#magi-tech

[tippilo]

HALLOWS : PART ONE

Thanks to @crymsyy for the amazing video and allowing me to use it in writing this! Now I have a whole fic in process based off this video! Future parts are being outlined and will be posted as they are finished!

Mistakes are my own! I may clean this up in the future to post on AO3 but, for now, this is what we have :)

This is also a Forced Proximity fic for dramione month (@dhrmonth)

[manybackflips]

I absolutely LOVE post-post-apocalypse media!

I love being able to piece together from table scraps how what happened affected the now!

I love the descriptions on how a certain event triggered the collapse of society!

I love how the society in question bounces back and rebuilds!

I love the lingering remnants of what was still having a very faint grasp on the world!

And Guilty Gear tics all of those boxes! Mostly in a anime fighting game lore wise kind of way but still…

I love the details of the Gear Project being an indirect cause of the downfall of society by being on the main causes of a horrible one-hundred year war!

I love the rough and tumble horror that occurred during The Crusades and how it affects our cast!

I love how the horrors of the past change and develop the characters and setting in the world!

I love how the banning of tech introduced the common world to magic and magi-tech!

I love how the Gear Project made an entire race of being that humanity fought in the Crusades now wish for peace!

I love the passing of the torch and moving on from the horrors of the past is symbolized in Sin taking Ky’s duties as a king of Illyria as a half-gear!

I LOVE post-post-apocalypse stories! And Guilty Gear is one of the best.

[jackkilligrew]

Within sight of the Black Cathedral lies the renowned ForgeTech University, now owned by ForgeCorp, a builder of cities. Here, students with wild hair and patched trousers are known for doing crazy experiments in coal-flavored workshops. A poster on the outer walls reads, “Come join the fun in the world of steam-powered dreams at ForgeTech University!” Teachers at ForgeTech, more loopy scientists than sensible educators, let their cohort run riot on reckless journeys of discovery. Meanwhile, ungainly brass gizmos, all pipes and gripes, patrol the corridors, keeping everything in order, and occasionally confiscating a biscuit or two. This is not just a school; it's a place where students really do forge the future, and every cog whirs towards the next great invention.  Curious about Blackspire’s mysteries? Check out my full world-building journey on my blog!

Psst! Did you know you can click on the links in my writing to find out more about this fictional world?

[the-real-timeloop-tourney]

Best Character Stuck in a Timeloop

Propaganda for Flowey:

We don't see his resets directly but we know he's done this potentially hundreds if not thousands of times, doing every possible thing he can and pretty much losing sight of who he was at the start. His loops are fully self inflicted and he could've stopped any time he wanted (and frisk DID eventually fall down and take the timeline from him!), but he still remembers their resets, too. Second, worse timeloop go ------------------------------------ Not only does Flowey have timeloop trauma, that trauma makes him serve as a narrative foil to The Player Themselves. I know UT is overhyped but this is still the coolest thing ever to me.

Propaganda for Homura:

you are 14 years old. after your first friends at your new school revealed they are Real Life Magical Girls, they die horribly against this super powerful monster witch. you make a wish to meet your best friend again so you can save her this time. every time you try to reach a golden ending where everyone lives goes horribly wrong so you resign yourself to letting your best friend's (and once your) friends die every time so you can save your best friend. you become colder, more efficient as the loops go on. you go through the same few months around a hundred times to try to save your best friend from her fate. this time you'll save her. she sacrifices herself for the every single magical girl and becomes a god and now you're the only one who remembers her. great! hooray! anyways a win for homura is a win for magical girls (and yuri). why relive a day or so when you can relive months am i right? ------------------------------------ "Poor girl relives the same 2 months 100 times just to prevent her doomed-by-the-narrative girlfriend from dying and becoming God ------------------------------------ - Was literally in the timeloop for 12 years - Did it all for yuri - Became like. the devil (also for yuri) - magical girl who's weapon is just normal ass guns and bombs and shit " ------------------------------------ When you go into a time loop to save your girlfriend from dying but she just keeps dying horribly in every universe so you slowly start to get sick of looping and start using more direct routes to try to save her to the point where she doesn’t even know you anymore as you’re just trying to save her but it gets to the point where you’ve looped so many times trying to save her that her soul has become so powerful that she can become god only then does she remember you. And she does to free you and all the other magical girls in history from their pain but because she did this she rewrote the rules of the universe and therefore became a non physical entity and you had to watch her rebuild the universe. No one else even remembers she existed except for her little brother who sees her more as an imaginary friend than anything else and the only thing you have to remember her by is the pink ribbon that she wore in her hair. Btw you and your friends still aren’t free from being magical girls but at least you can’t become horrible monsters who are but a shell of your former self when everything becomes to much so now the only risk is dying in combat horribly instead. ------------------------------------ There was a psp game once and I'm pretty sure the whole thing was just recurring nightmares of the timeloop. Like. This isn't canon. But it lines up to me. She went to catholic school once, also, like, she deserves a win. Not because of Christianity or whatever but in spite of it.

[black-salt-cage]

Sonic the Hedgehog and Madoka Kaname (Sonic the Hedgehog series / Puella Magi Madoka Magica series) friendship stimboard ☽ - ✰ - ☾ ☽ - ✰ - ☾ ☽ - ✰ - ☾

ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚ for anon!

[lameemusic]

Mami ☆～（ゝ。∂）

[gaystims]

Madoka Kaname (Haregi Ver)

🩷 💛 🩷 | 💛 🩷 💛 | 🩷 💛 🩷

Requested as part of our 1000 followers ask game!

[abysdrawing]

behold : my hear me out

[kittypiratetreasure]

guys what if sua traveled to the fandom verse ,she meets three , mami , River , Angel (i feel like no one knows this one sighhh), tigress , Toothless , Miko, totally not a way to say these are my fav characters

[prettywarriors]

[jackkilligrew]

In celebration of Halloween week, we delve into the darkest corners of Blackspire with a series of spine-chilling urban legends...

Nightshade

Harold Corbett was a man of few words, but his silence spoke volumes in Blackspire’s underworld. By day, he was the picture of a humble coachman, ferrying the city’s elite to their lavish parties, meetings, and homes. But by night, Harold became something far more sinister—a fixer, one who dealt in bodies.

The streets of Blackspire were teeming with secrets, and in the dark corners of its alleyways, crimes went unnoticed. For the right price, Harold would help dangerous men and women dispose of their problems—problems that no one could afford to leave behind. Murderers, thieves, even some of Blackspire’s wealthiest patrons came to know Harold's services. They called him “Nightshade” because of how easily he made things disappear.

His black, steam-powered carriage with crystal-enhanced wheels never made a sound on the cobbled streets after midnight. If you needed someone to vanish—permanently—you left word for Harold with a few gold coins at the Blackstone Tavern, and by the next night, he’d be there, waiting.

Harold wasn’t squeamish. He would arrive just as the deed was done, stepping out of his carriage without so much as a glance at the blood or the lifeless form on the ground. He would drag the body into the back of the coach with practiced efficiency, covering it with a heavy canvas tarp stained from countless previous jobs.

Where did the bodies go? That was the real secret. Some thought Harold dumped them into the murky waters of the river. Others whispered that he sold them to anatomists at ForgeTech University for dissection. But the truth was far darker.

At the edge of Blackspire, deep in the industrial district, stood Vance’s Butcher Shop. Few dared to ask where the butcher got his “specialty” meats, but rumors circulated among those who could afford the finest cuts. Harold made his way to Vance in the dead of night, a route known only to him. For the right price, Vance took the bodies off Harold’s hands and repurposed them in the most unspeakable way.

The rich of Blackspire, those who enjoyed their rare steaks and roasted delicacies, were unaware of what they were truly eating. The finest cuts of meat were once men and women who had crossed the wrong people. And every time Harold pocketed his fee from Vance, he thought of the twisted irony—that the very people who paid him to dispose of their enemies might one day be eating a bit of their own dark deeds.

Harold had no remorse. To him, it was just business. The city ran on secrets, and Nightshade was the one who helped keep those secrets buried—or in this case, butchered and served on a platter. As long as there were crimes to cover up and money to be made, Harold’s silent carriage would continue its midnight journey through Blackspire’s fog-laden streets.

Follow my blog for more stories from Blackspire. Use the hashtag #ExploreBlackspire. Other Halloween specials: The Leech - Nurse Whitlock

[recordstellar-official]

Dhampir Undead Hunter

Some work on a varied character token that I've been busy designing. A lot of arcano-tech that I'm eager to explain, but the novel series needs to come first. I hope y'all enjoy the art!

[oxytoxic-skeletonin]

Wylli'Vyrr's shop is tied specifically to a pocket arcane realm contained entirely inside a magical Tungsten doorknob on his person. Acting as a sort of 'genie in a bottle' sort of object. Any other doorknobs he crafts will just be 'recall' points to that specific doorknob's pocket dimension. The likes of which is to be contained and obscured by any means necessary when he's in the pocket realm, lest the arcane realm he's using ''realizes'' that it is in fact inside itself. Which is something he will threaten would-be attackers who jump him inside his shop. "I can so much as say a single word. A single phrase… And this pocket dimension will collapse in on itself~. Oh-- don't think walking out will save you this fate, friend. For if this pocket dimension implodes, it will take quite a bit before the surrounding fabric of reality stabilizes~. You hold a sword in your hand, friend. I hold the lives of you and your entire group in mine. So~.

Let's talk Business~."

[lameemusic]

Madoka cards ༉‧₊˚🥛˖⁺.♡︎ 🍡

[disastergenius]

oh the dichotomy between the children of Avalir never experiencing rain in their advanced magi-tech city of wealth vs the children living in the end of the Calamity never experiencing rain because of the ash and destruction of cities

[between-the-realms]

Ancient Ones

@the-mysticandmodern-world

"The subject's appeared to have grown much quicker than expected." Victoria said out loud as she stared into a glass tube filled with a fluid, and a being. The being was hooked up to an oxygen mask, a heart monitor, and an IV. Victoria currently couldn't tell how aware the being was.

Victoria was a very beautiful Frost Elf. She had long bleach white hair that was pulled back with a headband that had a Magi-tech crystal impeded into it, as well as a Magi-tech crystal necklace. She had white skin and blue eyes. All Frost Elves had a tendency to grow extra hair on her skin, but because of the engagement ring on Victoria's finger, she was forced to shave hers off her hands were on the tube in front of her, and she was leaning forward slightly as she looked over the subject. This hybrid she was running tests on could become their greatest soldier. She looked over her shoulder at her brother, who was pacing the room, a smile on her face, "we might have a break through, if these tests go well, maybe you and your love can have more of these."

Victor stopped his pacing to look at his sister, not at all moving his eyes to his son in a tube. He looked much like his sister, same long white hair, same skin, same eyes. He got to keep his fuzz, and he had to wear glasses that use Magi-tech glass. "That's your Nephew, Victoria." He felt the need to remind her, "he doesn't even look like me anymore. You spliced his genes to force the frost Elf outta of him."

She shook her head, "Not all of it. It's still there. He just doesn't have the physical traits." And she had spliced more than just that, but her brother didn't need to be aware of that. She looked up to the subject, pressed a button on the console next to her, and asked, "Are you aware of where you are? Nod if you are."