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miraclewoozi · 3 months

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(TEASER) HIGH FIDELITY. - c.hs

getting back on the horse is hard, and failing to hit it off with the cute gamer guy you went for a drink with last night has the potential to be your love life’s last straw. but when up and coming rockstar VERNON unexpectedly canters into your life, you find yourself asking very important question: do you have it in you to saddle up, one more time?

pair ; vernon x fem reader. ( also starring: besties!seungkwan + chan. ) content ; strangers to lovers. up-and-coming musician!vernon x record store owner!reader. fluff, angst, smut. (MINORS DNI). slow burn. warnings ; drinking + alcohol is a theme throughout. mentions of a past relationship breakdown. reader experiences a lot of stress, anxiety and feelings of doubt. reader is the monarch of self sabotage. wc ; teaser, 1.5k. full fic, est. 40k. note ; if you saw any of my posts about the show high fidelity… you’ll know where this came from. ( it doesn't stick to rob + liam's plot too closely with the exception of the first few encounters. )

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE

“It’s just my opinion!”

From your perch on top of the store’s counter, you raise both of your palms in a display of your innocence. Chan stands in the middle of the R&B aisle, looking personally offended, fingers curled around the top of one of the wooden crates holding your stock.

“Me saying ‘I don’t think Welcome to the Black Parade is the best track on that album’ is not me saying that it’s a bad song.”

“But how can you say that?” Chan groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Who’s hearing the opening note to Famous Last Words and feeling the same way as they do with the Black Parade?”

“Most iconic doesn’t mean the best,” you counter. “Besides – I never said you weren’t allowed to have it as your favourite. It’d be a boring game if we all had the same answer.”

“I cannot cope with you anymore,” Chan whines. “You know what? No. I don’t even believe you. You’re just being a contrarian.”

“Why would I do that?” you ask.

“Because it’s the best song on the goddamn albu–”

The bell above the door chimes loud and clear through the store and both of your squabbling voices fall silent. Your head turns in the direction of the entrance, an autopilot greeting already forming on your lips, but you feel them fall slack the moment you realise who it is that’s just walked in.

It’s been five days. Though it would be a mistruth to claim you hadn’t thought about the singer since the night of his gig, it’s not one to say you didn’t think he would ever actually come into your place of work.

Much less at 3 o’clock in the afternoon. On a Thursday.

He pops his wrists as he walks a little further into the store, glancing around. Barring one of your regulars who walks about with his earphones in all the time, the store is completely empty; an adrenaline spike prickles the hairs on your arms, all the tiny muscles beneath your skin pulling them to stand upright.

“Hi,” he says once he deems himself to be close enough, stopping in his tracks and bumping the toe of his shoe against the floor.

“Hey,” you greet him in return.

“I’m-... Vernon. We met at the show, the other night?”

“Yeah — yeah, I remember you,” you smile. “I’m-... well. I’m still y/n.”

“Still y/n,” he says on a relieved exhale, grinning and glancing away from you. “I uh… I just had some free time. Thought I’d swing by and see what you guys had going on here.” Vernon adjusts the collar of his t-shirt, the silver of his rings glinting under the flickering yellow light overhead.

(It was definitely somewhere on your list of things to get fixed. Honest.)

“Sure, yeah,” you nod, swallowing hard and trying your best not to stare at him. It’s hard, though – in broad daylight, the way the flannel tied around his waist floats down over his hips and the way his jeans hug at his thighs is… you don't even have the words. “Let me know if you need help finding anything, okay?”

“I will.” He starts to thumb through one of the wooden boxes, offering a small smile your way. “Thank you.”

You’re holding your breath a little as he pulls a few 80’s rock albums out, his lips downturned in surprised approval at some of the records you carry. He holds onto a couple as he moves around the store and the entire time, you can feel Chan and Seungkwan staring at you. If there wasn’t a very real danger of Vernon looking your way again at a moment’s notice, you know you would be showing them your middle finger.

Really, they come away lucky.

“You don’t even know how long I’ve been trying to find some of these,” Vernon says after a few minutes, sauntering toward the desk – you’re still sitting on top of it, your legs swinging in the air beneath you. “Might have to make this my new stop.”

And displayed beside you on the counter – right by the cash register – are a few of his albums. The ones Seungkwan picked up after the show; until about two seconds ago, you had forgotten they were even there.

Vernon’s face lights up when he notices, turning to Seungkwan. “Come on, no way. Dude, I thought you were kidding.”

“We love our locals in here, man,” Chan chimes quickly, seeing you start to freeze up. You nod to agree, biting on the inside of your cheek. “It was on the speakers yesterday. Four people asked us about you.”

“For real?” Vernon asks, but when all three of you nod your heads, you see the beginnings of a blush start to creep up his neck. “Wow. Thank you – um. That’s really cool of you guys.”

“It’s good music,” Seungkwan shrugs. “You’re super talented.”

Vernon doesn’t seem to know what to do with all the compliments he’s receiving. Even so, he thanks your friends again with a stomach-twisting sincerity before he turns back to you.

“I’ll take these,” he says a little breathlessly. You find yourself a tiny bit lost in the warmth of his eyes and it takes you a moment to remember to swivel around and slip off the other side of the countertop. You do, though. Eventually.

“Nice,” you say softly as you shuffle through them, ringing each one through. He’s got pretty decent taste, even if less than a week ago you were actively cringing at his choice of cover song. (It’s okay. That was before you knew better.) “Do you– need sleeves, or…?”

“I’m good. Thank you, though.” Vernon rests his hands against the edge of the counter and drums a quiet rhythm out with his thumbs as you tap away at the register. “Are-... you guys busy tonight, by the way?”

You look up from placing the records into a paper bag, glancing over to your colleagues who both rush to shake their heads. Vernon looks from them, to you, and you mirror their motions. Even if I was, you start to think wistfully. I’d make time.

“I’m down at the Velvet Lounge later on. Across town? It starts at eight thirty; I could get you guys on the list, if-... um…”

“That’d be awesome,” Chan says, nodding so hard you’re surprised his head doesn’t roll off his shoulders and start bouncing across the floor.

“Wouldn’t miss it,” Seungkwan adds.

Vernon grins at them both, humming softly, before turning back to you and fumbling with his wallet to take out his card to pay for his purchases. You turn the machine around to face him; he hovers with his hand just above it.

“Maybe… I’ll see you tonight, too?” He says.

You can’t help the delight that rises inside you, as if it’s been injected straight into your bloodstream. It’s everywhere, all of a sudden. In your brain and your heart and your bones and in your lungs.

Yet, you somehow manage to keep your composure when you say, “yeah. Maybe you will.”

The payment goes through and you slide the bag over towards Vernon, your eyes never leaving his and his eyes never leaving yours. His fingers brush over yours as he takes it from you, the bite of the cold ring on his index finger a shocking contrast to the warmth the rest of his hand radiates. You hope your little gasp isn’t too audible, but… the way Chan whirls around to face away from the scene in front of him (presumably to poorly conceal his laughter), you know you haven’t gotten away with it.

“Cool,” he says, hesitating another second before finally pulling himself away. He bows his head in the direction of your friends, sending another of those irresistibly sweet smiles at you, and then he starts off towards the door. “See you, then.”

You feel your pulse finally start to slow as you grip the counter for dear life, setting out a long, drawn-out breath. What just happened? Why do you feel all… fuzzy?

“Maybe… I’ll see you tonight, too?” Chan asks in the deepest voice he can muster, snapping you out of your own head none too pleasantly. You turn in their direction as your other favourite moron feigns tucking hair behind his ear and flutters his eyelashes across at Chan.

“Yeah… Maybe you will.” And Seungkwan’s imitation of you is a little too accurate. Creepily so, and you want to curse him out for it. Instead, you scrunch up a bag to throw towards the pair of them, grinning despite yourself as they both swerve to dodge it.

“Oh my God, shut up,” you chastise them. You don’t have any bite, though, your brain still tingly and positively reeling and seeing Vernon’s dazzling smile every time you so much as blink. And when Seungkwan takes a running start and launches himself, full-force, into Chan’s unsuspecting arms? When Chan lifts him up and spins him around, and when they start making kissy-noises at each other between unearthly cackles?

You know that the next few hours are going to be the longest of your entire life.

thank u for reading!! i hope you liked this lil snippet!! i got kind of impatient with myself and needed to post something about this, so if you're interested in the full fic please feel free to drop a like, an ask, a reblog or a comment to tell me your thoughts! this piece has become sort of my passion project the last six months or so and i'm really excited to share the whole thing with you guys when it's done.<3

#vernon x reader #vernon fanfic #now. how does a bitch tag a teaser. let me know #idw tag this as smut because This part isn't. the full fic contains it. but.#i'm overthinking it.#ig this is mostly just for the followers + friends anyway i'll figure out the full thing later lmao BYE <3 #j writes.#*#re. high fidelity.

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broomsticks · 1 year

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intro wolfstar fic recs (fluffy/light angst)

an off-the-top-of-my-head intro to wolfstar reclist for a request on the wolfstar discord. criteria: requestee reads drarry, fluffy to light angst, "maybe classic marauders era for a taste of what the fic is typically like?" i went for (a) present-day active authors and (b) 2017ish "modern-day classics," <50k, mostly canon-setting.

(a) present-day active authors:

Upstairs, Downstairs by @squidgilator (5k, G): great little "intro" fic to one of my favorite hogwarts era pining/get-together authors, "In which Hogwarts traps Sirius and Remus on an endless staircase to make them talk to each other."

Cooler Than Frogs by Penknife (4k, T) & Not In Front Of the Dog! by Engie_Ivy (2k, T) are similar uniquely wolfstar/HP-magic adorable get-togethers.

Tinker, Tailor, Solider, Spy…Best Friend, Brother, Roommate, Lie by @femme--de--lettres (9k, T): muggle au, Hope Lupin keeps count of how many attempts it takes her son to finally admit that he's in love with his best friend. if you like this, author has two longfic WIPs (a spy AU and a law school AU with terrific rep that's very wonderfully and honestly done!)

on the issue of fever and delight by aeridi0nis (12k, T). post-prank fic, prangst get-together is one of the most classsiicccc wolfstar tropes ever. stellar characterization & just magical prose: "After the initial shock, Sirius closes his mouth. Clears his throat. He wears repentance poorly, as all former princes do; his spine seems reluctant to bend that way, so all he can scrounge up is a pathetic imitation of every other guilty person he’s ever witnessed. It’s perhaps the first time that Remus has seen him fall short in something."

by the same author, in lieu of beaujolais (18k, M) -- another brilliant post-hogwarts first war era muggle london flat-sharing & and then they were roommates/ oh my god they were roommates get-together that has lots of similar feels as 2015ish era ‘classic’ wolfstar.

(b) 2017ish "modern-day classics"

June, and Other Natural Disasters by montparnasse (5k, T) "sirius/remus, summer, huge gay crush". montparnasse is an absolutely classic 2015-2018ish era wolfstar writer with a Certain Writing Style and you either love it or you don't, & if you love this relatively short one, literally everything else in their catalogue are must-reads.

few more M-rated under read more

The things that lurk in the dark by TheDivineComedian (5k, M). MWPP era, sixth year. There's something terrifying in the dungeons. late enough to be 'classic' (tbh any A/N that uses the term mwpp instead of marauders era is straight away a 'classic'). no but seriously this has all the defining features of a classic wolfstar fic to me: strong characterizations of all four marauders, lovely Shenanigans vibe / they're Up To No Good, there's Trauma but make it funny, overall just a great blend of light and angst.

The Active Reader by veeagainst (7k, M). When a craze for pulpy romance novels about Dark Creatures starts in Gryffindor, Sirius reads one about a werewolf -- and decides to write a better one. hilarious, intellectual, and hot; who says you can't have it all! very engaging!!

The Weather Inside by earlybloomingparentheses (43k, M). a classic canon-setting 'falling in love during the first war' story, ensemble fic with background jily. plausibly canon compliant, fic ends happily.

that’s the art of getting by by sarewolf (40k, M). "angst with a happy ending" perfectly describes this fic, one of the best remus/wolfstar raises harry especially for its length / <50k fic, and an absolute modern-day classic (read: Gaerfinn will ban me if i don't rec this)

#wolfstar #wolfstar fic recs #harry potter fanfiction #hp fics #fic rec list

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dearophelia · 1 year

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best of sara's fic, according to her

Because I’m feeling some kind of way about my cancer lately and wanted to put together a Sara’s Greatest Fic Hits while I’m still around to do it (which is a morbid thing to type, but see the intro: been feeling some kind of way lately).

These range from my most popular fics, to the ones lost to weird posting hours, and everything in between. If I counted correctly, there are 14 fandoms on this list: from Mass Effect and Dragon Age, to Grey’s Anatomy and Stargate SG-1, to The West Wing and Calvin & Hobbes.

I’d appreciate reblogs on this (I am not ashamed to pull the stage iv cancer card here) so it can reach as many people as possible.

I have been writing fic for over 15 years; this is not a short list.

All are rated T or lower unless otherwise indicated. All stories are at or under the 3k mark unless otherwise indicated.

Stargate SG-1:

waves are universal (the heaven in hiding remix) (Sam/Jack; I’m very Normal about this fic; time travel and alternate realities, a host of OCs (and some familiar faces from Norafic if you look closely), oh and the Sam/Jack kid from the alternate reality! Only she’s an adult and working on a way to save the world! This has it all, folks: humor, romance, angst, action! I told you I’m Normal about it; 40k)

strange is the night where black stars rise (Sam; horror! A low creeping sense of doom! The King in Yellow! No, seriously, fuck that planet; 10k)

#sg1wedding (Sam/Jack; their wedding turned into An Event against their will; bets are going down about who would win in a fight: Bra’tac or the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs; also Jack loses his socks; twitterfic from 2012 and technology has definitely Marched On, just read it like an unhinged group chat fic)

phoenix (Sam/Daniel/Teal’c, Sam/Jack, Sam/Jack/Daniel/Teal’c; apocalypse (that I consulted a real live geologist on!); rebuilding in the wake of said apocalypse; team family feelings, kids, and some really shitty neighbors; 38k)

Dragon Age:

joy cometh in the morning (Ariadne; rated M; a host of OCs; mind the warnings; friendship; worldbuilding galore; friendships and mentors and first loves; did I mention friendship and worldbuilding?; 56k)

through the rude wind’s wild lament, and the bitter weather (Ari+Cullen; quiet magic, kind magic, good magic is still new to Cullen)

as the sun kissed the horizon (Ari/Josephine; a relationship in ten moments)

‘til we meet again (Ari+Cullen; platonic sleeping together!)

so hold my hand, consign me not to darkness (Ari; her faith is the core of who she is and, for the first time, Andraste isn’t there; post-Trespasser)

raise your fists up to the sky (Kylie/Krem; it’s Krem’s first day with the Chargers and there’s a naked elf in the middle of camp)

every demon wants his pound of flesh (Krem+Bull; Krem was in the Fade with the Inquisitor and the fear demon had some Things To Say To Him)

black dove (Anaya) & strange little girl (Anaya+Dagna) & dissolving clouds (Anaya+Cullen) (because neurodivergent Inquisitor, friendship, blossoming romance, and three very different takes on blood magic)

skeletons (Zahara+Bull; she is saarebas, he is Ben-Hassrath, and language is important)

children shouldn’t play with dead things (Juliette Amell; she’s always had an easier time with the dead than the living; cw for bugs)

a sorta fairytale (Josephine/Cassandra; flower shop & tattoo parlor AU; 8k)

Mass Effect Trilogy:

gonna set your flag on fire (Nora Vakarian, Liv/Garrus, James/Liara, Liv+Liara, Livfam; action! Humor! Angst! Worldbuilding! OCs!; I am Super Normal about this fic too; I promise everything’s okay in the end, promise, even though it isn’t written yet; Nora is an N3 and has an inactive control chip in her head. She and her team are ordered to investigate a Cerberus facility. It goes, shall we say, awry; 40k)

anthem (Liv/Garrus, Hannah/Zaeed, Liv+Liara; eight months is a long time without each other; angst with a happy ending (I promise); post-Destroy; 13k)

holy ground & dress (Liv/Garrus; ficlets from the night he gets sworn in as Councilor)

brightly shone the moon at night (Liv, Liv+Liara, Liv/Garrus, Livfam; five Christmases in Olivia Shepard’s life; 5k)

the pieces of gold, they light up your eyes & now we’re alone, now we’re alive (Liv/Garrus; the evolution of a relationship)

fighting is said to have reached palaven (Liv/Garrus; please, please let him be alive)

and some things you just can’t speak about (Quentus+Nico; the war)

‘cause i know that it’s delicate (Liv/Garrus; pre-wedding!)

nosce te ipsum (Nico; he likes boys and fanfiction and he didn’t think he’d get his little italicized oh moment)

i will write you love letters if you tell me to (Liv/Garrus; Hannah gives him one of Liv’s notebooks before he goes off to Omega; Garrus does the only thing he can think of with it)

i really need you (Liv/Garrus; James POV during the reunion scene in Priority: Palaven)

you look really tired (Liv/Garrus, Liv+Liara; post-Thessia, Olivia’s not doing well)

hey, so, ground rules (Liv+Zaeed; it’s a lot weird now that he’s dating her mom)

and all the scars you bear are from a previous war (Liv+Quentus; Mom!Liv)

you can hear it in the silence (Liv/Garrus; just a moment, post-war)

this all started because of a bad day (Liv/Garrus; from first meetings to matching rings)

combat, i’m ready for combat & turn on your favorite nightlight (Hannah; she’s a civilian and her daughter isn’t, and she’s bound and determined to know what Liv goes through when her boots hit the ground; Hannah, Zaeed, Liv, and Garrus hit up Armax)

four quarians who never made it back to the fleet (and one who did) (kinda what it says on the tin, honestly. Oh, Tali’s in this!)

everyone’s lost, the battle is won (Evangeline; somewhat predictably, my experiment in getting as many of my team killed as possible resulted in Feelings About It)

across the sky (Susan/Liara; how to make the Control ending feel good)

and yours is in red underlined (Vanessa; The Illusive Man has pissed her off for the last time)

i’m headed straight for the castle (Vanessa; renegade control ending; kneel before your queen)

Mass Effect Andromeda:

for saviours (Tori; ten scenes from a pre-Andromeda life; 10k)

ringing joyful and triumphant (Tori/Liam/Jaal; just some morning fluff)

the thing with the baby angara (Tori/Liam/Jaal; thinking about the future)

the undone and the divine (Tori/Liam/Jaal; the lone single solitary explicit fic on here, give it props for that alone; Liam gets absolutely railed by his partners. That’s it. That’s the fic.)

you’re like the thing that makes the universe explode (Sara Ryder/Suvi, Drack; kid, the only people who don’t know that you like Suvi are people who haven’t met you and Suvi)

this one’s for the torn down, the experts at the fall (Tori+Garrus; one night in the intersection of Victoria Ryder and Archangel; maybe they’re better friends than they both thought)

The West Wing:

a great revelation sigh (CJ; she’s Chief of Staff; ten steps to the apocalypse; the apocalypse source probably didn’t age well, heads up)

it’s in my blood and i won’t give up ‘cause it’s running through my veins (Amy+Andi; it’s Election Day in the future and Amy has nothing to do)

Grey’s Anatomy:

dropsonde (the singers in a lower choir remix) (Addison/Alex, Derek/Meredith, Addison+Derek, Addison+Mark, Mark+Derek; the one that kicked off all the remixes; absolutely off the rails from canon somewhere in S3; budding romances and kidfic and my theory about people being storms and lighthouses; 40k)

scarlet city (Mark/Addison, Burke/Cristina; film noir gangster and detective AU; Addison’s the gangster, Burke’s the detective; literally everyone I could fit into this fic shows up; also Denny is comic relief; 18k)

Misc:

access records (Star Trek Voyager; Naomi Wildman’s holodeck access for the past week; worldbuilding!)

in this twilight our choices seal our fate (the song in the house of night remix) (SVU; Olivia/Elliot; rated M; on the rise and fall of partnership; probably a little too much religious imagery but what the hell else am I gonna do with a minor in religious studies?; 4k)

the end of days job (Leverage; Parker+Eliot+Hardison; the apocalypse job, basically; this one ages well!)

let the only sound be the overflow (D&D; Calia/Kelpie/Edal, aka ot3: fathoms below; the ocean is big and they are not)

we are golden stars above silver seas (we hear echoes from another galaxy) (Calvin & Hobbes; Calvin+Susie; throughout all those years, she never gave up on him; this one went viral on tumblr [LINK] and I cleaned it up for the AO3 version)

lift her, pull her, from the orchids (Grace and Frankie; Grace/Frankie; the one where I invoke the spelling bee)

rocket queens (Babylon 5/Pacific Rim; Susan Ivanova/Talia Winters; look, they’re jaeger pilots, I really don’t know what else to tell you)

the great gig in the sky (Battlestar Galactica; Six; rebirth is painful, she forgets this sometimes)

#screams hits post #s:words

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marveltrumpshate · 1 year

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As we said in our closing message at the end of this year’s auction, you may wonder how much of an impact you can have when you're "just" you, but when one person shows up, a community will come out to support them. You become a part of something bigger, and you achieve something that you wouldn't have been able to do alone. MTH 2022 was proof of that.

This year, 205 "Marvel"-ous creators came forward to offer 343 auctions.

And this year, we raised…

NICE. 😎 But in all seriousness, that's a number that we would have never imagined reaching when the event began in 2018; back then, we were thrilled with $19,262.52—and this is over $22,800 more than that! 😮💖🎉

We never thought we'd hit over $40k this year, and we're unbelievably grateful and proud of what we accomplished together. Through the five MTH auctions we've run, we raised a grand total of $178,800.43.

We're floored to say the least although maybe we shouldn't have been surprised. Every year, you manage to surprise us and set records, and this year was no different. You came out of the gate running and somehow you blazed right past our expectations, continued to make us adjust our stretch goals as bids and donations came in, and hit a number we weren't sure we'd reach even as we began to hope for it.

It’s been an incredible journey, with the mod chat pinging at all hours with excited gifs, effusive heart emojis, and inarticulate keyboard smashes as we expressed our love for the wonderful people in our fandom. It’s been very hard not blurting out the milestones as we reached them when we desperately wanted to share these amazing results with you all.

Creators, we couldn't have started this auction without you. We loved seeing so many veteran creators sign up again and were pleasantly surprised by how many new faces showed up to the party.

Bidders, as crazy as it sounds, most donations were small ones including a lot of those crazily high winning bids—so many of them were the result of people pooling their five dollars together! This has been consistently the case since MTH began. It just goes to show how much of an impact you can have when you’re part of something bigger than yourself. Each donation has a ripple effect, and enough ripples can cause a wave. You matter, and you can make a difference.

We also owe our success to our amazing signal boosters. There can’t be an auction without any participants, so to every fandom community Tumblr that agreed to reblog our posts, every Discord server mod who let us post announcements, and every person who shared our posts and encouraged their fandom friends to sign up and/or bid, thank you so much! Together, we reached hundreds of fantastic creators and bidders from all corners of the Marvel fandom, many of whom we didn't know and some who were hearing about us for the first time.

Thank you all. We’re so touched by the massive number of people who donated above and beyond their pledged amount, creators who took on multiple auctions and offered multiple winner slots, and bidders who accepted their second-place wins with such eagerness! We also had people make donations in the spirit of MTH even though they didn’t win an auction, which was beyond generous.

In addition to the astounding amount of money we were able to raise for charity, MTH was successful in other ways. We strove to be as inclusive as possible, determined to make this event a fandom-wide effort. Considering that the auctions covered over 425 unique platonic and romantic relationships and character-centric options (if we include "all ships/gen"-inclusive relationships, this number is even higher) across 36 universes within the Marvel multiverse, we can safely say that we accomplished our goal.

This spirit of inclusion also applies to our auctions and charities. Every one of 343 auctions was bid on, and every one of our 30 supported charities received donations. We’re in awe of your commitment to supporting all our creators and charities and thrilled that you spread all the love around, bidders!

Here’s our breakdown of the donations (to enlarge the image, click here and hover to see the donation amount per charity). More than half of the charities received at least $1,000 this year!

We’ve also listed the amount raised per charity on our 2022 auction results page.

From the bottom of our hearts, we thank you for helping us turn our fifth Marvel Trumps Hate auction into such a fantastic experience. We cherish every single message of love and support that we received and continue to receive on our Discord server and through DMs, Tumblr messages, emails, tweets, etc. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!

To remember or learn why we created this auction in the first place, please check out our 2018 "thank you" post to all of our creators, bidders, signal boosters, and supporters.

If you'd like to stay updated on all of the 2022 Marvel Trumps Hate fills, follow us and/or check out the "mth 2022" tag on our Tumblr. You’ll also be able to find works posted on AO3 in our Marvel Trumps Hate 2022 collection and links to fills in our Discord server, which you can join to brainstorm prompts, chat about fills, and find out about other fandom events.

Thank you once again to everyone who volunteered their services, time, money, and platforms to spread the word. These are tough times we live in, and it's easy to believe that there's only so much you can do as an individual.

Like Kamala and Nakia, however, many of us feel that if it's in our power to help, if we feel like we should help even if we're not sure what we can change, then the very least we can do is get involved. And as they saw through their actions and we all saw through this year's auction, if enough people feel the same way and rise to the occasion, our impact can be far-reaching and life-changing. You may have "just" chipped in $5, offered something "small" for auction, or "only" cheered people on and spread the word about the event…but without you, we wouldn't have raised over $178,800 to help make this world better for everyone.

And with that, MTH 2022 has officially come to a close. We're so beyond grateful to you all and can’t wait to see all of your fanworks over the coming year!

Lots of love and gratitude, Your 2022 MTH mods

#marvel trumps hate #mth 2022 #announcement

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capitalism-and-analytics · 7 months

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Omfg your retarded! It’s obvious if you stepped outside. Minimum wage hasn’t been raised in years. Rent never stops increasing. Student loans are a death sentence. I just want to be able to afford to fucking live and not question being alive everyday of my life

I see where you're coming from and I understand why those conditions and challenges would make you feel the way you do. All of those in aggregate surely would feel like an impossible barrier to ever overcome.

You are absolutely correct that minimum wage has not been raised in years in most parts of the country and for most individuals, changes in legislation appear to be the only path to a higher income, but you underestimate how much control you truly have in obtaining a higher income. I do not know your journey thus far in life, but what I have observed in a lot of struggling individuals that express similar sentiments that you are mentioning is that they view success as an all-or-nothing pursuit. Now what I mean by this is that a lot of people have a vision of what they want their life to be and they are chasing the it as their next step in life, but instead they should be figuring out what are all the steps to get to their goal of success and viewing each step as an incremental win or success in itself.

e.g. If your goal is $100k and you're at $20k, then you don't need to feel stuck trying to go straight to $100k. You can make it a multi-step journey of progression from $20k -> $30k -> $40k ... $100k

Once gain you are absolutely correct about rent, but the key is that you consistently allow your income to increase too and yes, this is absolutely easier said than done, but you have potential to do it!

Now student loans can definitely be dangerous and relative to your current income, it seems astronomical to manage, but this is because it's meant to be relative to college graduate incomes and to be paid off over a decade. To put this into perspective, the median student loan balance for graduates is close to $35k, which is a little bit more than a new car and usually at a significant lower interest rate (~4.66%), which would equate to $365 monthly payment or $4380 per year. Meanwhile, median starting salary of college graduates upon graduating is the average starting salary for the graduating class of 2022 is $55,260. Even if you ignore raises, that still puts them at ~$51k (after paying student loans), so they generally have being standards of living than those with no student loans earning a significantly lower income.

Regardless of all that information and even if you want to ignore it, at the very least please don't ever question being alive!

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lostelfwriting · 11 days

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Mpreg👀? please?

One of the first Dreamling works I started writing, sitting abandoned at 40k freaking words. 😭

They didn't know Dream of the Endless could get pregnant. And suddenly he was.

Side note, how do I even pick a snippet from that mass of words?!

“Good morning, Hob,” Dream said, holding out a cup of steaming liquid to him. When Hob proceeded to stare and not take it, Dream explained: “Tea. English Breakfast, with a drop of honey.” “Thank you,” Hob said, taking the cup. It seemed to be the perfect temperature for drinking, so he carefully took a sip. It tasted exactly how he made it, too! “Breakfast will be here soon,” Dream said next, looking out of the window as if he could spot the courier from there. Hob looked too, but the street was empty this early in the morning. “I helped him order something online,” Matthew explained helpfully. “Wasn’t allowed to help with the tea, though.” “Your assistance in the kitchen cannot be called help,” Dream scoffed, earning an indignant caw from the bird. “How did you order?” Hob asked, puzzled. He had turned off his phone, like every night, and even so, he used a password.“With my help,” Matthew emphasised. “Your password is weak. Took us three attempts.” “Thirteen-eighty-nine?” Dream noted with a smirk, and Hob blushed. “Alright, alright,” he raised his free hand in the air and sat down on a barstool to drink his tea. “Matthew, maybe it’s time you returned to your duties,” Dream said pointedly, walking over to the window.The raven sighed. “I know, I know. But helping you figure out a phone was much more fun than this. Wish you mentioned breakfast before you came up with your amazing plan for world peace.” He continued to ramble as he flew away, but Dream closed the window immediately.

Ok, this is not very mpreg-y, but in my defense, I've shared snippets from this work before. You should be able to find them under #my writing. :)

#my writing #ask #cw mpreg

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magic-missle · 3 months

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when i raised the possibility of running a ttrpg in the wh40k universe to my close group of friends (all of which know none/very little about 40k) one said they wanted to make the 'Kenedy Skull' the servo skull of JFK that follows the party around, and speaks like JFK, but which is also a psyker

#ttrpg #warhammer #i knew they would make a group of freakazoids

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gasha40k · 1 year

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Objective markers are something I haven’t really put much effort into as of yet, but I have a decently long list of cool, thematic objective markers that I’d like to make for my armies. For example, at some point I’m going to make a Khornate objective marker out of an Ork or a Guardsmen that’s been turned into a statue of brass and bone, as a reference to the Tartora incident in described Codex: Chaos Daemons.

Who could he have been? The MK3 armor raises a lot of questions!

Here’s my first finished objective marker for the Thunderbearers. A dead Space Marine is an all-time classic, whether it be for various secondaries or for the Crusade Agenda that requires Apothecary units to recover lost geneseed.

Having experienced a very recent disaster that both totally scattered and nearly eradicated the Chapter, there’s plenty of lost and otherwise damned Thunderbearers out there in the galaxy for the Apothecarion to recover. This marker also brings to light a dilemma that the Chapter has been facing for centuries now: the fact that, as a Chapter, the Thunderbearers are kind of innately unsustainable.

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Being a fleet-based Chapter, each Thunderbearers Company operates almost completely independently from one another, being separate entities containing their own fleet, support systems, and sects of Chapter command. Think like a much more toned down version of the Black Templars organizational structure. There are only ever 10 Companies, in accordance with the Codex Astartes, but due to their heavily decentralized nature, each Company contains a varying number of men at varying points in time, with some having many more Astartes (or many less) than others. Thunderbearers can also transfer between Companies depending on numerous factors, whether it be command convenience, skillset, training, or personality.

This is all well and good, but between the Ferric Delirium spreading en masse amongst Primaris reinforcements, the scattered nature of the Chapter’s command structure, and the scarcity of dedicated recruiting worlds, Chapter casualties are both high, and difficult to track. This means that casualties are scattered all across the galaxy, and geneseed is in high demand, so the Apothecarion certainly has its work cut out for it.

Moving on, the Calthradia Crusade is reaching a fever pitch. While the Inquisitor speeds towards a derelict orbital beacon, escorted by the Cobalt Lancers, the Necrons and T’au make a midnight strike at the Inquisitorial blacksite that holds the moon fragment.

The Vior’la Sept successfully wrests control of the fragment, but it may be too late, as daemons have begun appearing across the planet, and the relic of the moon begins to stir.

It’s been well over a year since my friends and I started this campaign, and with the arrival of 10th Edition right around the corner, it’s almost time for the Calthradia Crusade to come to a close. There’s only two more missions before it’s over. I’ll make sure to document how the narrative ends, but it’s been a long time coming, and I’m very excited to see how it concludes.

Now that we’re talking about 10th, I’m very excited about the new edition. One of the biggest reasons that I’ve not played 40k as much as I’d like to is because a normal 1k game takes around 4 hours, and I work full time. I ain’t got time for that shit dude. If 10th significantly cuts on game time, as GW preaches it will, I get the feeling that I’ll be a lot more active in the hobby.

Regarding Space Marines, I’m very, very pleased with the new changes. The new Army Rule, Oath of Moment, looks incredibly strong and super fitting to how a Space Marine force should be fighting: highly elite targeted spearhead assaults. This’ll be great for Thunderbearers, because I’ll be able to deepstrike Drop Pods full of ballistics right next to marked units.

Moreover, the new bolt rifle profile means that the Thunderbearers will maintain their breakneck assault speed. Since Assault weapons no longer inflict a -1 to hit penalty on Advancing units, the Rapid Assault Chapter Tactic is completely unnecessary. The Heavy profile similarly no longer inflicts a -1 to hit, which means they’ll be able to quickly get into position and hunker down with a storm of highly bolter fire.

I’d also just accepted that the Devastators and Drop Pods strategy was miserably invalid when they revealed that the Primaris and Firstborn divide is all but dissipating, what with Primaris and Firstborn units being able to share transports. I’m gonna have to buy a couple more Pods, and a lot more Devastators.

In conclusion, the new edition is looking really, really fun. Each army only having 6 stratagems, alongside the game’s core strats, is another huge change that I’m excited for. Remembering stratagems was horribly difficult for me, and cutting them down will make mastering armies much easier. I’m looking forwards to Astartes being broken good for a few months. It’s been a long while since Codex Space Marines have been viable.

#warhammer 40k #miniatures #painting #building #loreposting #calthradia crusade #adeptus astartes #thunderbearers

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howtofightwrite · 2 years

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How effective would snow be as a makeshift rifle suppressor, i.e; If a person were taking their shots with the barel in a snowdrift or packed snow in front of it? The climax of my story involves a character providing cover with a hunting rifle during a winter night and I wasn't sure how much/if it might help deaden the sound and muzzle flash or what effect it would have on the bullet's penetration/trajectory/etc (if any).

Completely ineffective. It would also raise questions about how she'd be able to effectively sight her targets.

So, you have two problems with this plan. First, supressing a gunshot requires trapping the escaping gasses. The actual sound you hear is the powder burning off, so, you need to keep that contained. Rigging up an improvised supressor is possible, for someone with the technical knowhow, and enough raw parts.

There is an, “action movie,” improvised suppressor that drives me up a wall, but actually works. If you have the tools to get a solid seal around the barrel, a plastic bottle does make a functional, single use, suppressor. Importantly, it's still going to make a lot of noise, but it will dramatically reduce the sound of the initial gunshot. Any follow-up shots will be at full volume; stripping and replacing the bottle is probably too complicated to do while providing cover, so this is a one shot trick. It also won't hide that that the targets are getting shot at, but it will make identifying the source of that first shot much trickier. It's also worth remembering that there's a pretty decent chance the bottle will obstruct the sights (or optics), so it is a valid solution, but it has some serious drawbacks.

The second problem you have is your ammunition. With a handful of (exotic) exceptions, rifle rounds are hypersonic. That means they travel above 343m/s, which means they make a tiny sonic boom as they travel. This is the characteristic crack of a rifle round (and many pistol rounds.) The only way to avoid this is by using subsonic ammunition. The ballistics on subsonic ammo tends to be pretty terrible. You don't want to fire this stuff if you don't absolutely have to.

There two very notable subsonic rounds. The first is .45 ACP. A lot of standard .45 ACP has muzzle velocities around 250m/s, which means it lacks that unsupressible crack. The other round is 9x39mm. This is a Russian round designed for a small selection of rifles intended for covert operations. The AS Val, and VSS Vintorez. Since it's introduction, it has also seen use in a few unsupressed firearms. The OTs-14 Groza (Thunderstorm), and the SR3m Vikhr. The cartridge has a muzzle velocity just under 300m/s, and the basic idea was, if you have to reduce the velocity, you can just increase the mass of the bullet. The AS Val and Vintorez were both late-Soviet designs, and while the cartridge is unusual, it is a noteworthy example of a round designed around the speed of sound.

The snow drift would hide the muzzle flash (to some degree), and that's the only thing it would be good for, but this comes with other problems. If you're hiding behind something and shooting through it, you can't see to shoot accurately through it. Unless the hunting rifle is something truly unual, (like an MAS .223), the scope is going to be pretty close in line with the barrel. (Before you get too excited by that example, a MAS .223 sold at auction in September 2019 for $28,750, and another example sold at auction last year for over $40k. This is an extremely rare, and expensive firearm.)

Shooting through a snow drift (or, really, anything else) also has the risk of hitting something inside the drift. This depends on how well your character knows what should be there, but it would be a pretty horrible way to discover the drift is concealing a concrete traffic barrier, or something similar.

Unfortunately, the snow drift is almost certainly concealing snow within. This is the biggest problem with this plan. Snow is surprisingly good at stopping bullets. This should be expected when you consider that water is one of the preferred mediums for stopping bullets in forensic examinations. Trying to put a bullet through a meter of snow is likely enough to stop it. As in, the bullet never comes out, or is already tumbling with very little remaining inertia. If you try to shoot through a snow drift, you're not going to hit your target on the other side. Even just 30cm of snow is enough to destabilize and significantly slow your round. (That number depends on a lot of factors, primarily the bullet used.) This will have the unintentional side effect of dragging your round below the sound barrier, but the cost is that you can't intentionally hit anything with it. It's already going to be tumbling and end up wherever it feels like.

The best option with a situation like this would be for your sniper to find someplace they're relatively concealed, and then be careful with their shots. The ideal approach would be to keep moving, repositioning after each shot, though that might not be an option. They might conceal themselves in the snowdrift, with their rifle and scope peeking out. It's not going to do anything about the gunshot, but it will make them harder to spot before the bullets start flying. And, while the snow wouldn't completely protect from incomming fire, if they took cover behind it, it would give them better odds against getting hit fatally. A full meter of snow would stop most rounds from getting through.

So, yeah, there are options here, just not the ones you were thinking of.

-Starke

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luwupercal · 10 months

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warmup doodles potpourri #1 (days 1-10)

contents: eye strainy colors/near pure CMYK, crackships, bad music with weird lyrics, abaddon, traced doodles, the usual caliber of suggestive joke you find on this webbed site, links to sad poems, and primarch errant au

july 4th: traced fulgrim/ostian doodle

source. its a draw the squad meme, sorta

if you don't remember him Ostian Delafour is the remembrancer sculptor from fulgrim the novel lol. i've probably mentioned i think shipping him with fulgrim is funny before but i don't think i've ever realized it to any extent? in the book he's pursued by two, respectfully somewhat unstable girlypops, i think it would be really funny to add a third larger one to the mix. also (ostian voice) i can't fix him mr frodo. but i can fuck him

image description: a simple drawing of Fulgrim and Ostian Delafour from warhammer 40k. they are sharing a bed, their sides pressed together. Ostian is a normally-sized man with darker skin and short curly hair, wearing a pair of sweatpants. he's blushing furiously. Fulgrim is a huge man, easily twice as tall as Ostian, fit and with long white hair, with lighter skin, only wearing a pair of boxer briefs. he's looking at Ostian and smiling, one eyebrow raised. he's too large for the bed, his legs hanging off it, and one of his arms is slightly squishing Ostian. the drawing is done in purple hues. end image description.

july 8th: two idiots

the story behind this (ft @horuslupercal):

image descriptions: the first image is a scribbled doodle of ezekyle abaddon and horus lupercal in a simple style, drawn on top of a small light blue rectangle on a white canvas. horus is holding abaddon close to himself and attempting to draw on his eyelid. abaddon, who's squinting angrily, is resisting by placing his entire hand on horus's face, as if to push him away. horus looks disappointed at this development

the second and third images are screenshots of a discord conversation, with nicknames redacted, dated to "yesterday", 2:13 AM. user luwupercal says "also calling upon you bc youre the only one posting rn [@ user horuslupercal] gimme something to draw in this rectangle. anything of your choice". attached to the message is a screenshot of a small light blue rectangle on a larger digital canvas. user horuslupercal replies "abaddon squirming like a wild animal while horus tries to give him eyeliner". luwupercal replies "Hella, incoming". end image descriptions.

july 9th: magenta snake-eating ferrus

this one is a little more elaborate so i might post it independently if i like it enough in a while

the lyrics are from yum yumm by the pompoms. forewarning: this song is not very good in my opinion! but i like it anyway if only for these perplexing fucking lyrics. what do they mean?? i don't know. but they're ferrus core anyways

it's not very visible also but the ear on the left of his face is a cauliflower ear lol bc i thought it was fitting. i want to update the way i draw ferrus to differentiate him more from his fellow baldies/short haired dudes. idk if the broken nose will stick, i might give it to horus or perturabo, we'll see. i also dk why he doesn't have eyebrows i forgor to draw them. also the screenshotted lyrics r straight from spotify & the magenta + blue are lifted from the album cover for this song ok yeah

image description: a bust drawing of ferrus manus in greyscale and bright magenta. he's seen at an angle, looking at the viewer with a frown. he has a very square jawline, a broken nose, a widow's peak, and a cauliflower ear, and he's wearing a black tanktop. his eyes are solid magenta. next to him is a cut-up screenshot of black text on magenta background, reading "I eat hoes like you, no plate, no fork, no sauce / Just live raw snakes". the background of the image is a diagonal pastel gradient from purplish-magenta to light blue, framed by an uneven magenta rectangle. end image description.

extra note: i keep associating ferrus with magenta? here's an excerpt from a fic i have half-written. (this is from the primarch errant au where ferrus beats fulgrim at isstvan and separates him from the blade of laer; specific context is that fulgrim is wrapped up in a shock blanket telling ferrus about everything that happened leading up to isstvan). roll quote:

Besides, the palpable magenta Fulgrim's recollection was tinged with makes Ferrus sick to his stomach. He'd always felt uneasy around that color, what with it being fake and all. There's no getting used to evidence of your own failure. But he doesn't say that, because fuchsia's loud and startling. Poison is neon. Though then again, so is the shock blanket.

idk something about magenta being a color that doesn't exist makes me think about ferrus. i feel like he'd be annoyed about that bc hes that kind of guy lol but it's also kinda metaphorical for his own life(?). + it's the color that kills him kinda bc it's slaanesh's color... it could be a powerful color motif for his and fulgrims relationship to each other lol idk. and the snake thing above is also a thing abt these two bc when is it not, it's the whole, fulgrim wasn't a snake until he stole it from ferrus thing i think a lot about all the time

july 9th part 2: this

redraw of this (heres a reblog with alt text). i dont think it needs further explanation

image description: a two panel comic drawn in purple of ferrus and fulgrim from warhammer 40k. the first panel shows ferrus saying "My knees hurt from sucking dick" with a forlorn expression. fulgrim enthusiastically calls out in response "What were you suckin dick or something". in the second panel ferrus looks back at fulgrim scandalized while fulgrim looks at him with a shocked and disturbed expression. end image description

july 10th: radioactive piss emperor

quote from a toast to the alchemists by laura giplin

image description: a simple bust doodle of the emperor of mankind from warhammer 40k. he's a man with a thin face, a long neck and long, middle-parted wavy hair. he has a halo in the form of a doodled laurel crown. he has a neutral facial expression. there are heavy shadows covering the upper half of his face, including his eyes, as well as part of his hair and neck. the lines of the drawing are black with bright yellow copies underneath. overlaid where his eyes would be is a screenshot of text reading: "and gold, you can make / gold, an isotope so / radioactive it would / sparkle before your eyes." the text is duplicated in yellow too. end id

the meaning behind this one is like. ok. the poem is exalting the miraculous advances of modern science in the eyes of a medieval alchemist and obviously there is the immediate layer in this drawing of like, haha hes bright golden and hes toxic as fuck thus radioactive but also ive been learning recently through youtube video essays about like, the history of the study of physics throughout the 20th century and all the absolute nightmares that have occurred throughout, theres some bits that really stick with me like a woman being denied due to sexism participation in an experiment that couldve won her a nobel prize - that experiment being the detonation of a nuke over the open ocean & collection of whatever new chemical elements waft up to the atmosphere in the smoke. or ronald raegans existance just generally. and so theres something kind of, it's mournful that the alchemist will never see this but to me in a way it's mournful in a tear-stained dirty-faced way, like, because of all the horrors we've committed for science... anyway that overlaid on the emperor and his weird... pseudo scientific shit for an advancement of mankind that humankind might genuinely be better off without, i find parallels. i also think theres a lot of weight on the following lines in the context of a comparison to the emperor: "Alchemists, / you were right. / It is magic." because such a beautiful sentiment turns really sinister when thinking about the emperors pseudoscience: he was always lying. you cant build a guy that ignores the square cube law. it is magic

i phrased all of that in a deeply stupid way but youre looking at my doodles. youre in geralds world now baby

(i have a lot of thoughts about poetry! i will take the moment to link some poems i like, or things i consider poems at the very least:

"the night shift" by tumblr user goodbyevitamin

"lies about sea creatures" by ada limón

untitled ("to tboy") by anonymous/"tgirl"

this excerpt from "three of swords" by tumblr user gender0bender (link to full zine)

"not horses" by natalie shapero [cw: animal abandonment &/ death]

untitled ("gambling with angels is easy") by tumblr user play-now-my-lord

"how to be a dog" by andrew kane [cw: animal abandonment &/ cruelty].

yes most of these are kind of sad oops. i like sad poetry bc it sticks with me! but if you want a sweet one there's "to tboy" above and i can also link you to "gathering green tomatoes by the rain" by jeff mann, aka an actual published poem lol)

july 10th part 2: handwriting headcanons (or, headwriting handcanons?)

in the usual reading order: Fulgrim, Perturabo, Night Haunter aka Konrad Curze, Angron, Mortarion, Magnus (the red), Horus Lupercal, and Lorgar

image description: a series of handwritten names. first in purple in a cursive script is "Fulgrim". colored grey, in an angular, all-caps script is "Perturabo". colored dark blue, in a childish scrawl, is "Night Haunter". colored dark red, in a wobbly all-caps script, is "Angron". in a round, "bubbly" cursive script, colored pastel green, is "Mortarion". colored bright red, in an illegible chickenscratch cursive scrawl, is "Magnus (the red)". in a carefully-typed semi-cursive script, colored dark green, is "Horus Lupercal". finally, in a golden mustard yellow are a series of runes, meaning "Lorgar", with the word typed in a computer font to the runes' side as clarification. everything is written on a series of light gray lines. end description

i didn't QUITE nail fulgrim's and these are not at all set in stone, except for magnus's and ~5/6ths of lorgar's lol. i've tried to do fulgrim's handwriting before (thats what inspired me to do this, finding that again), this i think remains my favourite attempt ever at fulgrim's handwriting:

image description: tiny purple cursive script reading "no.", underlined, atop the corner of a mostly unseen form or template. end id

my notes for the rest: perturabo's script is surprisingly fast to write but i'm also partial to him having illegible cyrillic doctor script, KC/NH's was achieved through lifting my elbow way too high (i do not freehand) and is indeed aiming for little kid, angron's was achieved through using my left hand, mortarion gets round bubbly cursive because i think it's "mathematician handwriting" for some reason?, i've mentioned before i think magnus writes in illegible chickenscratch, horus has weird script bc he learned to write from either custodes or the emperor or both, and lorgar is writing in colchisian script here - ive posted, maybe, some bits of my colchisian script? but heres a guide just in case:

image descriptions: the first image is a set of digitally hand-drawn glyphs, standing in for the following letters: P, R, A, I, S, E, B, T, O, H, L, D, Y, F and G, the last of which is drawn with a different brush and in a different color, and labeled "(New!)". the second image is a copy of the first, with multicolored arrows on top of the letters' lines, to indicate how they're written. end description

edit: I forgot I also made U lmao, it's like O but the lines at the top go up creating a diamond shape instead of a heart(?) one

i'll get around to doing the full colchisian cypher alphabet at some point. also the font i used for lorgars name and above in the sucking dick comic is atkinson hyperlegible my beloved and no.1

and july 10th part 3: its britney bitch

image description: a drawing of fulgrim traced over the "Stop Being Poor" britney spears meme image. he's a muscular man with brown skin and long, white/lavender hair, smiling cheerfully and with his hands thrown up in the air. he's wearing a long purple skirt and a cream tank top that says "Stop Being Poor" down his chest in large all-caps text. the background is a photo of people at a concert, with fulgrim drawn onstage. end id

yeah this one is self explanatory too

#lines #*fulgrim #i will do a big compilation of my favs at the end of the month i think #*july doodles

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huntsmanlark · 1 year

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🗡️ Pinned for Reference 🗡️

• Warhammer OC RP blog

Who is Lark?

• OC x Canon ahead

• Lark is a perpetual who’s home planet is Wisterium. Wisterium is a large hive world that serves as a trade hub for the Imperium, and was once home to the Primarch Ursa Major and the XXth legion.

Adopted and raised into an organization of female spies,—The Ladies of Wisteria—, Lark’s one purpose from a young age was to gather intel and remain inconspicuous whilst doing so; Usually via putting on a feminine and elegant exterior. This however did not bode well for Lark, who knew from a young age that he was different from his sisters, and not in fact a girl as he had been taught to believe.

After lots of ups and downs, rebellions and beatings, he eventually submitted to the life style his Order had wanted for him. For his induction into the LoW, he drank the blood of The Starcrawler, an ancient being living within the core of Wisterium. This is where he gained his perpetualism from.

The draw backs to his new power where greater than anticipated, however. The idea of immortality was not only daunting, but later on it would be noted that Lark would forget more and more of his past the longer he lived. His mind was not build to live forever. He started writing journals.

A few years after his induction ceremony, Lark was given his first assignment. Like so many of his sister’s before him, he had been assigned to a recently found primarch, Konrad Curze, The Dark King. His job was simple: Act as a servant whilst gathering information on the down low, and reporting back to the LoW on his findings.

Unluckily for the LoW, Lark ended up falling for the primarch, and it seemed the feeling was mutual. Konrad was the first person who ever fully accepted Lark as a man, and following the start of an unexpected relationship, he cut all ties with the LoW, and started working for Konrad Curze as ‘The Huntsman’.

The Huntsman’s job was primarily rooted in conducting assassinations and keeping an eye on anyone who got too close, whether it be politically, physically, or emotionally to The Dark King. Despite the importance of his job, Lark’s role in the military hierarchy wasn’t very high, and he primarily did his work covertly; To outsiders he was just Konrad’s personal servant.

This changed during the Heresy when Lark became an important figure head. At first, remained loyal to Konrad Curze, but he later switched sides and rejoined the Imperium. Eventually, after Konrad was cast out into space by Sanguinius, Lark betrayed the Imperium yet again.

He spent the rest of the Heresy at Konrad’s side, up until the primarch’s death. Afterward, he wandered the galaxy in search of a new purpose. Over time, he began to forget more of his past and history; he had lived so long all his memories began to meld together.

In the 40th millennium he is the captain of a small crew of rogue traders who travel the reaches of space exploring and doing freelance work. Over time, his healing factor has gotten much weaker, and he takes longer to regenerate; He lost his left arm to a Keeper of Secrets.

Despite everything, his reputation as a ruthless assassin continues to proceed him, albeit in rumors and legends of a one-minded Huntsman who always did his master’s bidding with glee.

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• You can find my main blog at @idle-skull

• More AU content @wh40k-cat-skull

• This blog will most likely contain suggestive or NSFW content, whether that be of a lewd or violent nature, and is therefore 18+

• I will probably be retweeting any art featuring Lark on here

• Asks & RPs are always open, but please give me time to respond to stuff.

• There is no exact time frame for when this blog takes place. Pre-Heresy, Post-Heresy and Modern day are all on the table, just lmk before hand.

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linaket · 1 year

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Weekly Writing Check-In (2/12/23)

Tinder Saint Progress: * 6 of 15 chapters complete. * word count: 18k (projected: 40k)

An excerpt, with some lore building.

“Rashad wasn’t completely wrong. Almost every Ilazkin text had some story or another in it, but there’s layers. The story of Shahsu and Maran is about parts being separated, and bringing them back together. Under it is the construct of the soul.”

He knelt at the center of the room, and was rewarded by the symbol he was looking for. He brushed his hand over it, feeling the raised edges around it. “This one is the whole.” He waved Jinan over. “Wait here.”

“The soul?” Sita asked.

Once Vahn saw the path, it was easy to follow. “The soul wasn’t a single thing to the ancients. It had parts.” He found a second panel on the opposite wall. “This one is self. Suad?”

They approached, wary but grudgingly willing. “Is there more?”

“One more.”

Vahn crossed the room to the panel that Rashad had originally found. With the flames illuminating it at the right angle, it was exactly as it had been before.

“What’s that?” Suad asked.

Vahn smiled to himself. He remembered the light slanting through the windows and how the shadows darkened the annoyed knit of Kanna’s brow. “She couldn’t really figure out what to call it.” He tilted his head to the side, studying the lines. “I guess ‘gift’ is pretty close. But…”

“What would you call it?” Sita prompted.

Vahn had almost forgotten she was there. “Instinct might be closer.”

🎵 A Shell In The Pit's Rings in Rings in Rings

Thoughts:

This week I managed to be more productive than I have been in recent times, finishing a full chapter. It's only about 3k, but that's a good bit for me since I fell out of my regular daily writing habit last year. It felt really good to write, even if it wasn't my favorite scene and once again suffered from "why do I have so many characters doing so many things always all the time."

It did give me a bit of hope, though. I'm aiming now to try and finish a chapter a week. It might be a bit lofty in my current state, but I want to re-establish a writing routine again. I've missed it, and I need it.

Tinder Saint has been going a bit... oddly, in comparison to my usual way of going about things. Because I had been feeling so low about my writing, I had spent months spinning my wheels and getting nowhere, until I decided "fuck it" and just. Banged out an entire scene draft for the whole story in a few days. But when I did that, it helped me to see things much clearer, and I was able to get excited about the project again. I always avoided doing this because I thought it ruined part of the fun/spontaneity of writing, but it... didn't do that for me. I know what is going on and what happens, and now I can't wait to make it pretty and make it hurt.

I have been skipping a few chapters / scenes that I simply. Didn't feel like writing. And I am typically a very chronological writer. Even now, it's nagging me that I skipped some things. And because of it, I have about two or three chapters that are sitting half finished. I'm thinking I may spend this next week going back to some of those skipped scenes since I have a better idea of what I need in them and I'm feeling a tad more confident in myself since I was able to get some good writing sessions in.

#writing updates #TSetc #Spotify

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fanfic ask game

🧠📝🏅🖊

Cheers,

Hey thanks for the ask! From this game.

🧠 What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?

Oh man.. What isn’t? xD Ok okok, I’ve been playing around with the idea of a Separatist!Reader or OC (haven’t decided) that gets captured by the Batch. It’s uh, very smutty and full of what I call “porn logic.” The short and dirty of it, the main character was sleeping with one of the batch for information, they get caught and captured, and lots of smut ensues with all of the batch as they try to get information out of the main character.

Not sure if I’ll ever write it. Honestly, I can only write so much smut at a time. Idk, I got a monthly allowance or something lol. So if I ever did write it, I’d have to finish it before posting chapters because otherwise it would be cruel how long I’d go between updates.

📝 What is one growth area you have for your writing?

That’s an interesting question. Interesting because of my history with writing. I have both dysgraphia and dyslexia, but they went undiagnoised until my teen to adult years respectively. All of my childhood I hated writing in every way. Then in middle school I tried my hand at NaNoWriMo and loved it, no idea why. I got lucky with a really dedicated English teacher in 8th grade and from then on I’ve been a really strong writer. Even switched my major over to it last year.

So in a way I go “What’s left to improve?” and also “Oh my god, everything.”

My technical writing skills could be improved and, before I had to take a medical leave of absence from school this semester, I was making improvements with news writing due to the class I was taking. News writing is a.. special kind of hell. Like many writers, I find that I fall into familiar phrases and reuse them a lot. Honestly, details. I’ve got a lot of the basics down pat, as expected from me due to my education, but I could refine the details of my writing to be even better. Oh, and if you didn't notice, I can't write a short sentence to save my life xD

🏅 What is something you recently felt proud of in regard to your writing (finished a fic, actually planned for once, etc).

For my long fic, The Red Logs: Return to the Temple, I hit over 40K words. 43725 is the current count. I’ve never written that much dedicated to a single project ever before in my life. Honestly, I’ve never been able to finish a story before, fanfic or original, so this is a really big deal because I feel like I can with this fic.

🖊 Post a snippet from a current WIP.

Anger turned into a raised eyebrow. Crosshair tilted his head, looking down at you like he did battlefields. A shiver ran down your spine at the quiet moment. After staying under his scrutinizing gaze for too long, you turned over and slid fully under your covers, thinking the interaction finished. He was satisfied, or at least as satisfied as he could be, with your promise to show your dedication to this squad and would leave you alone in your bed. He would leave, step out of the door, and you’d hear them close. Instead, you felt weight on either side of your head push down your blankets and mattress. “We’re already closer than my brothers, wouldn’t you say?”

#again thanks for the asks!!#they were fun :3 #ask game #l-lend

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aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I am receiving lots of sage job advice (mostly from macky and my dad who are saying exactly the same things lol) but I still am experiencing a lot of lowgrade stress about it with periodic spikes of intense stress. I think I’m going to make a list of the questions I need to reflect on and answer for myself in the next couple weeks.

What field do I want to be in next? Do I want to keep looking for university jobs? Branch out to nonprofit jobs that are loosely in my sphere of experience (related to education/youth/community-based learning)? Make the jump to tech? This is the big question, I think, and the one I am having the hardest time answering for myself. My financial situation at the moment is “I live comfortably and can afford most of the things I want to do, but I have no cushion and very little in savings.” Most of the university and nonprofit jobs I’m looking at would keep me at the same pay level or would require taking a slight pay cut (although I’m banning myself from looking at stuff that is more than a $5k pay cut from my current salary—and even then only if it’s a job I am really, really into). My head tells me the tech route would make the most sense if I want to have a baby in the next 3-4 years (for savings and paid maternity leave reasons). I think I would do fine in the kinds of roles my friends have transitioned into and it would probably be a fine experience. But my heart is like ughhhh what I love most about working with kids is that it’s deeply purposeful and value-driven work, and it’s work that pushes me to grow in social-emotional ways that I really value. I know work can be just work! But I feel like for the last ten years my work has been so deeply tied to my identity and how I understand myself in the world, and I don’t know! I don’t like the idea of myself not being a teacher anymore. And I also feel like people raise kids on teacher or nonprofit salaries all the time and I could probably make it work even if it was difficult and stressful for a period of time. I understand that I could do tech for a while and then transition back if I wanted to but I’ve only ever seen that pipeline go one way and I’m not sure if you ever get comfortable taking like, a $30-40k paycut to go back to doing something else.

Where do I want to live next? Do I want to stay in Austin or use this as an opportunity to explore other locations? I love my Austin friend group and there’s a lot about the city I really enjoy, but I also feel like the city has changed a lot in the past decade and I don’t know if it’s necessarily a place I see myself spending my life anymore. I also feel like the pandemic kinda changed my relationship to the city too? Like it weakened some of my emotional ties to Austin as a place and also meant that I wasn’t as active or engaged in maintaining/strengthening my social network there. I also feel like the politics of Texas and gun culture in general are starting to weigh on me in a different way than in the past. My brother and sister will be in Seattle for at least the next four years, and moving there would be a good way to really bolster those family relationships and to have family close by if I do have a kid soon. My good friends M & A have been there for a year now and would be extremely good at integrating me into their friend group (which would reduce some of my anxiety about starting over socially in a new place). But then the major cons are the cost of living and moving from a place where it’s sunny all the time to a place where it’s… not. Idk I could also explore moving other places (like wherever Liz & A end up) or staying in Texas for longer while I decide but idk!!

How do my skills translate? This isn’t really a reflection question more of like a practical question… I just feel like I don’t really have a great sense of what kinds of positions my experience qualifies me to apply for. I guess this is one where I just need to do some more research/reading/talking to people.

When do I make big decisions??? Do I seek a short-term thing now, maybe something that isn’t really a stepping stone forward so much as something that would help keep me in a holding pattern for a bit, and wait for more academic/university jobs to come out? Or is it time to make the plunge even if that means abruptly moving?

aaaaaaa okay. I am sure there are more questions but those are the big ones right now.

#an English prof job literally just posted at a seattle community college #is THAT a sign?

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