#there’s still so much I want to draw from in! inspiration and motivation is slowly coming back to me

[bricreative]

Don’t worry I still think about them every day

(Still inspired by @pearlgarner ‘s fantasy AU fic, not from a particular part, mostly towards the end)

[raimoka]

— " SKYSCRAPER KILLS MY GHOST IN YOUR MEMORY "

｡ ㅤꕤ ㅤ PAIRING: beastzai & reader.

SYNOPSIS: dazai had been always painfully aware of his inability to obtain the things he wanted.

tags ➜ alternate universe—beast, beast spoilers, pining, gender neutral mc, kinda angsty, no happy ending, one-sided love, author is sleep deprived & may or may not have badly executed this work, lowercase as always. ‹𝟹

⋆ author's notes: another part of beastzai brain rot... this work was inspired by someone's else work, check out their account since it rlly gave me more motivation! also PLEASE give me ur thoughts abt beastzai since i rlly wanna write more abt him

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"get away from me."

your words were harsh, accompanied with an abrasive tone which emphasized the words that elicited from your lips.

dazai's breath hitched, his expression distorted and his line of sight drawing meaningless figures in the air. he parted his lips open yet no words elicited from his lips, as if fighting against something invisible, as if he was a fish desperately wanting to say something but with the lack of vocal chords, they are unable to. his hands quaked, lowering his head to avoid the gaze piercing through his soul.

it wasn't the same. it was nowhere close, not even the slightest. the emotions reflecting on your eyes, your tone, your feelings towards him, everything about you. your eyes which would often reflect deep fondness and lenience were filled with cold bitterness, there was no single glimpse of love in your eyes, it was merely pure hatred. the look on your eyes stung him, as if his heart was being pierced by multiple glass shards leisurely, each one of them digging in slowly into the piece of flesh to agonize him and making sure he felt the sensation of each piece.

your love for him, or at least to him in another universe, was sweet as a sprig of mignonette. you showed extreme tenderness to him, so much that it brought queasiness to him with intense warmth engulfing his chest to the point it made his knees buckle underneath him yet all the traces of that love you always held for him was gone.

it wasn't the same.

he abruptly began to laugh, you blinked, tilting your head to the side, feigning your confusion as his soft laughters began to fill the tense atmosphere. he couldn't blame you, if someone suddenly laughed in front of him for absolutely no specific reason, he'd think they lost their mind the sound of his laughter slowly began to ebb away, his shoulders shaking, he was idiotic. how could he forget? he always have been conscious of it ever since the reality of his life had unfolded in front of him, dazai was never meant to be happy. he had no right to, he was in no position at all to deserve happiness, not with the pure blood that tainted his hands, everyone was better off without him and it was proven by the existence of this universe.

he was so distracted at the bright sun he saw for the first time in years upon discovering your presence, the luminance he witnessed left him too struck to the point when he stared at it, he forgot his own ugliness. 

he was so preoccupied with the warmthness that enveloped his chest he forgot his own destiny.

it was never meant to be the same.

he had always known that, he was utterly foolish for believing he could at least be with you, even for a moment.

with his head drooped, the sounds of his shoes stepping against the tiled floor was hushed, walking slowly to your frame. you took a step back, slightly. you were entirely befuddled by the situation unwrapping before you, that was a thing for certain. who wouldn't? you didn't know this person nor did he give any sort appearance of familiarity, however, he knew you wholly, he knew your name, your likes, your routine, but he was merely a stranger to you, nothing more, nothing less. the moonlight shone over your figure, making every single bit of features visible, his head still lowered, sticking in with the darkness—It truly looked as if he was already with it for ages, It suited himself.

his hands precipitously reached out to you, attempting to catch a piece of misty clothes, you initially planned to step back, afraid he would do anything that would harm you, nonetheless, all he did was grasp onto your murky clothes. he loathed it, he detested it, your guard was up, you were cautious and alarmed, you didn't trust him at all. you were petrified of what he was scheming when all he wanted to do was hold you and feel your warmth, in hopes it would make him forget his own reality momentarily even if he disliked being completely vulnerable and exposed. you blinked in surprise as his hands clutched onto your clothes, you couldn't see what he was thinking, he was hiding his eyes away from you. strangely, how he did so felt familiar in spite of you having no recollection of him.

he parted his lips once again, finally opening his mouth after a while, "I won't do anything." he assured, he wouldn't be able to handle it if he hurt you in any sort of ways, he wouldn't forgive himself. you remained silent, like a cold, uncomfortable.

"I won't hurt you, It would be imprudent to do so." he reaffirmed once again, despite knowing his affirmation wasn't most likely gonna be effective especially since you barely recognized him. 

all he wanted was just to get a single hold of you, after all, no matter how much he desired you to look at him with pure fondness, to hold his hand, to feel your hand caressing his face, to wrap your arms around his shoulder, and say some kind words to him like you used to, there was one thing for certain; you wouldn't, It's irrational, a stranger would have no right to feel all those, especially when the said stranger is an enemy of yours.

feeling the uneasiness grow further, you lightly placed your hand onto his bitterly cold hands, feeling his excoriated palms—completely besparred with feculent mire—with your thumb. you withdrew his hand away from yours clothes tattered with specks of dust. you were wholly fazed by his actions, it weirded you out. he understood what you were conveying and he backed away from you, lifting his once drooped head up slightly.

his gaze was kept on the ground, as if he was afraid to see the look you held for him. his eyes were swirling with sorrow and melancholiness, small tears swelling up on the corners of his eyes, It reminded you of a all mudded up mutt left in the streets—attempting to domesticate a monster into a lovable thing.

"I apologize for wasting your time." he spoke, and with that he turned around and left, never to be seen again.

It was pointless to meet up with you once more when he knew better than anyone else that you were completely disturbed by him, after all.

It would be the best option to not show himself to you again and accept you would forever hate him.

₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ @saelique ,, taglists are open everytime.

[floridecuts]

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13

Yay, it's my favorite time of the week again! I'm always looking forward to read your reactions in the tag comments! They keep me motivated! A big thank you again for all people who have commented so far on this project!! <3

I actually didn't know what to draw for this part's "chapter art" so, have a Mashita with a frog on his shoulder! xD We're about halfway through the comic now and slowly making our way to the finale. (It's gonna be a long finale). So this part is again a bit more explanatory in nature before it will get more serious again.

This part also contains one of my favorite little moments of this comic - Daimon insinsting on taking care of Mashita's scratches, and not taking "no" for an answer! I really enjoyed drawing that part. ^w^ We learn more about Yashiki's powers, or theories about his powers from Yasuoka. I've always wondered why Yashiki thinks so lowly about his own spiritual powers. I've discussed this with a friend and the idea came to mind that he might have been belittled by his family, seen as a "disappointment" because his powers seem so much weaker than others. Consequently he'd think little of what he can do. But I like to think that there's actually some undiscovered powers still sleeping inside him. He might have unconsciously suppressed them because of that treatment and constant stress of expectations from his family.

Yasuoka gives Yashiki an O-mamori. It might become important later. And then there's a guilt ridden Shou. I'm not sure if it fits to his character but I thought be might feel guilty because he initially wanted to accompany Yashiki, because he knew it could be dangerous alone, but didn't after Yashiki's reassurance. Since he sees Mashita a little like his older brother it made sense to me that he would open up to him about his feelings, indirectly asking for advise. I admit Mashita's last words on the last page are heavily inspired by Fullmetal Alchemist (the scene of Edward's last talk to Rose before they part ways, in case anybody knows it). Well, I hope you liked it!!

Thanks for taking a look! :)

[voidheartkisses]

Okay hello hi hello,

First off you're amazing and a gift to the world, I wish I had even half your talent. Your last piece blew my mind and I just HAD to ask,

How long have you been drawing/painting for? I imagine forever but I'm always curious how long it takes before artists reach these sorts of levels where it evolves into full-scale projects as opposed to smaller hobbyist crafts. There are so many beautiful art pieces on this platform as a whole and I'm constantly baffled by it all

Sorry if my excitement is off-putting that piece is heavenly and my mind is blown. Hope you're doing well!

Hi and thank you! That's a good question

So I've been drawing since I was born, but I've been drawing digitally for 8 years. I think in the very beginning most artists should just focus on having fun, you'll basically improve by default

after a while you will want to improve. It will be slow, but this is the stage where you'll recognize what you need work on

I'd say the turning point is when you've finally gotten far enough into your art journey without any sort of formal training (ie, a lot of artists dont learn the basics/fundamentals first, which is fine since most of us start as hobbyists) But I think learning them really did help me a lot. You start to think more about how light and shadow lays, depth, 3D objects, and more.

I highly recommend watching this video about levels of art, it's been really helpful and motivating to me throughout the years

This part is going to be long so you don't have to read it but I just wanna give my personal journey and how I got to now if anyone thinks it'll be helpful:

(2017) With digital art, I started off on ms paint and occasionally ibis paint x. Mostly using anime deviantart bases (EMBARRASSING), but after a while I developed my own style based on the people I was inspired by at the time, I was just happy to draw and didn't care much about improving at this time

(2019) The people you look up to artistically will naturally change over time (and thats okay), after a while I decided to switch to firealpaca, where I guess I got more invested on how light and shadows work, as well as making my characters look a bit more natural and develop my own style, your preference in aesthetic may also change over time which is noticeable here

(2021) Eventually, I began to lean more into semirealism (which isn't everyones preference and thats okay! realism shouldn't be the ultimate end goal of art) but I really enjoyed making stylized characters look 3D and in natural looking environments, since I felt it spoke to my own experiences, a lot of artists draw from real life experiences. I focused more on anatomy at this time as well as textures and environments, composition also became a big deal for me at this time, as well as wanting to use different colors

(2024) The change from LINEART to DIGITAL PAINTING in 2022 was the hardest for me once I switched to clip studio paint, it was basically like starting all over and I was so lost. I had a lot to figure out on my own but I knew it was a transition I had to make to draw the kind of art I wanted. But I began to study and take more things into consideration, I didn't like my art so I simply kept going "I can do better", learning from my previous mistakes and slowly making something I would be more satisfied with. At this point art felt more like "projects" then anything, because I wanted to make pieces that were of quality and had time and care put into each of them, sure it meant there was no longer much quantity. but hey that's what my smaller Cult of the Lamb lineart drawings are for!! 💙

I'm still growing and I definitely have a long way to go, but I am very proud of my progress this year, and I'll continue to grow until I'm satisfied (haha im stubborn) I also want to develop my secondary lineart style that I do when I'm not painting, since I feel that is important too

in short; time, practice, dedication, and passion are the most important, draw what you love above all else because it will be your drive to keep going, staying motivated was the most important for me

Sorry for the long post 😭

[desultory-novice]

Uh... I have been curious about this, but uh... Not sure if is appropriate to ask...? Eh...

Uhm... What inspire u... Or motivated u to create the lil guy that's doomed by the narrative?? I'm genuinely curious to know (⁠･ั⁠ω⁠･ั⁠)

That's not a problem at all! ^w^

So, I got the initial concept for Noir because I was doing a lot of thinking about Magolor and the various Ancient Artifacts in Kirby and how they corrupt characters. (I still think about that alot...!)

Some people noted it looked a little like the Master Crown was trying to turn Magolor into Dark Matter, what with making him more round than his normal egg shape, and darker, and his mouth opening up into a Dark Matter-looking eye! So then I thought, what if the Dark Matter members we already know of (like Dark Matter Swordsman) weren't born as little one-eyed Dark Matter babies but were themselves regular people who got corrupted and had just been that way long enough to lose most traces of their original form! - Visually, Noir was inspired by a piece of unused art from DL2 that shows what a human version of DMS -might- have looked like. For me, that determined his species and overall look: human, with spiky hair, thick eyebrows, and a perpetual frown / troubled look.

His outfit was inspired by DMS's but I wanted him to be dressed in more normal looking clothes than a fantasy cloak and armor, so I gave him a plainer outfit that resembled his original look: a dark turtleneck, a tan winter coat, and colorful scarf. I wasn't thinking about Shiver Star at the time, I just picked the clothes because I thought they'd look good and be simple enough to draw, but that look cemented him as originating from the cold Shiver Star.

I came up with the collar because I needed him to have something that would possess him in a clingy way, like how the Master Crown sinks its claws into Magolor's head. But the concept sketch didn't give me much to work with, ornamentation wise. Noir would have The Sword, of course, but I didn't think he could carry it with him everywhere without it looking suspicious, so I went with The Armor as the clingy part, having it start off small (a necklace) then grow to make its intentions known (the collar) then finally take him over fully when it was ready (the armored collar + shoulder plates + visor)

(This also fits with Dess's HC that the Master Crown was purposefully trying to rob Magolor of his senses. Especially when you note that DMS's visor has these little bits that would cover his ears - if he had any - blocking out sound. The "loss of senses" theory is why I had Noir's physical corruption start with his hands as the Dark Matter slowly robs him of the feeling of/ability to touch things, and also because although DMS wields a sword, he doesn't appear to have any hands... not anymore . _ .) - Lore-wise, I I was inspired to make him related to Adeleine because there were no other humans in the series outside of her (and Samus Aran XD the cameo characters) and because I thought it would make for a dramatic story if Adeleine had a family member who became Dark Matter. Especially since she's a big part of the Dark Matter Trilogy!

This choice helped with his visuals too, as if they were related, I could give him dark hair and eyes like hers. Being related also made it easy to make him a sympathetic character, as lots of people liked Adeleine, so if she had a brother who treated her right (as opposed to an abusive or uncaring family member) and who loved her as much as the fandom does, he would be easier to empathize with! - For his personality, I'm a big fan of stories about one family member giving up a lot to protect another. I grew up on anime like "Fullmetal Alchemist" (2003) and loved Ed and Al's relationship. So I wanted Noir to be that kind of brother: fierce, protective, sacrificial.

He takes a little bit of his personality from me too though. But I've touched on that in other places so I'm leaving that off for now! ^_-

[noelles-legacy]

Finally, it is complete!

Oh. My. God. This took way too long to complete, but finally Noelle’s character sheet is complete!… at least for now 😅 the first half I completed very fast and I had all of these amazing ideas and it turned out amazing, just how I imagined it… but then came the second half, and I had all these things I wanted to share about her character, but then I started loosing steam and hit a huge art block. It took two weeks more then I had initially intended because I had little motivation or inspiration to add on to it, but slowly and surely I finished it.

I understand that this is a bit different from my other “gameplay related” comics, but i thought it would be fun to share who my MC is, and to give a more clearer look on her personality and background for anyone who is curious or wants to perhaps draw Noelle with there Mc (which btw I would absolutely LOVE ❤️ if you ever want to, plz do, just tag me ❤️❤️)

There’s so much more about her character and background that I still want to share, however there’s a it too much to fit in a scrapbook page so perhaps in the future I will find the time to type it out and share it, or even slowly reveal it in some short stories I’m thinking about (perhaps start ao3 and what not, idk just a thought 😏) but for now this is what I shall reveal for now. Also plz ignore if some of her history doesn’t make complete sense, I’m still working on it…

[creehd]

IM SCREECHING OVER THIS ROARING 20s AU,

but very politely holding your shoulders and giving you a little shake.

I haven't watched much teenage mutant ninja turtles unfortunately, but from what i do know, you putting them in the 1920s is absolutely FASCINATING. The difference in politics and the World in general from the modern version to your AU is just,,, HNGNGNGG im chewing on the leg of your desk

Do they act differently?? Or are they relatively similar to their modern counterparts? How are they forced to adapt to this universe? Are they still ninja trained? How did they get turned into mutant turtles, and what's Shredder's (who you MUST draw, im begging you), motive during this time period? 👀 DO THEY STILL LIKE PIZZA?????

And most importantly, may i give Splinter a kiss on the head? 👉👈

Amazing art as always <3

I owe you my life for this ask. I can feel myself being pulled back into both my obsessions with TMNT and the early 1900s.

SO I'M STILL BUFFERING EDGES AND WORKING OUT WHAT EXACTLY I WANNA DO WITH CERTAIN CHARACTERS BUT HERES THE MAIN SYNOPSIS;

In 1923 New York, post ww1, splinter is the last of his lineage of samurai in the Edo period in Japan, escaping to New York and attempting to build a new life when he came into contact with the Foot, a long-established gang with ties to shredder a yakuza boss who also immigrated from japan at the end of the 1800s once he lost his title as shōgun. He is controlling many facets of New York through experimental science and crime.

Mainly being; bootlegging, gambling, auto theft, narcotics, robbery, And any other gang-sanctioned activity.

In an attempt to stop him, splinter soon finds himself mortally wounded and in desperation to save his life, he is mutated into a rat, alongwith 4 baby turtles and an entire lab of wildlife. (Animal testing has been around for awhile) Hiding away with his newly found family and recovering from injuries that made him slowly lose his eyesight, the boys began to grow in the shadows of a newly technological America.

And that's kinda what I got as an explanation for how exactly splinter got here and what happened before the turtles grew up.. AS FOR THEIR PERSONALITIES. I try to keep them similar, I take inspiration from each different continuity of tmnt for what I think the perfect imalgamation would look like for a basis for who they are, and then I made it time period accurate!

So in order-

Leonardo: Leo is a big boy scout, he respects splinters wisdom and teachings, and when I think of him I picture Steve Roger's before the Super Soldier serum, Leo believes in New York, and he believes he and his brothers can help fight the rampant and rising gang-related crime in the city. He also enjoys tennis, chess,and card playing, alongside supporting the local flapper scene in the city. He also heavily supports freedom of the press AND believes in the abolishment of prohibition! (Not bc he likes to drink but because he WANTS freedom and justice for all) loves to listen to radio shows with Donnie and read newspapers and magazines to keep up with current trends and events.

Donatello: Donnie is hugely interested in the rise of technology across America, hugely interested in the works of Albert Einstein and the amazing minds behind the Tuberculosis vaccine (baxter stockman in this au is a scientist who basically helped discover penicillin before the incident™️) , he's fascinated with radios and tvs however they aren't as sophisticated as he might like yet, he believes he can help the field of science alongside his brothers as a crime fighter, although it isn't his passion to fight, he sees fighting as a science of its own. His hobbies include radio shows and reading! (His favorite book is at the earth's core by Edgar rice Burroughs) and he also really really enjoys April's company, and dressing up with her.

Raphael: Raphael is a vigilante at heart, but also a bit too hotheaded and selfish to see when he is in too deep, he heavily engages in the night life and the scummier parts of New York, bar fights, alley brawls, deals gone wrong, you name it, raphs got a fire for fighting for what's right. He rubs elbows with many of the lower-class gangs, who are just trying to get by, and after learning about the struggles of suffragettes, he lends a hand when he can with their growing cause, he's also a huge jazz fan, attending many flapper shows and frequenting speakeasies. Before he met Casey in late 1919, he dreamed of nothing more than to fight in the Great War, however, when he met Casey Jones, he was quickly attuned to the horrors the war brought to its soldiers, and how horrendously they were discarded after, and prompting vowing to help veterans in need. He and Casey are close and frequently engage in going to silent films, recreational drinking, and smoking together.

Michelangelo: Mikey is an artist, he loves his city and its people, and alongside being an incredibly talented martial artist crimefighter alongside his brothers, he believes in peace and love above everything. (Although he'll finish a fight if he has to) him and raph clash heavily on how to handle issues in new york, and while they can't see perfectly eye to eye, they overlap on alot of ideals and pastimes. Mikey is a prolific painter like his namesake, as well as a silent film connoisseur, a birdwatching fan, a huge fan of jazz, and a frequent at lgbt nightclubs in Harlem.

NOW FOR THE NON TURTLE CHARACTERS!

Splinter: Splinter was born in Japan in the mid 1855, he is now in his late 60s, trying to pass on his knowledge of the time to his sons, while training them the way of the samurai and ninja from when he was a boy. Splinters mutation heavily affected his eyesight, and training and keeping in touch with his culture and fighting traditions helped him overcome the difficulty of navigation, along with his mutated hearing and smell. He's a strict older Japanese dad, he loves his boys but is hesitant about the new boom of technology and heavily encourages the boys to stick to their traditional ways while fighting for what's right.

April: April moved to the city from smalltown in 1915, daughter of a farmer, she came in hopes of starting a career for herself and eventually settle down, but as things began to go down hill for the aspiring woman, she began to work a day job as a secretary at the New York World Newspaper company and at night as a flapper, she ends up getting caught up In ganglife around new york before meeting the turtles during a chance encounter with the foot gang.

Casey Jones: Casey Jones is a poor young man from New Jersey, high aspirations and low funds led him to leave his abusive household and seek out adventure during the draft in 1917, Casey fought In the Great War in Europe, and came back a changed man. Shortly after his return to the States, he moved to New York City to try to rebuild a life he once yearned for, when he meets Raphael. Both boys begin to start a bond, sharing the same pastimes and enjoying the same sights the city has to offer, but it's hard to navigate a life that feels so foreign after his enlistment, what's even harder is understanding why he'd rather enjoy the company of Raphael rather than the girls they watch on stage. He still engages in recreational hockey and the occasional book club since Leo and Donnie insist on helping him with his dyslexia.

As for their motives.. they're just trying to help clean up the streets and not get traumatized along the way! But that's never how it works out is it..

And for the villians.. this posts getting a bit long so I'll make a seperate post about shredder and his whole deal, along with the krang :]

And of COURSE they still love pizza! They're the ninja turtles, it came free with the Xbox,

But if u want an actual answer yes they still love pizza, alot of Italian immigrants came to New york in 1880ish through 1930, and pizza was starting to super get popular.

(And splinter always gets alittle kiss)

BUT YES that's what we're cooking with so far!! And I have many idea for them, and would love to hear more thoughts and opinions !!! Please. This is my brainchild I'm foaming at the mouth to share it.

ask box is always open!!

[cosmic-nyx-fanwork]

Hello, sorry for disappearing so suddenly, but I’ve been on hiatus (for something that made me really uncomfortable and do not want to bring up) and just really unmotivated to do anything due to being burnt out (I haven’t drawn anything in like weeks or more), I’m still not sure when I’ll come back but I’m slowly feeling a bit motivated to draw again so that’s at least something, I also don’t know when I’ll open the asks again (since it was the thing that made me go on hiatus, again, I don’t want to say what it actually was…but let’s just say that some people abused my asks for things that made me really uncomfortable, so if I do open them again I will set some boundaries)

But that’s not the reason why I’m making this post…the reason is that I’m sadly going to leave the TSAMS, LAES and EAPS fandom (kinda), I haven’t watched the shows in months and it just doesn’t feel the same anymore, I also want to focus more on my DCA AUs and other things so you won’t see any TSAMS art anymore (aside from a few exceptions), the only place I’ll make some SAMS fan content is Wattpad, but that’s just because I just didn’t want to abandon my AUs, but after I’m done with those I’ll just move on from that fandom completely, now, the few exceptions of art that I might post still regarding SAMS are about the AUs I have of it and the ships I like, but they’ll probably be just doodles so don’t expect too much.

That said, here’s some unfinished drawings that are related to the shows, I’ll never finish these anyway so…

This is an unfinished pixel art, it was supposed to be a Kat tribute and was supposed to have more characters than these but that’s all I managed to do before I became completely burnt out

This is an unfinished small comic inspired by a dream I had a few months ago, for context I had to take a train alone for the first time so I was a bit anxious and as a result I ended up having a dream where Solar took the train with me for some reason-

It was kinda funny and Solar was one of my comfort characters so I wanted to draw this…but sadly it’ll never be finished

That’s it…I hope I can get my motivation back, not being able to draw for this long really sucks :/

[spesiria]

Hello tumblr

It's my birthday! I just changed my age in my bio from 25 to 32, lmao. Time flies.

I've been actually been doing pretty good these past few years. I stopped posting years ago for many reasons, but mostly because of depression. That is pretty much under control now. I have a stable (albeit very boring) job, I moved out into a cozy apartment, I've gotten really into running and ran a half marathon last year!

Unfortunately, my motivation to draw disappeared during my depression and didn't come back when things improved. I'd love to say that I've secretly been drawing a ton and am now sitting on a giant pile of un-posted art, but alas. I didn't draw at all for most of these years. It just didn't spark joy. So instead I took a very extended break.

In 2024 I slowly started to pick up drawing again. Then, a few weeks ago, I was drawing and noticed that I was actually enjoying myself! And that I felt excited to finish work and get back to my art! And that there were a lot of different things I really wanted to draw!

Of course I'm not sure if the enthusiasm will last this time, but for now I'm just happy to be enjoying my hobby again. So. I'm here. And planning on posting new art asap.

In the meantime, I said that I'm not sitting on a giant pile of art, but I did draw a few things in the last few years. The great thing about not drawing a lot is that I can still look at art from 2020 and think "huh, not bad" (that's a pro tip right there: you'll never hate your old art if you just don't improve *taps forehead*). So I'll be posting a few dumps of my old art today!

Everyone who is still here, thanks for sticking around! Here's to a good and inspired 2025 for us all.

[miru667]

How do you manage to stay in a fandom for so long? I'm always mario jumping from fandom to fandom every 3-6 months

Oh, so many reasons. I think I've answered this before but in a much more concise way so idk what happened here when I tried to answer again from scratch but uhhh I wrote a lot lol?? Long ramble time. 😂

I found this fandom at a point in my life when I really emotionally needed it, so I got really attached to it. I stayed because of the friends I've made in it and because of the OCs I got invested in, both mine and other people's, and every so often something invigorated my interest like a new roleplay I got to join or new concept art that got discovered.

I'm also just a really dedicated person (for better or worse) and I still have ideas that I want to get out there creatively. I don't get a lot of free time, and I rarely have energy for hobbies after work so my time passes slowly in the sense that I may still be in the middle of appreciating a thing, meanwhile everyone else has already sped through and processed it and moved on.

So I've gotta be really careful about choosing what to spend my limited time and energy on. It sometimes takes me a whole month to draw a piece of art that I'm proud of. It would be a huge waste of my time to spend so much energy on a fandom that after 3 months I think I might not care about anymore.

And like, if it's going to take me a month to draw 1 thing, what am I going to choose? Fanart of a character from a show that I just finished that I might possibly move on from in 3 months? Or art of my darling Audrey OC that I've been developing for years and whom I know will always bring me joy for the rest of my life? It's not a hard choice! Like I'm sure it's obvious by now but I really love my oc. It's gotten to the point that I look for her in every media I consume. I like characters because they remind me of her, and I like plots because they remind me of her. When I watch a movie and end up loving it, I'm not going to be drawing fanart for that movie, I'm more likely going to be drawing Audrey Grace in some way that's consciously or subconsciously inspired by that movie. I'm sure other people with beloved ocs can relate to that, too.

Back to media consumption: I'm constantly watching new things, shows, movies, letsplays, and I'm able to love them just fine, but I never participate in their fandoms (unless you count reblogging fanart as participation. I personally don't). I just don't feel motivated to and I feel like it's unnecessary. I shouldn't need to prove anything. You can appreciate media without engaging in fandom. In fact, I encourage it, because a lot of what I see in fandoms these days is just stressful, at least to me. And I don't want that stress. I'm much happier as a person when I don't have to read other people's opinions, discourse and drama over some show's themes or ships or whatever. I can just quietly revel in my own enjoyment of the show without being tainted by anything else, and my love for it is not any less valid than the person who's livetweeting their loud emotions while watching the same show and putting out fanart 1 hour after every episode. Bless them, though.

And I guess that's mostly what I do these days with the Onceler fandom, too. Appreciating it more quietly these days, I mean. It's just that...I have a fandom related oc so I draw her. And I have friends here so we do stuff together and we reference fandom inside jokes no matter what activity we're doing. If I encounter art that deeply moves me personally, I reblog it, just like I reblog art for other media on my sideblog. When anyone has a fandom history related question, I'm eager to answer because I don't want the past to be misrepresented or misunderstood. And also, since it's been over a decade, this fandom has long ago become my daily normal. I can do whatever I like but I can't really "leave" this fandom unless I delete all my social media and cut off all my online friends. And delete my memories of the past 12 years of my life as well. Just become a completely different person.

So I guess I can reverse the sentiment: I can't relate to people who hop fandoms every 3 to 6 months. 😭 All the power to you, but that's just not the way I happen to live my life, nor the way I engage with the media I consume! The Once-ler fandom was the one exception. It was special.

But who knows, anything can happen in the future. I'm not so proud that I'm purposely blocking myself from looking at other fandoms or anything. I just go with the flow! Right now I'm slowly making my way through jjba, an omori playthrough, a Plague Tale playthrough, and urusei yatsura season 2 (the new anime). Probably nothing will come out of any it except for a bunch of Audrey inspos, but again, who knows. XD I'm also going to an idkhow concert soon, and I've bought merch from their store already. Does that count as participating in a fandom? Maybe not. But now that I think of it, even if I "join" another fandom, it doesn't necessarily mean I'd leave the onceler fandom either, so maybe it wouldn't matter haha.

Thank you for the ask and thank you to anyone who's read my entire answer!

[secretgarden02]

A Familiar Face

I messed up the formatting so time to repost this-

Anyways, a little one-shot fanfic inspired from this drawing done by @leviadraws. Sorry it took me one year delay, had to find some motivation first since I don't really want to half-ass this (and apologies for misspelled grammars and errors as well, english ain't my first language lmao)

Shoutout to "Memories" song by Conan Gray because that song is so Kinjo-core

It has been a month since Kinjo's absent from his work ever since Teruya's whole funeral.

Rei is still showing up like usual, taking over his position for a meanwhile. But ever since Teruya's death, Rei has not been the same like before- in fact, she's completely changed.

She's more stoic and barely shows her emotions. Even when she's frustrated or angry, she mostly just brush it off rather than showing a clear sign that she's frustrated such as sighing or pinching her forehead. She will mostly just stared at the paper works and documents in her hands before she then move on. The Kisaragi foundation still functions normally, but slowly it deteriorate to worse with how Rei acts and Kinjo's absent makes it even worse. No one can convince Rei to visit his house to check how he's doing, and even when Midori and Keisuke gave Kinjo a visit, he didn't even open the door for them.

Kinjo has been inside his home all day ever since Teruya's funeral. Teruya's death was devastating enough for him, but he tried to put on a facade that he's doing fine- until Rei later on confronted him about it and it broke him since then. Maybe Rei is right, he has been using Teruya's- no, even his friends' death excuse to keep him going so he can fight the 'despair', to his own satisfaction. He never think about his own friends desires. He can't even still move on from the betrayal he felt from losing his dearest friend- Yuki Maeda. He knows it all too well that he was just a fake person during that whole killing game, but to think that he trusted him a lot and get attached to him, it both frustrated and saddens him greatly. Even seeing the real Yuki Maeda back in that killing game simulation, he can't even hold himself back from wanting him back even though the other doesn't know about him at all. How pathetic of him.

Usually when he's absent from his workplace, Kinjo would still do his works in his home, even if he's sick. But now in his current state, he's barely touching his paperwork. A rare sight for someone who's usually workaholic. All he's doing now is just laying on bed and sleeping all day. Sometimes he would get out of bed to cook something in kitchen so he won't die from starvation, but that's only it. Afterwards, he will just go to bed and stares at the ceiling or the window, falling asleep later on. But now, it's getting more harder and harder to sleep immediately. He would sometimes ended up not sleeping at all and stayed up all day. Like today, he's rubbing his eyes, cursing himself for not being able to sleep. Maybe he reached his limit. He stares out at the window, as the sound of waves crashes onto the beach gently near his residents. From far, a bridge street that was previously destroyed by mysterious cause from the incident last month was already fixed to normal. He wonders….

The chances are very slim, but he's desperate at this point. Besides, he need a fresh air after staying inside for a month now.

"Ah…."

Kinjo arrived at the bridge, with his full uniform on as usual. He's staring at the sight before him- pretty much nothing but empty streets as the waves gently swaying beneath the bridge. The man sigh, as he proceed to sit on the sideways of the street and slump his back. What was he hoping for? Of course they will never show up. They're being wanted by the Kisaragi foundation, so of course they will never show themself to let alone the leader of the foundation. Besides, they never know about him at all in first place. Kinjo let out a tired sigh as he chuckles, putting his hand at his right eye. "What am I even doing…? Some kind of police officer I am…. Letting my subordinates die in hands of them…."

"Are you done mourning now?"

A voice spoke up all of sudden, in fact it's a pretty familiar voice to him.

Upon hearing that voice, his other hand reaches out for the gun from his pocket and points it upward to the figure that standing beside him, as his expression immediately grows sour.

The other figure that standing beside him just looks down on him, it was Sora- no, not exactly Sora. It's Yuki now, in Sora's body after the whole circumstances that happened with his real body. The grey-haired figure doesn't look scared at all with the gun being pointed at them. Their expression remains unimpressed.

"I don't want to see you, get out of my sight." "You know that you're suck at lying, right?" "Piss off, I will shoot this gun at you. You bear that man's fortune luck, hence you're a criminal now." "That's an absurd logic of yours. Besides, I haven't done anything that obstruct the laws yet. And I don't even want this kind of blessing in first place." Yuki sighs as he rolled his eyes.

Kinjo still held his gun at the other regardless, though his hand is slightly trembling with his finger being hesitant to pull the trigger. "Even with different body, you still bear that familiar face."

"I told you before, I'm not him." Yuki looks unamused with Kinjo's remark. "… I know." Kinjo let out a sigh, he looks pretty saddened when Yuki replied that as he put down the gun beside him. "You really need to get over it, I heard from your friends that you've been absent for a month from your workplace. Is that what police officers supposed to do?"

Kinjo glares at the other figure. "You don't have the rights to talk to me like that." "Hey, I'm just saying." Yuki replied immediately. "You said that you want to get rid of the Despair right? Then you better do your job properly. Your group might eventually get disbanded if you keep chasing your old friends." Yuki sighs again as he wears his hood over his head. He wasn't planning to be a sudden therapist in first place, he just happened to pass by and then all of sudden he found Kinjo just slumping his back on the street sideways. He have mixed feelings over him, but he wasn't planning to just let him laying down on the streets with the despair group is still after him.

"Well I'm overstaying my welcome here, I'll leave you alone now. Oh, and do inform me if you managed to catch sir Syobai and Iroha. But don't kill them, alright? I need to discuss some thing with them. Don't worry, it's not anything that will break the law." Yuki waves at him as he began to walk away.

"Wait-!" Kinjo shouts as he was about to reach over Yuki's hand. But he was too slow, as Yuki is already gone in the blink of an eye. Kinjo was pretty much surprised with how fast Yuki disappeared, but he decided to not question it and sighs. His last words lingered on his mind for a good while before he takes a deep breath and slowly stood up, picking up the gun beside him.

He stares at the gun on his hand, and slowly look over to the ocean scenery in front of him. He rubs his eyes, getting rid of the remaining tears that was there earlier.

"… I'm going to find him, no matter what."

[khywren]

writing interview tag game!

thank you so much for the tags, @verbenaa and @nyx-nox! i've been in a real slump with writer's block this past week or so, so this is a nice opportunity to kinda step back and engage with my writing a little differently.

when did you start writing?

haha, okay. i'm about to really date myself here, but i technically started writing when i was around 10 or 11 back when i first started playing neopets. i spent most of my time on the RP boards and even though it was extremely casual, i think it counts! i did a lot of that on various websites and forums throughout my teens, but i only transitioned to fanfiction last year when i picked up bg3. god bless you, astarion.

are there different themes or genres that you enjoy reading than what you write?

oh, certainly. i really enjoy dark romance and i'm slowly getting into sci-fi as well. but my favorite genre to read is still fantasy, which is why bg3 fits so well into my wheelhouse.

is there a writer you want to emulate or get compared to often?

i don't think i've ever been compared to anybody. as far as emulating goes, i probably do pick up subtle things from authors i really enjoy, but i don't do it consciously. i'm just kinda doing my own thing, and that seems to be working well enough for me!

can you tell me a bit about your writing space?

i don't really have a designated space, per se, as i do most of my writing on my phone because it's convenient. but if i had to choose my favorite place, i really love curling up under a blanket in the nest of pillows on my bed, since i feel like being cozy puts me in a good mood for writing.

what's your most effective way to muster up a muse?

there are three places i seem to get most of my ideas: at work, when it's dead and i have nothing else to do but let my mind wander; in the shower, where all of mankind's greatest epiphanies happen; and in bed, when i'm trying to sleep. i swear to god, when i'm struggling for ideas, if i lay down and close my eyes and just kinda run through dialogue or scenarios in my head, i'll typically come up with something sooner or later. i don't know what it is about my brain being somewhere in that fuzzy state between being awake and asleep, but it works. i always have to scramble to write things down in my notes app before i pass out entirely, but you gotta do what you gotta do.

are there any recurring themes in your writing? do they surprise you?

you know, i genuinely don't know. the same way with writing styles, i don't consciously pay attention to recurring themes; i just kinda write whatever i vibe with, and any recurring themes are pure coincidence. so i guess by that measure any recurring themes in my writing would probably surprise me.

what is your reason for writing?

i have a few reasons! firstly, as a creative outlet. i've enjoyed reading and writing in some capacity all my life, and it feels good to make something all your own. i can't draw worth a damn, so writing is the only way i have to get those ideas out! i've found that bg3 has been the most influential and inspirational piece of media I've ever consumed, and i need an outlet for all of that. i've seen so many other people having fun sharing their stories and ideas, and i wanted to be a part of that too! i've met some truly wonderful people in the process, and it makes all the writer's block and the natural frustration that can occur with writing more than worth it.

Is there any specific comment or type of comment you find particularly motivating?

honestly, getting any comment makes me so happy. the fact that someone enjoyed something i wrote enough to leave feedback, even if it's just a heart emoji or something simple like that is still encouraging! getting comments on older works or things I've written that i was not entirely happy with remind me that i'm probably always being too hard on myself, and that a lot of my self-doubt is probably not as big a deal as it feels like.

how do you want to be thought about by your readers?

oh lord. i don't know! i'm writing for the fun of it, not for clout. but i always hope that the stuff i write makes people feel something, one way or the other. i want people to feel comfortable enough to leave comments/or talk to me about whatever, since a big part of why i'm here is for the community!

what do you feel is your greatest strength as a writer?

i've gotten a lot of positive reactions to my characterization, which is honestly so motivating, since i always want to stay as true as i can to the characters as i see them. i've been working on refining my prose, and while i'm not quite at the point where i'm satisfied, i do think I've made a lot of progress in the year or so I've been writing fanfic.

how do you feel about your own writing?

wellllll. i've definitely grown more confident since i've started to post stuff, but imposter syndrome is a massive bitch and sometimes i really struggle with feeling good about the things i write. i don't think i'm terrible, of course, but i am a natural perfectionist, which is a real pain for anyone who's doing something creative. but i know the only way i'll make those improvements i want to see is by writing more, not less, so i just gotta keep going! it's not always easy, but i'm doing my best.

when you write, are you influenced by what others might enjoy reading, or do you write purely for yourself, or a mix of both?

definitely both. i want to stay true to my own style and vision, but i'm also writing things that i want to share with other people, so it's hard to not be at least a little invested in writing something other people will enjoy as well. but i'd say that overall, i write more to create something i would want to read rather than what other people would enjoy.

not sure who all's been tagged, but! @nerdallwritey. @roguishcat, @cinnamontails-ff, @pinkberrytea; no pressure, of course!

[love-kurdt]

just a little announcement for fanfic readers who aren’t writers

(not all of you!! most of you are wonderful!! this is just specifically meant for those who repeatedly ask me about updates and shit even after i’ve explained why i haven’t updated in x amount of days)

ok hi i’m breaking my silence. call me offensive, cancel me, whatever you want to do. but i’ve had enough. sometimes some of y’all make me want to quit writing altogether. specifically those of y’all who are solely readers who don’t write. because i don’t think y’all fully comprehend what it’s like to be a writer, let alone understand the creative process and all it entails.

writing is a tricky thing. because i could sit in front of my computer with all the motivation to write and with nothing else on my plate and come out of a writing session with absolutely nothing. it’s so frustrating. i’ve pulled my hair out trying to wrack my brain for a mere sentence. on the other hand, i could spend a short amount of time writing and get a shit ton of work done. it all happens by chance.

all creators are different. some are able to work at lightning speed and not care about the quality as much. there are some who work super slowly because they care too much about the quality and not about the time constraints. and there are a bunch of people who are scattered in the middle of these two extremes. inspiration also plays a huge role in writing. it can be found in many places, and sometimes, it can’t be found at all. i can read book after book, watch stranger things 10 times in a month, spend time outside, talking with friends, and still draw a blank when writing.

y’all don’t understand the amount of work that goes into writing. authors spend hours. days. months. on stuff that you’ll consume in five minutes. and then you demand more. people have been sending in comments, dms, and asks about when i’m going to update my stories, youtube channel, etc., and telling me things like “omg this is taking forever” and “why did you stop.” i didn’t stop. i just have a life. giving y’all the “writing takes time” spiel doesn’t seem to make any difference at all. you guys just don’t care. all you want is content.

last year was one of the worst years of my life, and i churned out “this is me trying” as therapy. i hadn’t even planned any sequels back then. i just wrote what i had in my head and hoped for the best. i shouldn’t have even mentioned the possibility of sequels at all, because that just set me up for all this bullshit. this week, i just finished my last final exams of my life. i’m graduating from college next saturday, which i attended while working full time for all 4 years, and writing music and fanfic on the side. and i’m fucking tired.

long story short,

if you feel called out by this post, then you’re part of the problem. be more considerate.

[annaliessse]

Since I'm high on motivation right now, I decided to begin writing a new series featuring all Rhodolite princes. It will be called 'The Two Faces of Love' and each prince will have two stories: pragma (enduring love) and eros (passionate love).

We'll start with our poster boy, Leon since he's slowly been crawling up my bias list without me knowing. Heavily inspired by this quote from Emma written by Jane Austen:

"If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more."

WARNING: Fluff central up ahead; basically just Leon and MC loving each other very much.

𝕭𝖊𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖉 𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖘 𝕾𝖆𝖞

Word Count: 714

Leon knew you were up to something. You wore your heart on your sleeve, fearless and secure in your emotions. You were running around like a panicked bunny all day for a few months and when he did see you, you’d avert your gaze in fear of being caught. As such, he saw you less and less yet, he can’t find it in him to get mad. Not when your eyes sparkled with excitement. He can’t deny that he is curious though, and when he wraps his arms around you at night, his patience wears even thinner, wondering when you would finally reveal whatever it was you were losing sleep over.

Then finally, the day came. The two of you were riding the carriage to town together and your foot kept tapping insistently in impatience.

“Hey, you do know that whatever it is, I’m going to love it, right?”

You sigh, “I know, Leon. It’s just that I’ve been working so hard on this. I need everything to proceed perfectly.”

He takes your hand, drawing small circles in an attempt to relax you.

“Then, I’m looking forward to it. I want to see whatever surprise my fiancé’s beautiful heart has thought of this time,” he smiles. “Although, seeing you like this is enough for me. Knowing that you’ve worked hard and that you’re this anxious is already making me feel so happy. All these just for me.”

He closes his eyes and sighs, “Ah, really. Are you planning to make my heart burst with so much happiness?”

You laugh, and its gentle melody is enough to fill Leon’s heart with affection.

As they approach closer to town, the sound of music gradually fills the air. He can hear cheers and shouts as if people were enjoying so much merriment. Finally, the carriage alights, and when Leon steps down, his eyes widened in astonishment.

“Surprise!” You shout at him.

The town was filled with so many people dressed in colorful garments. In the middle of the square, various performers stole the crowd’s attention. On every corner, people were selling rose-themed products: paintings, sculptures, food… everything you could think of.

Leon looks at you, still bewildered at the festival before him.

“What is this?”

“It’s a celebration, Leon. For you and the Rhodolite you will build as its king. These past few months, I’ve seen how hard you worked: creating better tax incentives for our farmers, developing our kingdom’s exports, and overall just doing whatever you can to make this country the best in the land. This is a culmination of it all, Leon. A culmination of your first moves as a king, and a beginning of the path you will create as our ruler.”

He didn’t think he could love someone more than he did you at this particular moment. Little did he know, that he would be proven wrong the very next instant.

Shyly, you tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear, “Remember that day when you returned after being held hostage? You asked me to tell you that I loved you.”

“I did.”

“And I told you it was difficult. It was difficult since what I felt for you was so much more than the meaning of the word love. Well, this is it Leon. This is my ‘love’ for you. What I can’t express in words, I’ll show in action, because there is no word in the whole world that can perfectly capture what my heart feels for you.”

Leon felt tears down his cheeks and he wasted no time pulling you by your hand and wrapping you in his embrace. He placed a gentle kiss on your lips, his rough palm caressing your cheek.

“There is no word that can describe what you mean to me as well,” he says, voice raspy as he tries to contain the love he feels for you. “And every single day, for the rest of our lives, I’ll show that to you. I’ll show you that what we have is something indescribable, something you’ve never seen even in your favorite romance books.”

Leon peppers your face with kisses before he nuzzled against your cheek.

“But for now, an ‘I love you,’ will have to do. I love you.”

“I love you too, Leon.”

[septembersung]

📖 - tell me about something that helped inspire this part of the story

🖋️ - tell me something about the writing process that went into this part of the story

❓ - author's choice! tell me anything you'd like to share about this part of the story "The priest nodded. “I understand. Do you know what I am? What agreement I offer?” Calm and collected.

He took a breath. “Yes.”

“Can you read?”

“Enough.” His father had tried.

“Write?” ”Enough.”

“And...” A first hesitation. “Are you fully initiated?”

Despite everything, he grinned. It felt lopsided and unnatural on his face. “Bishop Ananais, last year’s harvest on Gemini.”

The priest beamed. “That simplifies things.”

The woman beside him shifted suddenly and both men turned to her, startled. She laid her folded hands on the rickety tabletop. He saw her wrists were not bound, but were ringed with wide raw strips where something had dug into the skin. Though the hands were grimy, the nails were short and neat.

“Woman,” said the priest kindly, in a clear voice. She inclined her head slightly, but did not meet his eyes. “We are going to the new world,” he continued, slowly, “in the far outer system. I’m sure you know the law. Colonists without proof of intent to populate-” He paused. “To have children. Are not permitted to go. But we will not take you against your will.”

We? he thought. And then, But where will she go, if not with us? The vision of the dark, depressurized bay returned, and he shivered.

She did not answer, but sat still, her head inclined. The silence drew out and his heart sank. The priest’s impassive face grew sad. She did not understand. Was there no interpreter - ?

She raised her head. “I go,” she said, the Standard heavily accented. “Free.”

He felt as though he'd been clapped hard on the back. The priest jumped to his feet, bringing his hands together, joy in his face.

Swiftly the priest brought out a packet of papers. “You will sign the engagement,” he said, deftly sliding out the correct paper, and laying the government-issued red pen on top. “That will serve to get us aboard.”

A relief he hadn’t been looking for leaked like cold water down his chest. Just the engagement. And he firmly put his father’s face out of his mind."

📖 - I really wanted to explore arranged marriage, but in the worst of environments, with people who have very little idea what they’re doing. A little island of decency trying to be Catholic in a sea of moral bankruptcy. In my original vision, I wanted the motives and identities of the men to be murky for the reader until much later, so you don’t know if you trust them or not, but found I just couldn’t write it that way. This scene is the necessary staging ground, because I need to get these three strangers from awful circumstances legally bound together and on a ship to what they hope is going to be a kind of earthly promised land (spoiler: it’s not) so the real developments can happen in their relationships as they learn to trust each other and learn from each other.

🖋️ - This was a hard part to write. It is what it is right now but I’m not all that happy with it? I went through a couple iterations of the how the church-state relationship works and it needs some more thinking. I’m also not satisfied with how Mir works out on paper.

❓- Fr. Paul’s mandate is to get himself to the new world and establish a mission (this is illegal, which is why he attached himself to Mir and Adam in a technically different capacity.) He was selected for this necessary but the-opposite-of-prestigious duty because his superior dislikes him. He has a knack for getting himself in trouble by drawing attention to himself, like wearing his habit and rosary in public and ransoming captives from the trafficking rings with money he’s not supposed to spend. In the original draft, he had the cost of Mir referred back to his monastery, which I loved because it highlights the weird place of the church in this pagan society - kind of tolerated provided they stay quiet in public and generally assumed to be as corrupt as everyone else - but decided that sophisticated of a financial arrangement didn’t make sense in what’s essentially the Wild West in space. But I may revisit it if I flesh out more fully how the technically illegal but overlooked institution of trafficking/slavery actually functions and what comms tech they have.

[bgeevee2005]

Projects and Personal Update Announcement

Alright. For the past few weeks, I’ve been going through some personal issues that prevented me from getting the inspiration and motivation to draw or write. Not gonna lie, I’ve been feeling relatively lonely, and I was also dealing with depression and paranoia as well… I haven’t been able to draw a lot as well, as there were some people who were uncomfortable with some of the things I was in, though I’ve been slowly able to get out of the deep hole I got myself in… Though I’m still worried about the same past mistakes, I’m currently trying to focus on my personal well-being as well… And on top of that, I’m going to start university in October, which is what I’m also worrying about… Also, if you want, you can add me on Discord, though I have to know you pretty well at first. Anyway, here are the stuff I’m planning to release:

Outlaw Gangster — For the past year, I’ve been working on this particular story, which is pretty much inspired by my personal real life. Many of the characters are pretty much inspired by people I actually know in real life, and the story takes inspiration from many racing and driving video games. Story is planned to have 4 Volumes. All the characters in this story are humans, many of the characters actually inspired by me and many people I know in real life, so most of the characters will have prototype inspirations. And to be completely honest with you, this is actually a rewritten version of a very old story of mine, which I was writing during the pandemic, and the results of it (the original) were something I’m genuinely not proud of at all. So now, I want to try to remake it, and possibly do it better this time. Hope you enjoy reading them, once I post the story. Keep in mind that the story might include some action scenes, such as profanities and violence, which might not be appropriate for some people. If you’re 12 or below, I’d advise you to read with caution.

Rush Gotham Blur — Basically a spin-off story of Outlaw Gangster, which, however, is set in my Pokémon universe. The story is a sequel to my recently uploaded “Liberty Gangstress” (which took inspiration from Need For Speed Unbound). RGB takes inspiration from many other video games, such as Gran Turismo 7, TC Motorfest (Both of which I haven’t played much lately for several reasons), TDU Solar Crown (Which I still haven’t gotten), Need For Speed Unbound and many other video games I know. The Main Protagonist is a Pikachu, and the story includes many kinds of Pokémons, not just Eevee Evolutions. This story is not suitable for people 12 or below, as it includes profanities and violence. Be advised in case you’re not comfortable with some topics, so read with caution.

Saintsport Wanderers — A prequel of Rush Gotham Blur. Story is inspired by a popular webcomic, about college students, who are anthropomorphic animals (If you know the comic, that’s good), and the characters are Pokémons. The story, just like all the others, will be a text-written one. And all the characters will be Pokémons in it. It basically shows what college/university life is like for others, considering that I’ll start going to college/university on October 1st. Story will be rated 13 or above, as it tackles some topics, which might not be appropriate for others. Viewer discretion is advised for those who are not comfortable with slightly more Mature topics.

Millennium City 2030: Return of the Wolf (Title Might Change) — This story is a sequel to both Liberty Gangstress. Characters are Pokémons, and the story is set in the near future of 2030 in the fictionalized version of Sofia, Bulgaria, called Cobraville, better known internationally as Millennium City. Story will show what Bulgarian life is like for some people, though it will include more mature topics as well, and it will include lots of references to my country. Story will include language, violence, and overall, it will be 12+, but some chapters will be for slightly more mature audiences, due to the inclusion of serious topics that some might find inappropriate. Read with caution and hope you enjoy it.

Other Stories, which I might probably write:

Transformers Cyberbound — Remember when I was into Blaze and the Monster Machines? Well, I’ve decided to try to write my own personal fanfiction series in the Transformers world. Unlike my own personal AUs for Blaze and the Monster Machines, which inspired me for my “Heateon” story, this story will pretty much be a lot more serious. In this fanfiction series, there are humans, who fight on both sides: both good and bad. I’m not sure how many Chapters/Episodes the story will have yet, but I expect there to be a lot. Story will be rated 7+, as I want it to be suitable for slightly more mature audiences, yet appropriate for the younger audience as well. Many of the canon characters will have my own personal designs, while I’ll try to keep them as close to the canon as possible. The story is fan-made, due to the 40th Anniversary of the franchise, which was announced on September 17th, 1984. And I hope you enjoy reading the story, when I’m able to write it.

Outside the Law (Title Might Change) — A police story, about a former military pilot, who goes after every single dangerous criminal in his home city, Delgham City (fictionalized version of Detroit), as some of the cops in the police department are somewhat corrupt. Story will most likely be either 16+ or 18+, as it includes stuff that is heavily inappropriate. So if you’re not an Adult, I advise you to beware of reading it.

Sun Corona (Title Might Change) — Pokémon story, which takes inspiration from both The Crew and Test Drive Unlimited video game series. Story is currently in a very early development, so I can’t reveal anything about it at all. Not yet at least. Might be most suitable for people between 12 and 18.

Spirits in the Underground (Title Might Change) — This story is set between the events of Heateon and MC2K30. It’ll basically be a mixture between action/adventure, crime/angst & possibly fantasy/supernatural. Story is a spin-off sequel of Heateon. Might get a rating of 12+, as it includes language and some action scenes, which might not be very appropriate for slightly younger audiences. Viewer discretion is advised.

Wyjście (Title Might Change) — This story would most likely be a fanfiction, which is inspired by the 2024 video game “Heading Out”, made by the Polish developers “Serious Sim”. Title is the video game’s name in Polish, though there is a possibility I might change it. I decided to write such a story, because this video game in particular is what I mostly watched online, while I was still in a very deep state of depression. It’ll most likely be set in 1974/1975. Story might include topics, which might not be suitable for everyone. Reading with caution is recommended, and the rating will probably be 12+.

Minun Kesäautoni/Minun Talviaautoni (Title Might Change) — It’s probably going to be a fanfiction, inspired by both “My Summer Car” and its upcoming sequel, “My Winter Car”. Story might be set in 1976 (Intro), 1995 (MKA) and before 2000 (MTA). Title is the Suomi name of the two videogames, but I might change it. This duology is what inspired me to probably write this fanfiction. Plot is currently in development, so this is just a story suggestion. This fanfiction will most likely get a rating of 12+.

Night Runner (Title Might Change) — This story will most likely be inspired by the currently in development videogame “Night-Runners”. It will be set in Japan, between 1990 and 2009. I’m not sure what the exact plot might be yet, this is just a story suggestion. Rating might be either 7+ or 12+, depending on the Chapters.

There might be much more content to make in the future. However, this is all I could make for now. I might also upload character reference sheets on some of my accounts, including my Refsheet (I made an account on there, as I can’t make a Toyhou.se), so if you’re interested, you can check my characters, and learn more about them better. Also, I’m currently working on my Discord server, a new one, as I had an older one, which I made over 3 years ago, but this one went dead pretty quickly, due to me being severely inexperienced. Anyway, this is all from me for now. Wish me good luck with my progress. And I want to let you know that I’m slowly starting to feel better now, though I’m not able to be online all day, as I’m only allowed on my phone for about 60 minutes at maximum right now, due to personal issues. Goodbye for now. I’ll see you all around!

From Yours Truly, Miles “BGEevee2005” Walker