#pxs ship

[existentialfantasy]

Illicit Lessons

Part 2: Ladies Room

“I want to fuck you today”, a text came on Sansa’s phone. She smiled quietly and replied “Where will we fuck? In the classroom?” and added a wink. “Maybe, it does sound pretty hot, to take you on my desk” Petyr replied. “Have some shame, as if I am going to let you fuck me in the class” Sansa shot back. “Then how about my car?” he asked. “I’m tired of fucking in your car, so no” she replied. “How about the mall? We could go to a movie and try our luck” his ideas were getting outrageous by the minute. Sansa knew he would get what he wanted at any cost, so decided to help him out. “Ladies room is pretty empty after class hours, we could lock it and use it ;)” she texted him. “Are you sure we won’t get caught?” he asked. “A few of my friends have used it already, so it’s safe enough” she replied. “Fine with me, as long as I get to fuck you hard ;)” he replied.

The bell rang and everyone was slowly getting out of the class. Sansa was packing her bag as her friend, Margaery asked her “How long will you take? Let’s get out of here”. Sansa replied “You carry on, I’ll meet you at the coffee shop in an hour or so”. “Why, what will you do for an hour?” her friend asked, Sansa replied “I have some important work to finish” as a smile crept across her face. Margaery said “You better tell me all about this important work, once you come to the coffee shop”, Sansa smiled and nodded yes. Her friend finally left and Sansa quickly walked to the ladies room. All the girls had already left as it was 6PM already. She quickly texted Petyr “Come fast, I’m waiting.” He replied “I’m coming”.

She waited nervously as she started thinking about what they were about to do right in the university. It was very difficult for them to find a place to get intimate and they were making do with hotel, cars, parking lots till now. Petyr finally came and she checked to make sure nobody was watching, held his hand and quickly walked into the ladies room. She bolted the door behind her as he started kissing her mouth, sucking on her lips, while his hands went inside her top pretty quickly, squeezing her perky tits. He lifted her and made her sit on the counter, continuing to kiss her, as he slid his tongue down her throat letting her suck on it. Her fingers were in his hair by now, tugging at it. He ran his hands all over her back, feeling her bra, running his fingers along its outline, pressing her closer to his face and biting her lips pretty hard.

A soft moan left her mouth as she didn’t want to be heard, she unbuttoned his clothes and took it off, running her fingers over his hairy chest, pulling him closer and scratching his back with her long nails. “I want you so bad”, he said, she moaned “I want you more than you want me”. He hiked up her top all the way up to her neck, unhooked her bra and started pressing her breasts together and squeezing them together. A gasp left her mouth as he started sucking on her nipples, he was biting her taut nipples between his front teeth, hurting her, giving her pain and pleasure in equal measure. She pulled his face down harder onto her breasts, making him bury it between them, allowing him to devour her milky white, pinkish nipple breasts.

Sansa reached out for his jeans and unbuttoned him, she could feel the hardness already growing inside his boxers. She put her hand on his boxers and started rubbing his hardness, making him go crazy as he continued sucking her breasts, licking them, biting them, squeezing them hard, pinching and twirling her nipples when he wasn’t biting and sucking on them. “Oh Petyr! You’re pretty hard, what shall I do with this” she whispered in his ears as she continued rubbing his cock over the boxers. “Do whatever you want, it’s all yours for the taking” he replied as he continued sucking on her nipples, moving down to lick her navel, then up again to her nipples, kissing her neck and licking it, biting her ears. “You have to stop this and do as I say then” she whispered. “I don’t want to” he replied, “Trust me, you’ll love it” she said. He then stopped and looked up at her eyes, pulled her face closer and kissed her deeply with pure lust and passion.

She got down from the counter, she was wearing stilettos with her tight blue jeans, she took his hand and pushed him to the wall, made him stand there. Sansa got down on her knees, trying to pull her hair from disturbing her as she pulled down his jeans and started rubbing his cock over his boxers.  Petyr threw his head back in delight as he held her head, pushing her face closer to his crotch. She then pulled down his boxers getting her look at his thick cock, waiting for her to use it. She held it in her hands and started stroking it as she looked up into his eyes with that naughty yet innocent look she could kill with. The look in her eyes was killing him softly and he couldn’t wait for what she’d do next. She finally licked his entire shaft from the base to the dickhead in a long stroke. “Oh Sansa, you’re so good at this” he cried out as she continued licking his shaft, playing with his balls.

His eyes were closed and he started moaning as she continued licking his cock, then suddenly she took it in her mouth, all the way in. He was pretty thick and big, so she had to take him pretty deep down her throat, almost hitting her tonsils. He moaned out pretty loud as she sucked on his cock while still in her mouth, slowly taking it out. She licked the pre-cum off of his dickhead and took it back in, this time hitting her cheeks hard with it. She loved how he could fill her mouth up every time, giving her immense pleasure just with his cock in her mouth. She slurped on his cock as she continued sucking on it, making it hit her cheeks, her throat, reach every corner of her mouth, filling it up as she devoured it like a kid eating candy. She pulled it out this time and let it hit her cheeks from the outside, the pre-cum sticking to her cheeks. Petyr was unable to control moaning as she continued playing with his cock, pushing him to the edge.

Sansa could sense he was ready to cum and suddenly stopped touching his cock, he opened his eyes and asked her “What happened, why did you stop?” “Not so quickly, I want you for more tim, all to my mouth”, she said as she could watch his hardness reduce slightly with each passing second it wasn’t being touched by her. She let it grow a bit softer and then again took it in her hands, starting to stroke it again. She repeated the whole cycle of licking his shaft, playing with his balls, then taking it inside her mouth and making it hit her cheeks and throat hard. Slurping on it like a popsicle, she continued sucking and licking on it, tickling his balls as he could feel the pressure building up inside them. She started sucking him harder, pulling it and making it hit her cheeks harder as she looked up into his eyes and asked innocently “How do you like my cock sucking skills Petyr? Do you think I’m decent at this?” He could only manage a weak response “You’re fucking great at it” as he continued to moan. She continued sucking him and finally the pressure was too much for him to handle as he blew his thick warm seed all over her tongue, some of it hitting her lips.

Sansa accepted it gleefully as she let the cum linger on her tongue, showing it to him, letting it mix with her saliva before swallowing it all. Just the way she showed it to him before swallowing it all drove Petyr crazy. He pulled her up and kissed her mouth hard, sucking on her tongue, getting a taste of the lingering cum in her mouth. “You were right, I fucking loved it, now it’s my turn” he whispered into her ears. “Your turn to do what?” she asked as he made her sit on the counter again. He unbuttoned her jeans and pulled it down all the way to her ankles. She spread her legs as he got a good look at her panty, the wet patches clearly visible on it. He took her top and bra off and threw them down on the floor, sucking on her nipples, licking them, biting them as he rubbed her clit over her panty, building up the heat inside her. He continued rubbing and pressing her clit for a while, his mouth working overtime on her nipples, making her go crazy. Her head was thrown back and she was moaning non-stop “Oh Petyr, I love how you make me feel, you make me feel so sexy and loved. Please always fuck me just like this”.

He finally pulled her panty down to her ankles and started rubbing her clit, finding her pussy lips, rubbing them hard as the wetness continued to build between her legs. He licked her navel and moved further down, licking her inner thighs, sucking on them, biting them as her body was now shivering in continues waves of pleasure. Petyr loved how her body responded to his every touch, his every kiss as he continued kissing and biting her inner thighs. His mouth finally made it’s way to her pussy and he spread her pussy lips with one hand as he inserted his tongue inside her. Sansa felt a surge of current run down her back as his tongue touched her pussy, he started licking her pussy in long strokes, rubbing it, pressing it as the waves of pleasure swept her whole body one after the other. He also inserted his thumb inside her pussy and touched her insides, pulling it out and then sticking his tongue back in, softly fucking her pussy with it,  her body thrusting itself up into his mouth, making him go harder at her pussy. Sansa was dripping wet by now and she ached now for Petyr’s cock inside her. He was clearly not ready to fuck her yet as he was deeply engrossed in the battle between his tongue and her pussy.

Sansa realized he would keep going if she didn’t stop and cried out “Enough Petyr, I want you inside me, I want you to touch my insides just the way you can, please fuck me!!” He lifted his face from her pussy and said “Already, don’t you want more of my tongue skills” and winked. She cried out “Please fuck me already, you’ve tortured me enough”. He smiled and decided to not upset her too much. His cock had enough rest by now and was back to its hard self waiting to explore her pussy. Sansa took his cock in her hands and stroked it, to make it harder and hungrier for her. After some stroking his cock was fully ready and so was he to get inside her. He lifted Sansa in his arms and made her wrap her legs around his waist. He carried her to the wall and pinned her back, sucking on her nipples, biting them, getting her more aroused than ever, his cock rubbing against her pussy, but not inside of her yet.  He continued teasing her pussy, rubbing his cock against its entrance, making it wetter and welcoming for his hardness. He kissed her mouth, sucking on her lips deliberately as he thrusted his way into her.

Sansa let out a gasp as he thrusted all the way into her, his balls now touching her pussy lips. He stayed there without moving as Sansa dug her nails into his back, his cock stretching her tight pussy to its limits. He slowly pulled out as her eyes were half closed, her mouth agape in pleasure, his cock almost pulled out fully. He then thrusted harder and all the way in one stroke, her body shivering in pleasure to the friction he was causing inside of her. Sansa put her hands on his butt and pulled him deeper into her as he started thrusting deep inside her in long, deliberate strokes. Her eyes were now fully closed and her mouth fully open as pleasure filled every inch of her naked body. Her nails were digging deep into his back as he started pounding her pussy hard, lifting her up every now and then, propping her up against the wall so he could fuck her as hard as he wanted to.

Sansa was tugging at his hair, pushing his butt onto her, spreading her legs as wide as she could, allowing him to go deep inside her, to hit every corner of her pussy, making her moan and whimper every time he touched a previously untouched corner of her. He stopped the long strokes and now started short fast thrusting, hitting her as deep as he could, touching her so deep and profoundly as she could sense the climax building up. Petyr also could sense that he could not hold on much longer, so he started thrusting really hard, she was looking into his eyes, as he continued fucking her. She cried into his ears “I’m going to cum” and with those magic words, he started pounding her real hard, causing the pressure inside his balls to become almost unbearable. He cried out “I am also ready, let’s cum” and let go of jets of his seed deep inside her pussy as waves of mini orgasms washed up Sansa entirely, her body shivering, her moans unstoppable. Petyr kissed her mouth hard, biting her lips, sucking on her tongue as he let go off the last drops inside her. Sansa slowly climbed down, still in a daze continuing to kiss him. “I think this is my new favourite spot in the entire university” he whispered into her ears and winked as he continued kissing her.

[smaragaide]

If GRRM were to ever publish The Winds of Winter, I think the fandom would come alive again. The show got me into GOT and reading the books, but since S5-7 literally ruined the show for me and dishonored some of the best characters, I wouldn't be surprised if many fans slipped away or like me waiting for the rest of the books that will probably never be released.

George is too focused on HOTD and all his side projects. Sadly, I think the show ending IS the ending he had planned but all the backlash for how shitty it was might have thrown him to rewrite a lot or he just doesn't care anymore.

Is like anyone here alive ? I miss the fandom when they were much more active 🥹❤️still a creepyshipper

[taihua]

*prompt 45 for peifeng, sorry, not 35

45. --without a motive.

"You know, when you said you were hosting, I was under the impression that there would be other people here too."

When Pei Ming laughs, his eyebrow raises, the kind of gesture that women probably find boyishly charming. He finishes pouring the glass of wine and passes it to Feng Xin, who is seated next to him at the table. It's a pretty little scene within the precinct of Ming Guang Palace, filled with drifting petals and warbling songbirds, which makes Feng Xin all the more suspicious.

"Are you disappointed, General?" Pei Ming answers. "Please, try the wine if you're in need of consolation."

Feng Xin's brow furrows, but he picks up the cup and knocks the liquid back. It burns in his throat, but the aroma is fragrant, and sweetness lingers on his tongue.

"How did you find it?" Pei Ming presses. His words are followed by a strange gesture--his fingers reach out, and he tilts Feng Xin's chin upwards.

"Um," Feng Xin says. "Drinkable?"

"Good," Pei Ming declares. "Just as wine should be."

When he leans in to press a kiss to Feng Xin's lips, Feng Xin is too stunned to move. The kiss is even fleeting enough that for a second, he doubts it was real. Maybe this is cursed wine--Old Pei mixing up the ones he shares with friends and the ones he shares with conquests.

Pei Ming folds his sleeves before filling his own cup of wine, carrying on without concern for Feng Xin's wide eyes and flushed face. "How is the south lately? Fewer tiger attacks than we have in the north, I reckon?"

... Maybe this is just how business runs in his palace?

[lady-alayne]

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[ryusaidate]

sorry if this is a stupid question/request but is your saito au design just the Coat™ but open?? im v dumb and can't tell if more has been added, it's such a sleek design choice. effective in the message. but if there's anything you wanna show off from it specifically i'd love to see like a reference sheet for it? does this question make sense im not an artist sorry D: DESIGN GOOD, are there additions to it that we haven't seen ?

AH NO HI YES i was actually thinking about making a post like this thank you for giving me an excuse! i drew outfit sketches of Saito and Date a while ago but if i look at my own art that's any older than 2 months i explode into shrapnel so i've been meaning to redo them

...may have spent slightly longer drawing this than i originally meant to!

if you don't get reason 3 on the coat, check out this post it is a dear friend to me. but the basics is that inverted triangles in silhouettes read powerful but unstable and imposing so they're used in designs for villains a lot (this is why a lot of people's reaction to seeing Pewter for the first time is "Oh this guy is definitely evil" it's because the lab coat is like. comedically villain-shaped. (if i drew Pewter more than once a year i'd give him a new coat post anni))

i like the collar. when i'm drawing Saito in other bodies i like to add one random incongruous detail like b-set's hair color (this was the entire reasoning behind the loose tie on my Ryuki!Saito design) and i know for Date the eyes probably count for that but that's lame so my one detail for Saito in Date's body on reso route is the open collar. it's a fun shape.

what was i talking about. oh right. ummm. yeah! hope this helps anon :)

[fortune-maiden]

Random TGCF thought of the day

I previously joked that SWD would have absolutely supported PX’s shady side business and/or handled it for him but currently toying with the idea that he was aware/involved to some degree and that making SQX being the one to ultimately bust PX extra ironic (and also not a coincidence that he was away when it all went down)

[canayams-art]

Thinking about qianxiu and jinglian in the same room together is so funny to me cos on one hand lang qianqiu and xiahou lian would be the most deranged friends while pei xiu and xie jinglan are just there like Game Recognizes Game.

[sunriseverse]

it’s so funny to see my old posts when someone likes them and i go to check and they’re like “well i’m a px enthusiast BUT…….” like best beloved. i’m taking you by the shoulders and staring to the left of your ear. you have a big storm coming.

[stardriveskickstart]

Parahuman Space

While Stardrives is complete, I'm not done with TTRPG writing yet. I've been working on the @para-imperium setting for over a decade now and I'm almost ready to launch a complete RPG based on the Cepheus System derived from Mongoose's Traveller (but more open).

Parahuman Space is a furry setting, yes, of the genetically modified variety. It covers over 2,000 years, but the RPG will be focused on the period after the collapse of the big interstellar empire. When newly independent planets and systems are busy scavenging the wreckage.

Players will primarily be salvage crews venturing into hazardous ruined spaceships and stations. Braving haywire security systems, leaks of corrosive chemicals, and the dreaded Kessler Syndrome to retrieve valuable technology.

In other words, dungeon delving.

At present I am about halfway done drafting the rulebook, drawn heavily from the Cepheus System Reference Document that can be read online here. Once I'm finished and I have interior artists lined up I was hoping to bring it to Kickstarter.

Below is the setting's history, as written for the rulebook.

Timeline:

Most calendars in Parahuman Space are oriented around the launch of the first parahuman-built starship as the start of the exodus from the clade’s system of origin, Sol. On the Georgian calendar the year 0 Post Exodus (PX) would be in the early 22nd century AD. So the Federation would be founded in the 32nd century AD and collapse in the 45th century, or roughly the year 4600 AD.

-40 Before Exodus: Creation of parahumans. -24 BX: Parahumans emancipated and corporations that enslaved them dissolved. -17 BX: Events of The Pride of Parahumans. 0 Post Exodus: First Seedship, the Traveller, launched. 4 PX: Pallas launches second seedship. 10 PX: Earth destroyed by relativistic projectile, origin unknown. 14 PX: Second Pallene seedship is caught by berserker probes that destroyed Sol.  Crew commit suicide first. 45 PX: Traveller lands on a planet orbiting Alpha Centauri A, creatively named "Secland." 48 PX: Vestan ship lands on opposite hemisphere from the Traveller.

115 PX: Ship from Ceres arrives at Epsilon Eridani to find a lifeless system. Instead of terraforming the new corporate government opts to build artificial habitats in the asteroid belts and beneath the surfaces of planets.

124 PX: A second Vestan ship discovers a garden world orbiting Tau Ceti. The crew decide to eschew technology after printing enough colonists in fear of Sol’s Destroyers.

150 PX: Sleeper ship carrying 1500 humans from Sol arrives over Secland. After an abortive attempt at invasion the survivors gradually integrate into Pallene society. 500 PX: Cold war between nations on Secland ends with the completion of terraforming.  Biological weapons leave New Pallas the sole nation standing. 950 PX: New Pallas contacts Tau Ceti thanks to the newly developed conversion drive. Triggering political restructuring among the natives resulting in the kingdom of Schwarswelt under King Hideo Fink.

1060 PX: Stable wormholes large enough to move a spaceship through are produced and launched from Proxima Centauri to Tau Ceti and Epsilon Eridani. 1100 PX: Alpha Centauri, Tau Ceti, and Epsilon Eridani form the Federation.

1150 PX: Centauri Grand Mayor Selkd de Argentum assassinated by Cetan partisans and succeeded by his more aggressive sister Lirdrill.

1200 PX: The Federation centralizes power in the office of the Praetor, first held by Lirdrill de Argentum.

1205 PX: The Outworld memetic quarantine and contingency program is established, forcibly relocating ideological dissidents to frontier worlds with limited technology.

1500 PX: After extensive lobbying by Centauran merchant houses and the Eridani Company, Federation Senate votes to allow limited trade with Outworlds, which now compose roughly half of all colonized planets.

1846 PX: Kershkans, the first extant xenosophont species, discovered. 1903 PX: Contact established with Kershkans. 2300 PX: Federal Guard destroys Sol with strangelet bomb, inducing a nova. Evacuation of Core Worlds begins. 2304 PX: Wormhole gates at Alpha Centauri collapsed ahead of the nova's radiation. The capital cut off, the Federation quickly begins to fragment. 2345 PX: The Emissary-Governor of the Tiere System, wracked by tensions between earlier colonists and new refugees, disables all nanotech in the system in an attempt to reassert control. He is lynched by an angry mob within weeks. 2590 PX: The self-proclaimed Imperator Ronkal launches Project Paladin, sending ships with new reactionless drives and augmentation suites to neighboring systems. 2600 PX: A Ronkalli ship reaches the Tiere System, only for interplanetary debris to kill the entire crew. The ship AI forcibly augments a crew of scavengers who come looking.

The Origin of Species:

The first parahumans were engineered from a blend of human and animal genes and bioprinted in corporate labs in high Terran orbit. They were designed to fill roles in asteroid mining that were too complex for robots but too dangerous to risk human life for. It took less than a decade for rebellions and strikes to start.

Fortunately, the parahumans found many allies on Terra and after the revolutionaries on Ceres worked out a treaty to maintain the flow of resources back to Terra they were essentially left to themselves. With their new freedom came disagreements over how to govern themselves. The guilds on Vesta formed a form of anarcho-capitalist feudalism regulated by the cloning guild that held the early parahumans’ sole means of reproduction. But then a Vestan scientist, a silver fox named Argentum, discovered a simple gene therapy to remove the genetic sterility imposed by their creators and their followers formed a breakaway colony on Pallas.

The Vestan guilds could not tolerate this loss of control and war almost broke out between the two asteroids. Luckily they found an alternative means of proving the superiority of their respective systems of governance. A space race. Exploration of other star systems had been proposed many times but there had been little interest with the abundance of resources right there in Sol system. But with the new nanofabricators it was possible for even a small asteroid outpost to construct an Orion-style starship with a small crew and the fabricators to print out an entire new colony, colonists included.

They couldn’t have timed the launch better. Just ten years after the first starship, the Traveller,was launched from Pallas towards Alpha Centauri, it received a frantic message from Sol:

“This is an automated beacon broadcasting what may well be the last message ever sent by the human race. Five years ago, our homeworld, Terra was struck by a 50-ton projectile traveling at 90% of the speed of light. The debris took out most of our habitats in Earth’s orbit, a few million of us survived elsewhere in the solar system. Then the rest of the invasion force arrived. Machines, vast machines kilometers in length that home in on any sources of radio transmissions, and annihilate them. We pray they are not intelligent and are simply weapons fired by a xenophobic alien race. But they’ve almost completed their work, we estimate that there’s only a couple hundred of us left in the system. We’re sending this message in hopes that there is someone out there who can hear it and beware. This universe is more hostile than we thought. They attack radio transmitters, dismantle whatever devices you are listening to this on before they find you.”

In total, five starships were far enough out to heed this warning. The Traveller, a Vestan ship also headed for Alpha Centauri, a second Vestan ship on course for Tau Ceti, a craft launched from Ceres to Epsilon Eridani, and the largest but slowest ship, a sleeper ark from Terra to Alpha Centauri.

Alpha Centauri: Sol’s Nearest Neighbors

Around Alpha Centauri A the Traveller found a Terra-sized rocky planet that had long been scoured of life by stellar storms from the trinary stars nearby. It was determined that this little rock could be reanimated with comparatively little effort and the crew made immediate plans to colonize and terraform the planet which they named “SecLand” (the landing on Pallas being the first land).

Just three years after the Traveller’s arrival, they were followed by their Vestan rival. Considering the horror they’d experienced since Sol’s last transmission they decided to set their differences aside and work together on terraforming SecLand, albeit from opposite hemispheres. This detente was strained at times, but the first real threat to world peace didn’t come until 150 years PX, when the ark carrying the last of unaltered humanity arrived.

By the time the sleeper ark arrived SecLand had a population of several thousand, the ark carried a mere 1500 passengers but over half were soldiers who’d entered stasis with orders to make sure that the first exosolar foothold of humanity was human, not parahuman. Or at least that was the plan, when word of what happened to their homeworld got out there was a mutiny and the victors immediately surrendered to the parahuman colonists, with most passengers integrating into the Republic of New Pallas. These newcomers brought a wide range of skills and knowledge, living knowledge, to a planet whose inhabitants up until then had primarily only known life inside their half-built habitat structures. The humans emigrated nearly equally to both colonies, over the centuries they interbred with the parahumans, with the net result being that many SecLanders have less fur or their facial features are closer to human than many further colonies. Today pure-bred humans, and parahumans (excepting uplifts), are miniscule minorities on SecLand with only a couple million individuals. The average SecLander resembles a blend of at least half a dozen species of Terragen origin.

For centuries the two colonies lived in relative peace, New Pallas breeding like rabbits while the Vestans cloned new citizens in bulk. But when the terraforming of SecLand had reached the point where colonists could breathe the atmosphere tensions re-established themselves between the two old enemies. With terraforming nearing completion some wondered what use New Pallas could have for the Vestans, on both continents. To that end the Vestans began to covertly build weapons in their Arcologies while New Pallas shifted their orbital satellites slightly. It all came to a head when the Vestans concealed a lethal virus in food shipments sent from their farms to the cities of New Pallas, thousands died in the months that followed. By the time the New Pallas government realized what had been done every Vestan arcology had unveiled surface-to-orbit mass drivers that could shoot down their enemy’s satellites. Even then, many arcologies were leveled by orbital strikes. Then the land battles began. The cybernetically augmented citizen-soldiers of New Pallas facing off against the bioprinted legions of the Vestans. The fighting raged on for months, then abruptly, it ceased less than a year after the war had begun. You see, the Vestans had underestimated New Pallas’s skill with biotechnology, crafting a virus that could be deadly to all the diverse inhabitants of the Republic had been difficult, but a dirty little secret of many 21st century regimes were the techniques to engineer a virus that had disastrous effects when it interacted with a specific gene or genes. And the Society for the Preservation of Parahuman Species had only used a couple genotypes for their army, and even fewer for their ruling priest-scientists. Once the virus had been grown any Vestan unit that came into contact with the enemy was dead within a week, in a month the ruling class had been reduced to a few paranoid individuals who had sealed themselves in hermetic bunkers. Specialized by repeated cloning into an effective caste system, and their soldier castes suddenly extinct, the surviving Vestan arcologies found themselves helpless against New Pallas occupation forces.

The medical advances achieved fighting the bioweapons led to the development of leukosynths, symbiotic microbots that could fight off nearly all microbes and repair the body at an accelerated rate. Even fighting off the advances of aging. When this “immortality” was proven to the public they clamored for the government to subsidize their deployment to the masses. Within the century 90% of New Pallas’ population enjoyed the benefits of leukosynths.

Among this chaos a new power emerged in the Pallene cities and settlements. Families all over the planet started giving birth to silver fox kits, reminiscent of their colony’s nearly-deified founder, Argentum. Some religious leaders saw this as a sign and exalted these silver foxes, propelling many into high positions in politics. The cynical suggested that the parents had modified their children’s genes in-utero, but after the plagues many people were desperate and willing to believe anything. Most of them were actually descendants of Argentum’s, but their progeny numbered in the hundreds of thousands by that point anyways.

An unintentional side effect of this bit of social engineering was a renewed interest in their origins out in the depths of space. And despite the terrors they knew awaited them they couldn’t help but wonder if any other colony ships had made it…

Epsilon Eridani

Ceres, the largest asteroid in Sol’s asteroid belt, was the main off-world base of operations for the corporation that created the first parahumans. During the revolution parahumans took over the local branch offices and largely continued to operate along the same lines. Their participation in the exosolar space race was almost an afterthought, an attempt at remaining relevant compared to the other two major asteroid civilizations in Sol system.

Upon arrival in the Epsilon Eridani system they found even fewer viable prospects for terraforming than those in Alpha Centauri. Instead, they opted to construct enclosed habitats in the system’s asteroid belts and under the surface of the larger rocky planets. Like on Ceres the colonists retained the corporate style of government that had served their forebears fairly well.

After about a century of this arrangement dissatisfaction among the lower ranking employees spread towards the shareholding class. A bloody revolution followed, after which the revolutionaries distributed the seized shares in the Eridani Company equally among the employees, granting everyone a vote in company elections and a share of the profits. Roughly a generation later a group of managers started buying up shares from others.

The third such regime made contact with a probe from New Pallas, trade began almost immediately.

Tau Ceti

The second Vestan colony ship took over a century to reach its destination, the star Tau Ceti. Along the way two generations of crew were decanted from the ship’s bioprinters to replace their predecessors. While the final crew were genetically identical to those who had set out from Vesta their commitment to the ideology of the Society for the Preservation of Parahuman Species had wavered, and with the news of Terra’s destruction some suggested that perhaps the best way to avoid sharing that world’s fate would be to lose their advanced technology.

That would require them to give up cloning as a means of reproduction, however they were unwilling to allow reckless crossing of genelines so they added genetic markers to prevent different phenotypes from interbreeding. Fortunately, unlike the other colony ships they discovered a lush world that wasn’t too hostile to Terran life which they named Schwarzwelt after the dark colors of the local chlorophyll analogue. They then settled each “species” into different “clans” in different regions of the planet. The clans grew in population rapidly, bumping up against the borders designated at founding in less than a century. War broke out.

Clans rallied behind charismatic warrior-nobles and weaker clans swore oaths of fealty to stronger ones to save their own skins. These wars continued until contact with the first probe from the Centauri system, realizing that there was another civilization out there and that they were capable of interstellar travel the clan heads held a council to decide what to do about it. The majority ruled that they needed a single man to represent their world when the outsiders came in person, they elected King Hideo Fink of the feline clan as the official ruler of Tau Ceti.

Birth of the Federation

While the first manned starships with conversion drives were still traveling to their neighbors, scientists at a research base orbiting Proxima Centauri, the small red dwarf star that barely qualified as the third star of the Alpha Centauri system, made a breakthrough. Using a newly discovered form of exotic matter a wormhole could be pulled from the quantum foam of the universe and held open indefinitely. Once they successfully sent a laser through a pinprick-sized wormhole from Proxima to Secland, the New Pallas senate approved funding for the production of wormholes large enough to send materials through.

A very expensive experiment proved that wormholes larger in diameter than a micrometer could be catastrophically destabilized by proximity to large gravity wells. It was decided that no traversable wormhole could be placed closer to a star than the Oort Cloud, but even then the potential for shortening an interstellar voyage from decades to months was too exciting. Proxima Centauri was enclosed in a small Dyson sphere dedicated solely to producing the exotic matter for wormholes and just over a century after contact the first interstellar traversable wormhole between Proxima Centauri and Tau Ceti was ready, Epsilon Eridani followed suit. Commerce and communication between the three systems exploded, and conflict with them.

While interstellar war didn’t break out, there were many in both Tau Ceti and Epsilon Eridani who suspected that New Pallas intended to invade them through their wormholes. Before long both planetary governments were dealing with armed insurrections. New Pallas was all too glad to provide advanced weaponry and vehicles, especially on Schwarzwelt where the military was decentralized and entire clans or houses were rebelling. Eventually Pallene troops and warships were stationed in the two systems to defend Pallene interests.

Seeing tensions rise Grand Mayor Selkd de Argentum came up with an ingenious solution, an interstellar government composed of representatives from all three star systems, as well as any new systems that would be colonized in the future. That way, everyone could theoretically have a say in interstellar politics. While visiting Schwarzwelt in 1150 to promote his vision, Selkd was assassinated by a sniper.

Selkd was succeeded by his sister, Lirdrill, who ordered the sniper’s family estates leveled by orbital bombardment as an example to the others. The ruling houses of other clans that had rebelled were rounded up and stripped of their noble ranks, then imprisoned in stasis banks. She continued her brother’s vision of a united parahuman government, but centralized around Alpha Centauri and the office of the Praetor, which would be held by her house.

Wormholes took a lot of time and resources to set up while probes were reporting back dozens of exoplanets that were inhabitable or easily terraformed, so the senate on New Pallas had been debating whether to launch colony fleets before or after traversable wormholes arrived at the potential colonies. As Lirdrill solidified the Federation, she made an executive decision. Wormholes would be spaced anywhere from 20 to 50 light-years apart, depending on resources and stellar density, and the stars between them would be reachable only by ships traveling at 80% of the speed of light or slower. Since leukosynths and cryo-stasis had become mature technologies by then the decades of travel were deemed acceptable.

Even then, there was some trouble finding enough volunteers to fill the colony ships that were being built. After a few suggestions of using rebels as indentured labor the Memetic Quarantine and Contingency program was established. The thousands of rebels held in stasis were to be shipped off to marginally inhabitable “Outworlds” light-decades from the nearest wormhole, and to make sure they didn’t draw too much attention, without any technology more advanced than the most basic steam engines. It was hoped that eventually they’d become “civilized” and submit to the Federation, or die off.

But, there was a secondary purpose to the program. The machines that had destroyed Terra were still out there, and if the Destroyers were to notice the Federation growing under their noses, perhaps they’d overlook those small Outworlds without radio.

The Traders

With the vast distances between most inhabited systems trade opportunities were limited. Most star systems had enough raw materials locally that shipping them from another star without a wormhole was simply not cost-effective. While nanofabrication meant that most manufactured goods could be produced in a small warehouse, if not a garage. For the first few centuries of expansion the only goods that were worth shipping interstellar were in the form of digital data, and most of that could be handled by laser transmissions, and the occasional courier.

Just over two centuries after the Federation was established, a courier ship operated by a branch of House Argentum decided to stop off at an Outworld. The captain decided to land a shuttle near one city-state established by the unwilling colonists to see what they were up to.

The locals were wowed by the great flying machine and the crew, having forgotten their origins already. They offered tribute to the visiting immortals, foodstuffs, sculptures, and textiles. The crew decided to take some of the tributes with them, leaving some inconsequential trinkets of Federation technology which were quickly replaced by their on-board fabricators.

When the courier next made port at a Federation starbase they showed off the unique goods they’d acquired, many of which were purchased at exorbitant prices by bored oligarchs. The Outworld’s inhabitants were rapidly diverging culturally from their forebears, far faster than the leukosynth-using worlds of the Federation. Those simple couriers had found something valuable to the nearly post-scarcity Federation, novelty.

Many houses and companies commissioned their own Outworld trade freighters while the senate debated whether it was even legal to trade with the “barbarians.” Eventually it was determined that trade would be allowed; but no weapons, vehicles, communications, or nanotechnology were to be given to Outworlders. Small starships with industrial nanofabricators would set up shop over Outworlds for years at a time, fabbing trinkets made from space-age alloys and exchanging them for cloth made with alien fibers. Many of these traders became fabulously wealthy during the next few centuries as the Federation expanded outwards and established more and more Outworlds.

It was fun while it lasted.

The Return of the Destroyers

The Destroyers responsible for Terra’s demise had made occasional appearances in the next two millennia. Zeroing in on sources of radio transmissions with relativistic projectiles followed by hunter-seeker probes that would scour the surrounding system of life. But it seemed they hadn’t noticed, or didn’t care about the Federation at large.

Then astronomers in the Federal core noticed something. Sol, Terra’s sun, was dimming. A few disposable probes sent back horrific images, a Dyson sphere, and it was almost complete. With the energy of Sol the Destroyers could incinerate the core worlds at the speed of light! A secret panel of the senate met with the Praetor to decide what to do about this unthinkable prospect.

The Federal Guard’s fleets were assembled at Proxima Centauri and dispatched for Sol. Never before had Federation technology been tested against the Destroyers, and no one wanted to underestimate them, so the fleet was loaded with the most advanced weaponry they could muster.

It wasn’t enough.

Quantum ansible transmissions reported massive ships that maneuvered without visible reactions and accelerated to impossible speeds in seconds. The Federal Guard was slaughtered in short order, but before they died one ship managed to launch an experimental superweapon at Sol itself.

A strangelet bomb, filled with the same strange matter that converted baryonic matter into antimatter in conversion drives, with catalysts for self-replication. They spread across the star in a matter of days, triggering a series of detonations that tore the star and the incomplete Dyson sphere apart.

When word came that they had a potential nova carrying strangelets in their neighborhood the Federation’s elites abandoned the core worlds en masse. Fleeing through the wormholes at top speed. As the secret mission to Sol and its destructive results leaked everyone who could afford a ship followed suit, departing for distant worlds that they hoped could bring salvation.

Then, just before the nova’s wavefront reached Proxima, the wormhole network was collapsed to prevent it from spreading to the far colonies.

The Collapse

Every star system that had a direct link to the wormhole network found itself swarmed by refugees from the Core. The remnants of the Federal Guard struggled to maintain order as refugees clashed with natives. Many refugee fleets were forced to leave for other systems that were less sparsely populated, a few even attempted to invade Outworlds. Other fleets became nomads, passing through inhabited systems without slowing down and trading for or extorting supplies as they passed.

As unrest reached critical levels many governors activated failsafe programs embedded in every Federation citizen’s leukosynth implants, rendering the star system’s entire population mortal. Most such governors were torn apart by angry mobs. On other worlds the population voluntarily gave up advanced technology in hopes of hiding from the Destroyers.

Three hundred years later the dust has mostly settled. Few star systems are politically united, with individual planets and megastructures using everything from wooden carts to gravity-manipulating starships. The Federation is ancient history, and its technology treasure waiting to be discovered.

[existentialfantasy]

Illicit Lessons

Part 1: Clarifying Doubts

Sansa wasn’t sure if she should do what she was about to do. There were plenty of reasons why it was so wrong, but then again she always gravitated to wrong more often than right. The attraction was almost instant, the first time Petyr taught their class. She knew he eyed her more than once, but she also knew he wouldn’t make a move as it involved his job and reputation. She slowly started approaching him after class, as if she needed clarification on some topics, but she couldn’t make much progress.

He always seemed to talk to the point and end it there. She found out he had a girlfriend and he seemed the sincere type, so it would take a lot for her to get what she wanted. She started paying more attention to what she was wearing, more crop tops and short skirts to tease him. She knew he couldn’t resist ogling at her and that was progress in a way. She finally managed to get his number and texted him.

“How are you sir? Hope you don’t mind me texting you, if I have any doubts” she texted him.

“Who is this? I’m sorry, I don’t have your number” he replied a while later.

“It’s Sansa from your psychology class. I got your number from Professor Tarly. I thought I could text you in case I have any doubts while studying, hope you don’t mind” she decided to test the waters.

“I’m not always online, but I’ll try to answer as best as I can” Petyr replied.

“Thank you so much sir” she replied and immediately changed her display picture to a sexy black number she wore on one of her night outs. She knew any man would drool just at the look of her ass as she turned around slightly and gave that seductive smile of hers. She knew if he was paying any attention, he would be hooked.

She started forwarding jokes and memes to him, he always read them but would never respond. She was texting him her doubts, he would just answer her questions and avoid any small talk. She noticed a slight change in him at the university though, she noticed him giving a slight smile whenever he saw her.

She decided to kick the teasing up a notch and sent him a couple of her clubbing outfit pictures. “Going on a date with a slightly older guy, can you please help me decide what he might like? I’m a little nervous sir”.

“I don’t know what his tastes are, how can I help you? :)” he replied.

“Fair enough, if you were going on a date with me. What would you have picked?”, she didn’t see any point in holding back. She knew it could back fire badly, but she decided to go for it.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally replied “I think I’d love that red dress more”.

“Why do you love it more than the blue one?” she wasn’t going to let him go easy.

“I just feel it suits your complexion more” he replied.

“Thank you sir, helps me a lot. As it is, I’m pretty confused about most things” she decided to not take it too further then.

“Sir, I have a lot of doubts, are you going to be in the university tomorrow? I know it’s a second Saturday and all” she texted him Friday night, hoping she could catch him alone.

“Yes, I have some work to finish, I’ll be at my office. You can come over” he replied, all business like.

She wore a really sexy crop top, showing off as much midriff as she possibly could, paired it with a mini skirt and high heels. She knew he wouldn’t be able to stop ogling, no matter how much he tried. She topped it off with bright red lipstick, accentuating her luscious lips, she knew Petyr wouldn’t be able to resist them for too long.

“May I come in sir?” she knocked on his office door and slightly opened it.

“Yes, come in” he replied, his head buried in a lot of paperwork. He was grading papers.

“I hope I’m not disturbing you sir, I just had a lot of doubts I wanted to clarify before the exams” she was making excuses.

“Take a seat” he replied, his face still buried in the papers.

He finally got around to looking at her and she noticed a look of amazement on his face. She instantly knew she had him. But he was a professional, so he quickly corrected himself and was business like again.

“There he goes again, he’s really going to make me work for this” Sansa thought to herself.

“Let’s get started sir, if you don’t mind” she pulled a chair and sat next to him, opening the book and turning to a chapter, moving closer to him, letting him smell the perfume on her body. She was turning the pages and asking questions, her hands touching his, her breasts coming close to his hand as she bent over the desk discussing topics.

She knew he was finding it extremely difficult to control himself, as he was stuttering in replying and was averting her eyes. She was quite enjoying it and decided to go for the kill.

“Are you single sir?” she asked him.

He took a few seconds to process it and finally replied “No, I have a girlfriend”.

“Don’t you find it hard, teaching so many pretty young women and still resisting the urge”, she was taking sweet revenge for all the hoops she had to jump through for this moment.

“What urge are you talking about?” he was trying to sound cool, but it wasn’t working.

“The urge you’ve been resisting for the last few minutes, the urge to fuck my brains out”, she wasn’t holding back after coming so far.

“I don’t have any such urges” he sounded agitated.

“Don’t worry sir, nobody has to know. You can have your way with me, it’ll be our little secret”, she took his hand and made him cup her breast with it.

He was a little shocked, but it felt too good to let it go. Before he knew what was going on, he was lifting her up and making her sit on his desk. She pulled him close and planted her lips on his, the longing finally ending as she finally had him right where she wanted. He wasn’t holding back anymore, sticking his tongue down her throat as she wrapped her legs around him. His hands were running all over her back as she lifted her arms, letting him take the crop top off.

“Don’t worry sir, I locked the door behind me. Nobody will disturb us” she whispered in his ears as he continued kissing her passionately.

” I’ve always controlled myself, but I couldn’t when it came to you. You’re just too sexy and I wanted you for myself ever since I noticed you in class” he told her as he sucked her lower lip non stop.

“Fuck me hard sir! Fuck me like I’m your girlfriend, own me sir” she whispered as he cupped her breasts, sucking on her cleavage.

He ran his hands up her skirt, feeling her smooth skin all the way up to between her legs. One look at her sexy red lace thong and he wanted to ogle at it forever. He undid her skirt and threw it aside, drinking her half naked body from top to bottom with his eyes. She lifted his hands and took off his t-shirt, running her fingers over his fit, hairy chest.

He pushed her back onto the desk, running his tongue from the edge of her thong, all the way up to her neck. Her soft moans were enough encouragement for him to keep going, as she tugged at his hair, pushing him onto her body. It was time for the bra to go and he threw it aside, squishing her twins together, running his tongue all over them. Her taut nipples getting more erect with all the attention they were getting, his tongue running circles all around them.

“Oh Sir! I’ve waited for this for so long, now don’t make me wait, fuck me hard” she pleaded with him.

He made his way down south again, pulling down her thong as his tongue was enjoying the taste of her skin, the aroma of her naked body driving him mad. She wasn’t going to be fucked so soon, she thought to herself as his tongue flicked over her pussy lips, licking them, getting them ready for what was to follow.

He buried his face between her legs as she pushed his face deeper, his tongue and mouth going full throttle at her pussy. He was rubbing her clit, sucking and licking her pussy, fingering it alternately, giving it the five star treatment it thoroughly deserved. Her moans were growing louder, telling him he was doing pretty well and he was determined to make them grow louder.

“Oh Sir! You’re so fucking amazing, eat my pussy, just like that, just like that” she cried out as he lifted his face to look at the pleasure all over her face.

He could sense it coursing through her entire body as he kept licking and sucking her tight wet horny pussy. He squeezed her breasts hard as he was fingering and tongue fucking her furiously, the wetness starting to spread between her legs. She tasted so good and he wanted more, so he kept at it, the juices oozing out of her pretty good. He licked and sucked every last drop of it, not wanting to waste his labour of lust, the lust which he held back for so long. The lust which was coming out finally like a bursting dam.

His face was glistening with her juices as she pulled him up and kissed him hard, sucking his tongue like an animal, not holding back as she pulled down his pants and got hold of his hardness. The hardness she so craved for, the hardness which she had to have in her mouth and between her legs. She pushed him off of her and got down on her knees, holding his manhood, scratching it with her long nails, as she took it inside her mouth.

“I’ve waited to taste you for so long sir” she said to him as she started licking his shaft from the base to its tip. She could taste the precum oozing out, the sexy aroma of cum that turned her on so much.

She finally took her fully into her mouth, sucking on as he threw his head back, enjoying all the attention he was getting. She looked up at him, staring into his eyes as she continued sucking him, like she was born for the sole purpose of sucking his dick. She sucked on his balls too, giving them enough attention as the precum continued to pour out of him and she was lapping it all up. He knew he wouldn’t last long if she kept at it and he wanted her bad.

He stopped her and made her stand up, pushing her to the wall, kissing her wildly, tasting himself in her mouth. She was getting breathless as his hands were ravaging every inch of her body. One hand of his moved down between her legs, checking and she was still wet. He moved down to her breasts, sucking and licking her nipples, biting them hard between his teeth as she yelped in pleasurable pain. He lifted her up, against the wall as she wrapped her legs around him, his face buried between her breasts, sucking and licking, biting, digging his teeth into them, leaving his marks all over her.

“Oh Sir! Don’t make me wait, fuck me hard already” she begged him.

He started poking his hardness between her legs, feeling his way around her pussy. The anticipation was driving her crazy, as she tugged at his hair, burying her face into his neck as he finally entered her with a deep thrust.

“Oh fuck! Yes sir, just like that, fuck me like I’m your dirty little slut” she cried out.

He stayed inside her, filling her up, stretching her to the limit and then slowly pulled out as she gasped for breath. He sensed that he was too big for her, but he wasn’t going to let that stop him from having his way. He thrusted his way back in, going harder this time, making her feel him more.

“Oh yes! Fuck me harder sir, make me your personal whore!” she couldn’t help but talk dirty to him.

He lifted her up slightly, sucking and licking on her neck, as he kept thrusting, her breasts jiggling for him to suck and bite on. Both of their bodies turning sweaty in no time, yet he wasn’t anywhere close to being done. He stopped for a few seconds, catching his breath while he was still inside her, grinding his hips as his cock touched every nook and corner of her wet pussy. Her nails digging into his back, her toes curling as he hit all the right spots inside her.

“I didn’t know you were such a good fucker sir, I’d have seduced you sooner if I had known” she pulled him closer and kissed him as her back was running up against the wall.

He pulled her up again and held her tight, keeping her steady as he hit her hard this time, harder than he had ever hit her before. Her loudest moan yet told him, he hit her in the right spot. He wasn’t going to let her go easy, he pulled out and hit her hard again, as her moans kept growing louder. They were both past the point where they cared who heard or who might notice, he held her tight and pounded her real good, taking out all his lust on her.

“Fuck sir, fuck me harder. Is this the best you can do? Looks like old age makes you weak” she was teasing him.

He laughed and drilled her in short quick thrusts, non stop, hitting her as hard as he could. The look on her face, her eyes rolling around like crazy, told him he was doing great. He kept at it, pounding her like an animal, her moans at their loudest, her body shivering in wild pleasure. He sucked and bit her lips as she pushed his hips deeper into him, he was grunting pretty loud and she knew he wouldn’t last long. She took his hand and made her rub his clit as he continued drilling, the moans and grunts continued, till he couldn’t keep going. He finally let go, spraying deep inside her.

“Fuck sir! You are so fucking good” she cried out as the wave of pleasure hit her pretty good, spreading from between her legs through her entire body. She pulled him closer and sucked his face, biting his lips, sucking his tongue as he sucked her in return. She finally climbed down and quickly dressed up.

“Thanks for clarifying all my doubts sir” she winked at him and walked out.

[luciluck2046-md]

First pixelart I ever did.

Why? WE NEED OUR SILLY LITTLE MARKS TP SHOW OUR FAV SHIP :3

Edit: BRUH TUMBLR WHY DID YOU CRASH THE RESOLUTION OF SMT THAT WAS ALREADY LESS THAN 150x300 PX

[jynjackets]

REBELCAPTAIN / JYN ERSO / CASSIAN ANDOR ICONS

(づᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)づ emojis below the cut for @jynersso

7 ship icons + 10 individuals each

250 x 250 px transparent .pngs

j: kyber crystal + jedha scarf outfits

c: yavin jacket + blue parka outfits

reblog or like if save. feel free to use and add backgrounds. credit not required but greatly appreciated. also taking requests <3

other works: velcinta

[bycmykae]

🍪 Run : A Cookie Run: Kingdom Speed Run Zine

Concept: Contributors will have about 2 weeks to complete a mini piece that relates to that uses one of the projects secret colors and features at least one Cookie Run Kingdom Character.

Content Restrictions and Requirements

Colors: We'll provide 6 colors for you to choose from once the project begins.

Rating: SFW, PG

Characters: Cookie Run: Kingdom Cookies — No OC's or Ovenbreak Cookies.

Zine Specs: Free-Download, Digital PDF Only Artists: 1748 x 757 px, horizontal Writers: 3,000 words, max

Schedule

Interest Check: Dec 01 - Dec 14

Contributor Sign Ups: Dec 17 - Dec 31, 9PM CT

Finals Due: Jan 16, 9PM CT

✨ bycmykae's extensive FAQ: https://bit.ly/bycmykaefaq for all the nitty-gritty details, please peruse if you are new here.

What is a zine?

New to zines? Check out https://zinebaby.carrd.co/ for some general information. For this project, a zine is a digital PDF that consist of art and fics.

Who can participate?

Anyone who applies during the application period. No previous experience.

What types of mediums are allowed?

Any medium (that is pdf compatible) is allowed as long as you can crop, edit, color-correct to match the zine guidelines and prepare your piece accordingly.

Contributor Expectations:

Adhere to the guidelines

English speaking: mandatory.

Discord attendance: mandatory.

Let a mod know you need to drop: required.

Final deadline: non-negotiable.

Do not publish your work before the zine is released.

Portfolio Requirements

No portfolio necessary.

Content Restrictions and Guidelines:

No AUs, Oc's, or Ovenbreak-only characters

Official Cookie Run Kingdom designs and costumes

Shipping is okay as long as it's PG-13, SFW

Comics, Poems, News Article-esque writing...etc is okay.

You can draw the cookies as humans

Please do not eat the cookies

Using the color palette:

We will be providing six specific colors for you to choose from.

They will be released after the sign-up period is over marking the beginning of the speed run

Your task will be to highlight at ONE of them in your piece. You will be able to use multiple colors if you wish to challenge yourself but you MUST choose one as your main color.

Artists: You only have to use one color. It does NOT have to be monochromatic. You can pair it with other colors.

Writers: How you intemperate and incorporate the color into your piece is up to you. It can do with the emotions the color reminds you of. The cookies or world that comes to mind. Any association kind of association is valid.

You can check out our previous speed run projects to see how past contributors have utilized color

Additional Questions?

Feel free to reach out through tumblr ask or email (cmykae+by@gmail.com)

[lightningbot]

lightningbot's Chibi Commissions!

Hihi! I'm opening chibi art commissions starting December 1, 2024! This year, I realized I spent quite a lot making freebies and hosting giveaways so I thought I'd maybe try  turning this into a self-sustaining hobby for the coming year ^^;;;

As you can maybe tell from my existing art, my comfort zone is definitely LCK and LPL pros but if you have reference photos of a pro you'd like me to draw, I'd be down to try! I'll be responding to commission requests starting December 1st so if you'd like to commission me, please DM me on Tumblr or Twitter @lightningbot before then~

TIER: CLOUD

$9 USD

Basically chibi-fying a standard reference photo of a player you provide (no additional changes or elements), similar to the Twitter requests I've been taking!

Mostly flat colors, sketch-style lineart, white background

File size: up to 750 x 750 px

For personal use only, making of merchandise is prohibited

Samples

TIER: CHEMTECH

$15 USD

Can request things like simple poses, standard outfits (e.g. team uniform, casual wear), 1 or 2 simple elements (e.g. animal companion)

Full color, clean lineart, single color background

File size: up to 1000 x 1000 px

For personal use only, making of merchandise is prohibited

Sample

TIER: HEXTECH

$27 USD

Same as Chemtech, PLUS you will receive one (1) personalized goodie using the commission art (sent to you for free!)

The goodie can be: acrylic keychain/charm, acrylic standee, metal badge, fridge magnet etc. (approximately 5 to 7 cm). We can definitely work together to find something you like!

Goodie will be shipped directly from my manu located in China, depending on which player or team you're a fan of, I may be able to throw in some other freebies too!

Sample

TIER: OCEAN

$48 USD

Can request things like pose, complex outfits or elements (e.g. champion skins, champion weapons)

Full color, clean lineart, themed background

File size: up to 2000 x 2000 px

Option to add $15 for one (1) additional character on the same canvas

Can be used for the mass production of merchandise but if your commission is for an active LCK player (especially T1 players), you must obtain permission from the team on your own and CC me in the request

Sample

For all of the commission tiers offered, please note:

I reserve the right to refuse drawing certain players

I also reserve the right to refuse drawing anything that can be viewed as offensive

Turnaround time is approximately 2-3 weeks (hopefully before this year is over)

After the final piece is completed, requests for small changes are offered for free. If a drastic change is needed, we can work out the pricing for any additional time spent

Payment can be made via PayPal, credit/debit card (via Stripe), E-transfer (CAD) or Wise transfer (USD or EUR)

Thanks for your interest!

[fortune-maiden]

Hey are you

Are you into pei ming x shi qingxuan

HAVE I FOUND MY APEOPLE---

YES HELLO FELLOW PM/SQX FAN!! HOW ARE YOU! <3

It's a small ship but I think it has a lot of fun potential!

[tssfanzine]

Event Information

!! This post contains the basic information and rules, see the FAQ and Schedule for more !!

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Sign ups begin June 1st!

Eventual Zine Structure:

Title page

(Blank/decorated empty page probably)

Some kind of intro page listing the names and page numbers of everyone who contributed?

Thomas page

Logan page

Patton page

Roman page

Virgil page

Janus page

Remus page

divider of some kind maybe?

Individual pages

artist/writer bio pages

the end

All Thomas Sanders Content is allowed from Shorts Sides to Roleslaying with Roman to My Roommate Is Hades. They will be listed in the Individual Pages section

Individual Pages will be for any of your content! Feel free to self promote your own AUs, character designs, writing etc! These can contain content from other TS Series as well! As long as it's in accordance with the rules, it can go here!

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Event Rules:

No mature or NSFW content, including extreme gore depictions.

No unsympathetic sides content (we want this zine to be accessible and fun for as many people as possible!)

No pro-ship content (we are not anti-ship, but it makes many people uncomfortable) Thomas/Sides ships ARE allowed.

All Individual pages must feature origional fanwork by the creator (i.e. no using other people's aus!)

All writing and art for this event must be created WITHOUT the use of AI

Canvas size regulations (for artists): - A4 (single page, portrait) - 3508 x 2480 px / 297 x 210 mm - A3 (Page spread, landscape) - 4961 x 3508 px / 420 x 297 mm

Size guidence for writers: - There is no page size regulations, but please ensure the amount you write is able to fit on 1-2 a4 pages at 12pt font size minimum! (One A4 page at 12pt is roughly 650 words, depending on font choice).

As a collaborative team or alone, a writer/artist may chose to format their own pages, or simply submit seperate pieces (text blocks/documents/multiple art pieces for one page) for mod Rowan to format in post-production!

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