#prompt: cross

[winddragonart]

FFXIV Write 2022 #1: Cross

Title: Stepping onto the Steppe

The party stood outside Reunion’s gate, wide eyed, and mouths open.

“It’s…so…WIDE!” Rikichi explained.

“A sea of grass!” K’ome added.

“And we need to find one man…Like finding a needle in a haystack,” Ashe retorted, crossing her arms. She glanced over to Kade, “You ok? You look a bit worried.”

“Yeah…Well…I didn’t expect my homecoming to be like this…Much less how am I to explain…this…?” He motions to himself, the aspects of Diabolo’s corruption that glamor couldn’t hide.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it,” Ashe said, taking his hand.

“Yeah, first we have to cross THIS!” K’ome said, waving out over the steppe.

“It’s a good thing we have our chocobos,” Rikichi said, patting his bird’s plumage.

“You really are a city Lalafell,” Rosa snorted. “We’ve wandered all over Eorzea, and you still balk at the concept of walking ‘corss anything bigger than the next stall over.”

“Maybe if I was in the company of Tataru or Papalimo…” Rikichi started to retort, though they all fell silent at the mention of their lost companion.

“Still, Rikichi is right. We have a lot of ground to cover and not a lot of time. We need to move fast and our chocobos are faster than walking,” Ashe said, breaking the silence and mounting her own bird.

“It’ll be odd, crossing the steppe on birdback, but I’ll take the lead,” said Kaden. “I’ll keep out of some of the more aggressive tribe’s land…”

Once everyone was mounted, he lead the group into the sea of grass.

[starry-songs-canvas]

Of Course Not(tm)

Kind of continued from this post I made a bit ago.

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The bats are on a manhunt looking for whoever took their youngest. (Damian would not just enter an unmarked vehicle)

Nightwing, Red hood, Signal, Batgirl and Orphan all taking the streets while Batman, Red Robin and Oracle all look over the last known footage of Damian, walking stiffly with glowing red eyes. (Obvious mind-control, but why couldn’t he break out of it?)

“Uh, Batman?”

Suddenly, they get a FaceTime call invite on the Bat computer. (Batman has Bat-call, not FaceTime?!?)

“Answer, I’ll trace it.” Oracle says tersely. Red Robin hesitantly pushes the accept button.

“Ancients, you sure took your sweet time with that.” A blue-eyed clone of Damian snarks out the minute they enter the call.

“Where is Damian?” Batman growls out.

“He’s… fine. Well, fine as he can be at the moment.” The clone says, then mutters something under his breath.

“Anyways, could you come and get him? I’d drop him off, but I’m kind of busy at the moment.” He says as he’s furiously typing away at the computer.

“The signals heavily encrypted, I can’t get a read past somewhere in Illinois.” Oracle reports.

“What is the League planning.” Batman demands.

That makes the clone pause. “The League isn’t involved.”

“Then who else cloned him?” Red Robin asks.

The clone now stops what he’s doing and frowns at the camera. “Clone? No, I’m his brother.” Not seeing the reaction he wanted. “Danny? His twin? Other half of the demon twins?”

Watching their growing confused reactions he puts his head in his hands and groans.

“He didn’t mention me at all, did he? Of course not.”

[ryoalouette]

DP x DC

Coz I hardly see Danny being sick these days, Imma put my own input about it. (AKA I'm currently having flu so I feel quite awful and want to spread that to Danny. :) )

See, Danny's thriving. He got a scholarship from one of his top universities, his studies are going really well, a very understanding roommate, he finally got his restraining order against Vlad, crops are watered and all that.

But the thing is.

Well.

He's currently down due to (ha.) Cold. Well, this is possibly? Not your usual human cold? Who knows. Even before The Accident he was hardly sick.

He's forever thankful to his understanding roommate for taking care of him tho. He's such a nice guy.

-

His roommate (Duke? Wally? Dick? Up to you :) ) is having Quite a Day. When Danny told him that he's sick, he didn't think that would mean that Danny would turn something spooky. He certainly didn't think his Action genre life of being hero/vigilante that he got to hide from Danny turn into something Horror flavored.

Whatever came out from his nose as he blew to the tissue is glowing.

He's.... He's pretty sure that they just changed the lights sometime before Danny's sick, and that the electricity's stable and up to standards, so what's with the flickering?

... WHY IS HE FLOATING LIKE THAT HORROR MOVIE-

[corkinavoid]

No Eyed Girl by Lemon Demon

Star Crossed Lovers

Space aesthetic

:3

(Can you tell I'm in love with aliens and space?)

DPxDC In Love With Space

"Someone's excited," Cassie teases, but Tim doesn't pay her any attention. The Bioship carries them through the clouds and up, closer and closer to the stars, and Tim's heart flutters a little in his chest.

"I don't think I've ever seen you so eager to get away from Earth before," Kon muses, leaning forward to get a better look at Tim's expression, and that causes him to blink and finally look away from the endless void of space that awaits them.

"I'm not really eager to get away," he corrects, and, in a moment of brilliant mischief - because one never just misses an opportunity to mess with their teammates - grins, feeling his cheeks heat up slightly. "It's just that when you spend a long time in love with space, it eventually falls in love with you, too."

Kon's face looks rightfully confused, which is exactly what Tim was aiming for. But not for long.

Not after a sound of fleeting, flattered distant laughter rings through the ship, and Kon's face shifts from confusion into alarm. But Tim's heart skips a bit for an entirely different reason, and he runs a hand over his cheek, trying to cool it down because it feels like his face is actually on fire now.

Shit, he definitely heard that.

Not that Tim minds, he'd say it again to his face, but... Let's say he was simply caught off-guard. Yeah, that's definitely why he is now a color of a tomato, and not because his boyfriend is a stalking little shit that decided on the most dramatic coming out possible.

He hears the worried voices of his friends behind him, something about the Bioship detecting a mass of something unidentifiable right in front of them, but he doesn't listen. Sure, he could tell them it's okay. He could explain that he knows exactly what said 'mass' is.

But he is decidedly not about to ruin Danny's performance because where's the fun in that?

The space in front of them shifts. Not inside the ship, no, the whole starry sky out the window moves, like it's merely a picture and not actual galaxies and nebulae out there. And then, there's another sound, like an ice crack in the distance, and a big, roughly the size of Tim's whole body, arm comes through the front shield of the Bioship. It's made of the empty darkness and bright stars, a piece of vast universe given form, and the claws clink against the metal floors as more and more of this impossible being comes through the reinforced glass and onto the deck.

It has no eyes of mouth, and its hair is merely a messy outline on top of their head. It's just... stars, planets, and comets and galaxies shaped in a vaguely humanoid form.

The form that stops trying to get inside the ship when it gets themselves in just halfway, and then lies its chin down on its elbows, their face right in front of Tim's. Or, well, not face, since it lacks all kinds of facial features, but Tim still feels that fond gaze of theirs on himself.

"Talking about me with your friends behind my back, Starlight, I see how it is," the being chuckles, tilting it's head to the side, the whisps of their hair floating gently in the air. Their voice sounds like a whisper of a shooting star, a roar of an avalanche, a gentle hum of electricity, all at once.

"Rob, what-" he hears Cassie start, but he is already taking a step closer, carefully pressing a kiss to where the being's cheek should be. It's a little weird when he is in this form, what with his head being twice as big as Tim's own, but, sue him, he likes the drama of it no less than Danny does.

Right on cue, his teammates all gasp and choke on air behind him.

"Hi, dear," he teases his boyfriend slightly, and Danny reaches one of his clawed hands forward, very carefully wrapping his fingers around Tim's body.

"When you spend a long time in love with space, it does eventually fall in love with you, too, yes," he gently repeats and confirms Tim's words from before, and Tim can't see it, but he knows Danny is smiling.

He also knows he is smiling as well.

~•~•~•~

Just for fun, as a finishing touch, here's the aesthetic I put together for this:

I really, really loved the song, by the way, I think I'm going to play that on repeat now.

Hope you like the piece!

[zu-is-here]

Dark Cream week is timed to coincide with the story's anniversary and Cross x Shattered Dream ship ♡

Here are the seven senses of perception for each day of the week (with auxiliary words in case you feel lost ;D)

Feel free to skip or alternate days (will be reblogged on the corresponding day). Any form of art is welcomed! <3

The week is for dark cream ship (Cross and Shattered Dream). Dream and/or cream ship and other characters are acceptable as long as the main pairing is dark cream ♪

Prompts don't have to be tied to the story: other genders and designs, humanization, crossovers are welcomed! ☆

Though it's "dark", no n/sfw works here, please (ùwó)

Use the tag #dark cream week and/or tag me so everyone can see your wonderful works! (*´꒳`*)

Cross from xtaleunderverse by jakei95

Shattered Dream from shattereddreamsau by galacii / galacii-gallery | Dream by jokublog

Feel free to ask anything (*´∇｀*) Good luck and have fun! ♡

[starry-bi-sky]

“Your brother is adorable.” The cashier cooed at Danny, peering over the counter with a smile. “What’s his name?”

Danny looked down to the surly, scowling little de-aged Batman currently holding onto his hand, glaring up at the cashier with bright blue eyes.

Things had already been bad enough when he’d gotten caught in a fight in Gotham, but things went from bad to worse when a magician had hit Batman with a de-aging spell and then shoved them through a portal.

Into a different fucking dimension.

Because of course neither of their lives could be easy. And now the two of them were stuck in Iowa in the middle of nowhere, at a truck stop gas station, trying to go on a cross-country roadtrip to reach the nearest hero city and get home.

He looked up and smiled awkwardly, trying to come up with a name off the top of his head — one of the heroes called Batman ‘B’ when he got hit right? B for Batman, right. B… B… Bee… Bees.

“Buzz.” He said, and tried not to grimace as the cashier’s face warped with surprise. “Like the astronaut.”

This was gonna be a long trip.

[beepboopappreciation]

I always see people talk about how cool becoming a cyborg would be, replacing parts of our flesh with metal and pistons and cool gadgets.

Why don't we talk more about the horror that is the opposite of that?

A computer who grafts lab-grown skin in patches onto their own form to feel. To experience a gentle and cool breeze passing by, or the oppressive sweat-inducing heat that their systems produce.

A robot with an organic eye to help them see as their creators once did. Imperfect, sure. But it seems to have quite an uneasy effect on organics, and doesn't that make it more than worth it?

A machine with blood coursing through its systems, flowing through the central chambers, in and out of its beating heart. Perhaps if the heart holds up, it could add lungs to help circulation.

A being that resembles a man at a distance, but upon closer inspection it is clear that he is instead a cacophony of skin, mismatched body parts and features, with just a few robotic limbs and mechanical parts visible. It smiles at you, the wide grin revealing that none of its teeth match.

He lurches toward you, hair from at least three different scalps falling carefree in front of its shoulders. You take a step back.

Where is the line drawn between cyborg and robot with human parts? Do you know? Does it know? Does anyone know?

It gets closer. You continue to retreat. Your back brushes against a wall.

You don't know where that line is, you've decided, but you're positive this individual has crossed it.

Having cornered you, it reaches its mechanical hand out, fingernails grafted on the metal tips. You blink, locked completely still from fear for just a few moments. It angles his hand in invitation. He wants you to take it. You hesitantly accept.

Under the metal you can feel . . . something, flowing, pulsing just beneath the surface wanting to escape. It's warm.

"Wh.. what do you want?" You manage to sputter out.

The being shakes your hand, his smile returning. "A friend," it replies.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 74

When a new black-haired blue-eyed person appeared in the manor, one could easily be forgiven for thinking that Bruce’s adoption problem had struck again. So color many a batkid surprised that no, this kid isn’t a new sibling, no he didn’t get grabbed from the street, and actually he’s here for Alfred. Apparently Alfred never found it important to mentioned that he has a husband- that the kid kind of implies isn’t human what with the casual way he says he himself is half human- and that this kid is apparently their child. For once it’s Bruce’s turn to come home to a surprise sibling. 

Danny on the other hand just learned that his Clockpa has a semi-mortal partner who has offered to take him in, (in another dimension even! And there’s aliens!!) while the ancient takes care of some stuff at home. And yeah it’s in a rich-manor but Sam has proved that not all rich people are evil, and based off of Mr Pennyworth’s stories the Waynes weren’t bad either. Though based off of the others’ reactions perhaps he should wait to mention that there wasn’t one new family member but three…

[blueflipflops]

Baby Switcharoo

Here's another short dpxdc prompt

"Daddy!" Dick instictively caught the kid before she kissed the floor despite knowing she can fly and-- wait a damned minute. That is not Mar'i.

Meanwhile...

"Papa!" Danny smiled as he braced himself for the flying missile of a child that raced to him. He swirled them around when he caught her making her giggle as her legs swing. Hold the fuck up-- This is not Ellie.

[defire]

Power plays (subtle)

Content: emotional abuse, punching, crossing boundaries, domestic violence vibes, POW

Aggressor standing in a doorway (now they control whether victim can run away)

Victim not allowed/tied so they can't to fold their arms to protect their stomach

Agressor dressed and groomed well (vice versa for victim)

Victim not allowed into the kitchen/bathroom/location that they physically need to access, without express permission

Aggressor standing too close, breathing on victim, bumping into them

Victim finds Aggressor in their room

Aggressor just picking up something that belongs to whumpee and throwing it in the garbage in front of them

Victim punched in the mouth for verbal defiance, until their lips are so broken it hurts every time they speak

Aggressor not responding when spoken to

Aggressor moving slowly

Aggressor asking whumpee if they want something and then not giving it to them

Aggressor walking into victim's space while they're speaking and putting a hand on their shoulder, thumbing their throat, until victim goes quiet--the only time whumper touches them is when they're going to hurt them

A political/POW that's supposed to be treated civilly but the guard squeezes their arm bruisingly tight, fastens on handcuffs one click tighter than needed, yells at POW for resisting when they aren't

Aggressor that is always rude--and victim is required to be on their best behavior constantly

Agressor punches victim when they're mad. When victim just "needs a reminder" though, they just bring their hand up close to their face and whumpee flinches and stops.

[fangirlingpuggle]

Seen fics and art with Mihawk x Shamrock and brain just went to Zoro saying 'wounds on the back are a swordsman greatest shame' and the idea of Mihawk having world noble brand or a mark of the Figarland family on his back.

Mihawk meeting Shanks after and not ever fully believing the happy go lucky attitude knowing he's dangerous and then seeing him use conquers haki stopping the war and is like 'knew it'

Bonus

Also thinking about Crocodad theory and cross guild

Dragon showing up

Crocodile: Oh fuck it's my ex

Shamrock showing up

Mihawk: Oh fuck it's my ex

and Buggy is just there like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!?

[keuwibloom]

Inktobertale 2023 day 5: Theater Play

"We hope you enjoyed the show! Now, what shall our next story be about, dear audience?"

Bonus! Background-only under the cut:

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Writing Notes: Habits

Habit - a well-learned behavior or automatic sequence of behaviors that is relatively situation specific and over time has become motorically reflexive and independent of motivational or cognitive influence—that is, it is performed with little or no conscious intent.

For example, the act of hair twirling may eventually occur without the individual’s conscious awareness.

How Habits are Formed

The question of habit formation can be approached from a scientific perspective or a more subjective and experiential one.

The Subjective Experience of Habit Formation

Bergson was a French philosopher who took cues from Ravaisson’s discussion of habits and their formation. Bergson (1911) wrote of both active and passive habits.

Passive habits arise from exposure to things we eventually get used to. High-altitude climbers gradually adapt their bodies to the lower levels of oxygen available as they climb above 7,000 feet.

Active habits are those we develop by repeated intention and effort, crystalizing as skills we perform with little or no thought. A gymnast practices walking, jumping, and flipping on a narrow beam until she can do all these maneuvers smoothly without falling.

Habits as skills can also be seen as a springboard to creativity.

Based on what we can habitually do, we reach new heights, as when a jazz musician ingrains the playing of a basic melody, then improvises new and adventurous notes on top of the underlying theme.

The scientific perspective on habit formation is exemplified today by neuroscience research. This research has highlighted crucial brain pathways involved in forming habits.

The Neuroscience of Habit Formation

When you first learn to tie your shoes, the attempts are quite conscious and effortful. As you practice this skill, it becomes a habit, something you can do easily and automatically, even while thinking of other things.

Neuroscience has asked how conscious and goal-directed actions are converted into a habit (Yin & Knowlton, 2006).

Clues to the mystery of habit formation can be found in an ancient area of the brain called the basal ganglia (Yin & Knowlton, 2006).

The basal ganglia are deep structures near the base of the brain that developed early in the evolution of our nervous system.

These structures play a major role in coordinating all kinds of voluntary movements, including the complex motions involved in walking, running, eating, talking, and grasping and manipulating with the hands, etc.

The basal ganglia, in conjunction with the brain’s frontal or “executive” lobe, also help perform the crucial task of rapidly selecting which type of movement should be made, out of the many options available in a given situation.

When faced with a tiger suddenly springing from the bushes, what should you do? Stand still, run to climb a tree, or make a dash for the river and hope the tiger can’t swim? The movement program chosen at this point might determine whether you get to pass your genes along to any offspring.

Since movements are most effective when well learned or habitual, the basal ganglia are also very involved in habit formation. Certain habits appear to be formed through the interplay between two distinct basal ganglia pathways (Yin & Knowlton, 2006).

One of these pathways is associative. It consciously collects information needed for reaching goals such as staying warm, finding food, finding a mate, and expressing oneself artistically.

A second pathway is more automatic. This route takes those lessons learned from the first pathway and includes them in a repertoire of stored habits.

These habits are then available to be called upon, when cued by a given situation.

Another key aspect to habit formation is positive reinforcement or reward.

For an activity to become a habit, it helps if it’s not only repeated often, but also positively reinforced.

We can trigger positive reinforcement through an external reward, like money, food, or praise. Such experiences release dopamine, one of the brain’s favorite “feel good” neurochemicals. A rewarding dopamine release can also occur through internal triggers, like visualizing yourself reaching a cherished goal (Neuroscience News, 2015).

Dopamine release has been shown to depend on neurons within the limbic system, another ancient brain circuit that processes emotions and the experience of reward. The limbic system is deeply connected with the basal ganglia and can stamp our memories and habits with emotional and reward value (Trafton, 2012).

Psychological Theories on Habit Formation

The American philosopher William James made early contributions to habit theory that still resonate today.

James (1914) thought of habit as the result of repeating the same action over and over, in similar circumstances, until it is ingrained in our brain circuitry.

He also believed that ingrained habits would automatically arise in the face of strong cues associated with their formation. When walking into your darkened room, the room and darkness cue the automatic habit of reaching for the light switch.

Behaviorists such as B. F. Skinner would expand on James’s insights into habit, with animal studies that emphasized how habit formation is fueled by rewards.

Skinner (1953) created cages for pigeons with buttons that dropped a food pellet when pushed.

In exploring the cage, the hungry pigeons would eventually peck the button on the wall. They soon came to realize that pecking the button would produce a food pellet.

This experimental scenario included what for Skinner were the primary factors in producing a habit:

Stimulus, like the button to be pecked

Behavior, like pecking the button

Reward, like the food pellet

Skinner (1953) believed that behaviors repeatedly engaged in for the sake of a reward will become habits. This hypothesis was borne out by his pigeons repeatedly pressing the button, even when that action was no longer followed by a food pellet.

Other theories sought to go beyond behaviorism’s focus on observed behavior alone, to include a mental or cognitive component in habit.

Edward Tolman (1948, 1954) believed that repeated or habitual responses involved the use of internal ideas, or “maps,” as cognitive components that helped navigate mazes, etc.

Neuroscience has further explored certain questions about habit, with the help of nerve conduction and brain scan studies.

Sources: 1 2 ⚜ More: References ⚜ On Habits ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs

[help-im-a-gay-fish]

Fluffynightkiller week 2024:

Day 1 Crossover.

OH BOY HERE WE GO OH BOY!

Does anyone here remember Bridgette Jones Diary??? Man I love that movie, I've been wanting to Crossover that forever! You can't tell me this doesn't fit 😌👌

Original killer belongs to rahafwabas

Original nightmare by jokublog

Original ccino belongs to black-nyanko

[star2stop]

WHAT IS UP JASH NATION!!!!! TODAY I BRING U JASHTOBER DAY ONE!!! SINGLE!!

[zu-is-here]

★ Dark Cream week ★ is timed to coincide with the story's anniversary and Cross x Shattered Dream ship ♡

Choose 1 of the 3 prompts from each of 7 lines (days) ☆ You can use the name and/or the color itself! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

You're free to skip or alternate days (later ones will be reblogged on the corresponding day). Any form of art is welcomed! ♪( ´▽｀)

The week is focused on dark cream ship (Cross and Shattered Dream). Dream and/or cream ship, as well as other characters are acceptable as long as the main pairing is dark cream ˚✧₊⁎

Prompts don't have to be tied to Dark Cream story only: other genders & designs, humanization, crossovers and so on are welcomed as well!╰(*´︶`*)╯

No n/sfw or lemon works here, please (ùwó)

Use the tag #dark cream week and/or tag me so everyone can see your wonderful works! ♡

Cross from xtaleunderverse by jakei95

Shattered Dream from shattereddreamsau by galacii / galacii-gallery | Dream by jokublog

If you have any questions, feel free to ask (*´∀｀*) Good luck and have fun! ☆