either chat or the #plans channel in the discord. Remember, if the canvas is already past about 2 weeks that means most of the big areas have been filled, so you'll have to wait until the next canvas. Each canvas lasts from 25-40 days.

Don’t forget to add an outline around it, in fact it's recommended to start with one!

Q. Things to do while placing?

A. A lot of people do things like listening to music, watching videos, or only placing like 6 pixels every hour, your call.

However, I would recommend checking out an idle game, such as: Antimatter dimensions, Clicker heroes, Kittens game, Cookie clicker, Realm Grinder, Synergism, NGU idle, Idle Skilling, Transporter defender, Idle research, Idle Champions of the Forgotten Realms,Time Clickers, Unnamed Space Idle, IdleOn, The Perfect Tower II, Idle Spiral, Chillquarium, Kiwi Clicker, Trimps, Idle Wizard, Idling to Rule the Gods, Card Storm Idle, Tap Ninja, My Life as an Archeologist, Incremental Adventures, Universal Paper Clips, Idle Bouncer, Idle Dice 2, Plantera 1 and 2, CompactO Idle, Soda Dungeon, Wizard and Minion Idle, Shonen Idle Z, Crafting Idle Clicker, Orb of Creation, Melvor Idle, Cell to Singularity, Idle Slayer, Farmer Against Potatoes Idle, Grim Clicker, or Underworld Idle.

Q. Recommended settings?

A. Green means it's recommended to have it on, blue means you should play around with it if you like it or not. Obviously it's up to you but this is what I find to work the best.

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aditisaudagar · 9 months ago

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Overall, this is a pretty good purchase.

These are pretty nice pillows. The box they were shipped in was destroyed, so I figured someone stole one of the pillows, or they sent the wrong size. Lo and behold... they were vacuum sealed! LOL! Meaning you have to (carefully) remove them from air-sealed plastic packages and let them sit for 24-48 hours after shaking them to restore them to their usual levels of fluffiness (if that's eve possible... didn't seem to work for me). I'm used to such a process (minus the shaking) with foam padding for my chairs. They vacuum seal them to make more convenient for shipping.

Okay. I like the neutral grey color, but I purchased ivory colored covers for them... 18 x 18, the same size as the pillows. We're not trying to void any warranty by purchasing a thicker pillow or a smaller pillow case. Though it does sound like a good idea in hindsight, we'll leave it for the folks that are into that kind of thing. Softness is not really relevant to me, but it's cool, not a lot of support at all. That's not what these are for. Comfort is average. It's 'just' a pillow. Not thick, not too soft, just in between. Reminds me of the story with the girl and the bears... LLLOOOLLL!!!

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littlemissprettyprincess · 2 years ago

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OMG PRINCESS! I sent this message and then you reposted this post. I took it personally and thought yes, it is true. Even though I don't doubt or give up on manifesting because I manifest "small" things easily. I only doubted my ability to enter the void. But that night I tried again. I used the 61 point meditation that you linked to in another answer to your question and to be honest I was really annoyed by this meditation because I didn't have time to breathe 😂 he guided really fast! BUUUUT! FOR THE FIRST TIME I WAS THIS CLOSE IN ALL TIME! After a while, at about 40-50 count, I started to feel THAT feeling of flying. I was lying on my back so it felt like my body was levitating. Like in the movies when the character’s body is possessed by the demon lol uk. I AM SURE I ALMOST WENT IN, but I began to focus a lot on the sensations in my head and think a lot so I lost my way and "came back to the ground" I'm a little sad that it didn't work out again, but I'm glad there's progress! I'm sorry if I'm annoying, I just wanted to sharing this with you ♥️ By the way, not much people do this, but I want to thank you for everything and wish you all the best!

omg, you were super close ! go get into the void and share your success story with me love, can't wait to hear it ! and of course, i wish you the best as well ! ♡

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sukunastoy · 2 years ago

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Still curious. ✨ Cause I obviously won’t do ALL of these categories. 🤪

Someone sent me an ask, asking where the art is lol.

GOOD QUESTION. I’ve uploaded over several months but that was when tumblr wasn’t showing like ANY of my shit. So it’s been floating around in the void, unseen, unheard, just lonely af.

So, tomorrow I’ll have a set place where all my artwork can be seen from a single link cause yeah I’d want some examples too lmao.

My other poll definitely leaned in favor of me doing commissions again, so before I open the next round, I’m curious as to what is most interesting to people. 🤔

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thetaekookcloset · 2 years ago

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Taekook at Busan Rehearsals

I've gotten a couple of links sent in from different people of a couple of these (frankly wild lol) moments from today's rehearsal in Busan, and I honestly anticipate that I'll likely get more -- at least, I've seen more and wouldn't mind talking about them -- so I'm just going to make a post about it.

If you're trying to avoid seeing anything about the rehearsals at all (though to clarify, I'm not really talking about spoilers for the real show, just moments that happened during the rehearsal), you can skip this one!

1. Jungkook undressing Taehyung

Like he really did that lmao!

From what I've seen, it sounds like the full moment began with Taehyung going around and pulling up/possibly tightening everyone's hoodies. He was the only one not wearing one of them. I saw someone say that as he was pulling on their hoods, a couple of the members tugged at his sweater, but I haven't seen video of that.

Then when he'd finished, Jungkook did what's shown in the link above: he reached over and unbuttoned one button on Taehyung's sweater, which he appears to have done with a huge smile.

This is a longer clip which shows a lot more of the moment. It seems that not only did Jungkook unbutton Taehyung's sweater, he also tugged down the sleeve, revealing Tae's whole shoulder, and then when Tae moved away (you can see in some clips that he was laughing), Jungkook beckoned for him to come back. When Tae did, Jungkook pulled the shoulder down again.

At that point, Taehyung moved to stand directly in front of Jungkook and pulled the other shoulder down to match (Namjoon helped lol), which made both Tae and JK laugh a lot and Taehyung sang that way for a moment. In this upload you can see Tae a bit better just to have a better idea lol, if you've somehow missed seeing this trending on Twitter.

There's also a part where Tae sort of bends over and Jungkook has his hand on his waist/back, and a friend mentioned that it sort of looks like Jungkook was pushing him down?? It's hard to tell for sure, but he was definitely touching him.

Another friend also reached out with this clip, which seems to imply that Jungkook originally tried to cover Tae up more (which would fit with the fact that Taehyung was covering up the other members too) but Taehyung resisted it, and that was when Jungkook opened the button. I'm not sure whether that's accurate or not, but I figured I'd share it!

Honestly this whole moment is so wild to me! Jungkook teasing Taehyung by pulling his clothes down is already next level, but then Taehyung moving to stand in front of Jungkook directly, getting undressed even further, and then turning to him and both of them smiling like that!! How am I even supposed to have coherent thought about this, honestly??

I can almost, almost, say that maybe this is all just standard, typical Bangtan shenanigans, maybe dialed up a bit because they knew not many people could see them or see them well anyway, but the fact that Taehyung moved to get directly in front of Jungkook before pulling his sweater down just makes this seem unavoidably suspicious at the least.

2. Linking arms

I haven't come across this one on Twitter yet, although I'm sure it's there somewhere or will be soon, but in a bit of a tone shift, look! at! this! clip!!

There's not really so much to say about this one, just the two of them walking around a bit and while Jungkook had his hand in the pocket of his hoodie, Taehyung stuck really close to him and put his hand through Jungkook's arm and kind of held onto him by the look of it, but oh man! So cute!!

If I try to have some Thoughts about this, rather than just screeching endlessly into the void, it's nice because it's yet another example of the two of them sticking close together (people don't call them magnets for nothing) and also it's just such a sweet little gesture. It's very soft of them, and you know how I feel about that.

3. Taehyung on his knees

And then in another abrupt change in tone, we have this!!! Y'all -- when I tell you I don't even know what to make of this!!

Is this what it looks like?? I genuinely don't know. The quality is obviously pretty bad, it's blurry and far away and there's a lot of camera movement, but it certainly looks like Jungkook gestured for Taehyung to get down, and then when Taehyung only bent over, Jungkook pushed him?? Onto his knees????

I don't even know how to say this lol! I don't even know if I want to say it! But it sure looks like that's what's happening here!!

I've only seen this one angle/video of this moment, so it's definitely possible that more will come out later (if it's not out already and I just haven't seen it yet) that will give a better idea of what's going on here, but honestly no matter how it happened, Taehyung still ended up on his knees facing Jungkook and I'm not going to lie, I'm probably going to be stuck here for a while. I won't be analyzing this one lol.

I can't even handle these two today. I wonder if they were just getting out all of their wild during this rehearsal since they'll likely all be behaving in a more-reserved-than-usual way for the concert itself (I'm guessing).

Whatever the reason, I can't say I haven't been enjoying watching these moments come out over the course of the day. This was some pretty suspicious stuff in my opinion, especially this last one (although maybe I say that just because I've seen the first moment so many times at this point).

It's really so fun and lovely just to see them playing around like this! I'm assuming they had to have known that people could see them, at the very least after yesterday. Even if they couldn't see or hear fans, their staff must have told them they were visible from outside, so I've just been enjoying the chance to see them being playful and a little, shall we say, unhinged. Whatever was going on today, I adore them.

I'm curious about any other moments people have seen that I've missed here, and any thoughts/opinions you might have about these!

#taekook #kookv #recent taekook moments #suspicious taekook moments #tense taekook moments #that knee bit is going to haunt me

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n1kolaiz · 3 years ago

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The Six Realms

Okay, so I was pretty close to giving up on writing analyses but I'm back LMFAO plus I see we're close to 100 followers and I just want to thank you guys for being so very supportive <3

Alright, I'm not sure if anyone's ever written about this, but if an analysis like this exists, please do let me know because I'm kind of curious as to what other people think about this, too!

Remember that time Fukuchi spoke about bringing "about the five signs of an angel's death"?

I read a little bit more about it, and as a minor content warning: this analysis will focus on a few religious aspects (Buddhism + Hinduism). So if I get any of the facts wrong, firstly: I do not mean any disrespect to either religion, and secondly: please do correct me if I interpret anything in the wrong way.

Spoilers for BSD chapter 90 onwards + BEAST!AU under the cut!

So I'll start by talking about the Decay of Angels. As we all know, the members include Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Nikolai Gogol, Sigma, and Bram Stoker, and their leader, Fukuchi Ochi. After Fyodor's arrest, the Decay of Angels came into light with Nikolai murdering four government officials in a week. These murders symbolise the Buddhist cycle of existence, or otherwise known as samsara: the cycle of life, death, and rebirth.

"We are the Decay of Angels—hiding here as terrorists, a 'murder association', five people who will announce the demise of the celestial world."

Nikolai Gogol, chapter 57

Samsara is described to be a concept beyond human understanding. According to Hinduism, samsara is the physical world where every being has its soul trapped into a physical vessel. The Hindus believe that everything has a soul, and due to a soul's attachment to desire, it is forced into a deathless cycle of being born, dying, and reincarnating into a different body. In Buddhism, the ultimate way to break free from this cycle is by obtaining nirvana.

Nirvana is a Sanskrit word for the goal of the Buddhist path: enlightenment or awakening. In Pali, the language of some of the earliest Buddhist texts, the word is nibbana; in both languages it means "extinction" (like a lamp or flame) or "cessation." It refers to the extinction of greed, ill will, and delusion in the mind, the three poisons that perpetuate suffering. Nirvana is what the Buddha achieved on the night of his enlightenment: he became completely free from the three poisons. Everything he taught for the rest of his life was aimed at helping others to arrive at that same freedom.

- TRICYCLE'S definition of nirvana

As Fukuchi mentions in the panel above, there are six different realms of existence. These realms represent every possible state of existence, but one cannot live in a specific realm forever. Depending on whether or not one's past actions were morally good or bad, an individual is born into one of these realms. Basically, the controlling factor of which realm a person is born into is dependent on their respective karma. The realms are separated into two categories: the hellish ones and the heavenly ones.

The Deva Realm: where beings are rewarded for the good deeds they have done. This realm is void of anything unpleasant. It is basically paradise— empty of unfulfilled desires, any form of suffering, and fears of every kind. Religious individuals, however, do not seek to be born into this realm since its attitude is more or less carefree.

The Asura Realm: where demigods are admitted. Asuras are driven by greed and envy, and may come in conflict with human beings since they are quite similar. They are powerful beings, but quarrel with each other quite a bit, making this realm quite undesirable to be reborn into.

The Animal Realm: where beings are given the form of an animal (you probably guessed that lol). Individuals here don't actually have good karma to take pride in, but rather, they are born into this realm to work off their bad karma (by being slaughtered, hunted, or forced to work, etc). Being born into this realm forces one to atone for their past sins by living out their life as an animal.

The Hell Realm: where one is punished for their evil actions. The most merciless of realms, where one pays for their transgressions through pure suffering, methods of which include: dismemberment, starvation, and psychological/physical torture. However, once a person's term is fulfilled in this realm, they are presumably promised to be reborn into a higher state.

The Preta Realm: similar to the hell realm, in which beings pay for their past sins (specifically: greed and stinginess) by having to survive through hunger and thirst. This realm is also known as the 'ghost realm,' because some pretas are psychologically tortured by being forced to live in places their past selves have lived in. They are invisible to human beings living at that time, which pushes them to face the depths of despair and loneliness. Your typical horror movie, really.

The Human Realm: the only realm where one's actions determine their future. The status (social ranking, physical wellbeing, and so on) of a human being in this realm is determined by their past actions, but due to the fact that a person has their own conscience to differentiate good morals from bad, the actions they commit in this realm have the power to determine which realm they are sent to next.

Okay, so now that I've got that out of the way, let's shift our focus to the Book. Very little is known about the Book, but the basic fundamentals of how it works is that whatever is written in the book will come into existence only if its contents follow the rules of karma. In addition to that, only a few sentences can be written into a single page of the Book, and it must follow the current narrative of the story.

If I'm not wrong, the first time the Book was mentioned was by Fitzgerald, who wanted it to resurrect his deceased daughter in hopes of restoring his wife's mental health. The next time the Book is brought up is when Fyodor's intentions to possess it are divulged; his goal was to decimate the global population of ability-users. And now, the current arc has the Book as its central focus, with a single page in Fukuchi's possession.

[ BEAST!AU spoilers ]

The Book acts as the central point of multiverses, with each character's lives differing from universe to universe.

Dazai committing suicide in this alternate universe stands in sharp contrast with how he decided to start up a new life in the main universe.

Oda staying alive to act as a mentor to Akutagawa in the ADA differs from how Oda uses his death to prompt Dazai to "be on the side that saves people."

And of course, the way Atsushi and Akutagawa have their positions switched in the two universes depicts how different their lives would be if they were given the chance to be mentored by different people— these are just a few examples of how the Book houses an endless amount of possibilities.

[ end of BEAST!AU spoilers ]

Hypothetically speaking, this kind of reminds me of the differing realms I mentioned before, where suffering is promised in some realms, and better things are granted in the rest, depending on one's karma, or the deeds they've done in their past lives. In this scenario, perhaps one's past life can be understood as one's current life in a different universe. That's just a personal opinion though. Take it as you will.

side note: Keep in mind that the person who is more or less impervious to the Book's effect is Dazai, with his nullification ability. I wouldn't want to propose any theories in this aspect (I don't believe I'm fully fact-checked ;_;), but I could use Dazai as a raw example of how your choices affect your future. If Dazai had decided to stay in the Port Mafia after Oda's death, or if he even decided to go through with his suicidal fixations, life would've been different for him in the root universe (obviously, ryley) I mean, you could basically understand that from how he ended up in the BEAST au, but imagine if he really did slip up in his decision-making in any of the universes.

Many analysts have proposed that he went MIA (early in his life) from the main universe for a while to figure out how the BEAST universe worked, whilst having the Book to his advantage. Perhaps his actions were guided? I'm not saying he's all-knowing, but he's sure as hell smart. I'm not sure if Kafka was trying to highlight the concept of karma when it comes to Dazai, but if he is, then I suppose you could say that Dazai is pretty much unaffected by the rules of karma, existing as the centerpiece of all the multiverses. No Longer Human is the namesake of his ability, but the book talks about disqualification from societal norms and generally, the world. I was talking about it with a friend, and they reminded me that Yozo (the main protagonist) was pretty strong in his views against society. Like he didn't speak out of total defeat, he spoke out of defense. If there was anything Dazai actually lost to, it was his guilt— "Living itself is a source of sin."

Then again, that's my personal interpretation since everyone has their unique perspective of his writings. In terms of the actual adaptation, you could translate the word 'disqualification' to 'insusceptibilty' when if it came to the Book's effects on Dazai? This side note is becoming really long lmao anyways I'll link a few theories which afflicted me with brainrot down below.

Another thing before I wrap up, the name 'Decay of Angels' stemmed from Yukio Mishima's book entitled 'The Decay of An Angel.' This is the final novel to the author's tetralogy: 'The Sea of Fertility.' The main protagonist, Honda, meets a person he believes to be a reincarnation of his friend, Kiyoaki, who takes the form of a young teenage boy named Tōru. The last novel of this series enhances Mishima's dominant themes of the series as a whole:

the decay of courtly tradition in Japan

the essence and value of Buddhist philosophy and aesthetics

Mishima’s apocalyptic vision of the modern era

Again, this could be referred to what Fukuchi goes on to say:

Some people view the concept of samsara optimistically, justifying it by saying that perhaps each individual is given a second (third, fourth, fifth, who knows) chance to refine their actions in order to be birthed into a better realm, with their karma being the independent variable.

On the other hand, other people, specifically the Hindus, view the cycle of existence as some sort of plague. To them, the flow of life and being forced to endure the suffering of mere existence in any form was somewhat frowned down upon. Some Hindus viewed samsara as a trap. Besides, having one's soul being limited to a physical body for the rest of eternity was not very appealing, especially since where they ended up at depended on the karmic value their past actions surmounted.

Even so, particular types of Buddhists don't seek nirvana, but instead, like the Hindus, they make an effort to be good people of society, building up their good deeds to increase the likelihood of being reborn into one of the better realms.

As mentioned before, the Deva Realm was the home of angels, the most carefree, gratified beings to exist. Fukuchi describes these angels as the people who don't get their hands dirty, the people who act as the puppeteers of society: politicians.

In terms of parallels, angels were the most fortunate and powerful, but they didn't have anyone ruling over them. A lack of supervision would lead to the abuse of power, which is what I believe Fukuchi was referring to. Deeming himself the Decay of Angels, he sought to prove himself as the 'sign of death that falls on the nation's greed.'

A few fun facts (okay, not really) about Yukio Mishima: he committed seppuku (ritual suicide by disembowelment) on the day he held a speech to voice out his unpopular political beliefs to the public. Mishima deeply treasured traditions and opposed the modern mindset the nation was advancing forward to adapt eventually. In his last book, The Decay of an Angel, he spoke about the five signs which complete the death of an angel:

Here are the five greater signs: the once-immaculate robes are soiled, the flowers in the flowery crown fade and fall, sweat pours from the armpits, a fetid stench envelops the body, the angel is no longer happy in its proper place.

The Decay of an Angel, p.53

The reviews about this series I've read so far describe Mishima's works to be quite complex; his writings demanded a lot of time to deconstruct and understand. They were highly symbolic, and he was pretty obsessed with death and the 'spiritual barrenness of the modern world.' I think you could attach a few strings from here to the mindsets of the DOA members. Of course, this parallel is completely abstract, but I'll go on rambling anyway:

He should have armed them with the foreknowledge that would keep them from flinging themselves after their destinies, take away their wings, keep them from soaring, make them march in step with the crowd. The world does not approve of flying. Wings are dangerous weapons. They invite self-destruction before they can be used. If he had brought Isao to terms with the fools, then he could have pretended that he knew nothing of wings.

The Decay of an Angel, p.113

I suppose you could resonate Nikolai with that excerpt. As much as Fukuchi takes the lead in this whole murder association, I'd like to believe that each member of the DOA plays an equally interesting part in whatever movement they're trying to execute. Fyodor feels it is his god-sent purpose to cleanse the world of its sins, his motto being, "Let the hand of God guide you." Sigma doesn't know where he belongs, since his origination comes from a page in the Book, and is fueled by the desperation to find a reason to live. Bram holds one of the most powerful abilities which is counted to be one of the "Top Ten Calamities to Destroy the World."

What I mean to say is that the DOA members are incredibly powerful, and they're not your ordinary antagonists (or I'm just biased). It's not just overthrowing authorities, mass genocide, and world domination— you could say that each individual is trying to utilize their purposes to their fullest expenditures, and the way they're trying to assert their plan into action is a little more passive-aggressive (framing the Agency, having a convo with a suicidal dude in jail, etc). They're the gray area between evil and good. As they framed the good guys for their own crimes, they're trying to conquer the bad guys for exploiting the innocent as they please.

This post would definitely age well if all hell breaks loose in the current arc (as if it didn't) and Kafka doesn't give us a happy ending.

That's all I have to say for now I guess! Thank you for reading, and once again, if anyone else something they wanna share, feel free to do so <3

sources (tryna follow Q's example ^_^) :

the six realms

samsara

the decay of angels

beast!au

the book

the sea of fertility

yukio mishima

theory: dazai’s emotional/mental state in beast!au

q’s theory: dazai being the protector of the book

theory: beast!dazai and the book

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