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shanathegeekyartist · 3 months
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When i first read this amazing fic on ao3 “over the treshold” by @fushiglow i immediately knew i wanted to at least draw this scene and one other scene that i will do later on
I hold this fic dear to my heart now and can’t wait to read the next chapters. Fushiglow, i hope you like my interpretation of this scene.
Went for greyscale in this cause I feel it fits the vibe well.
Here is briefly what the fic is about if you are interested in modern AU slowburn satosugu fics
“larger than life K-pop idol, Satoru, approaches introverted record producer, Getō Suguru, to collaborate on his debut Japanese-language studio album. They both get more out of the experience than expected — for better and for worse.”
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posletsvet · 4 days
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Blue skies smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies, all I see...
Although it does not depict a scene from the fic, this piece was greatly inspired by @fushiglow's glorious work Over the Threshold (is anyone surprised by it anymore, lol?). The part of Glo's story that sees Suguru rising to prominence and stardom even before Satoru's first ventures in the music industry isn't (yet? 👀) covered in the fic, but my mind tapped into it and ran with it — and this came to me as a result!
Hope y'all will enjoy this as much as I did drawing it!! Literally had the time of my life with Satoru's jacket and Suguru's hair, teehee!
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fushiglow · 22 days
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lemme take a moment to scream about kim 😭
i made a big old order from @kymsys and I TOLD HER i always want to pay friends in full for their work, as they deserve, but naughty kim couldn't resist packing it full of extras. what did i dooooo to deserve you, kim?? 😩 LOOK AT ALL MY SATOSUGUUUUU!!!
kim doesn't just make fan art either!! i also couldn't resist these little cuties (plus a bonus totoro 🥹) and i really can't stress how beautiful the quality and finish is on every single piece i received!!
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please take a look at kim's shop, she's amazing 🫶 disclaimer: not all orders will include special uni au/idol au art and a tumblr crush loveheart. that’s a fushiglow privilege only, i’m afraid 😏
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kymsys · 2 months
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‘Why do you look like that?’
Eyes like the sky widened at the aggression in Suguru’s tone. He hadn’t meant it to come out that harshly, but the deluge of unwelcome emotions generated by the sight of the singer had landed somewhere near panic.
‘We left the shoot in a hurry, I didn’t have time to change.’ Satoru looked down at himself with a frown. ‘You don’t like it?’
And Suguru almost laughed — because the singer was so far off the mark it was actually funny. He’d never been intimidated by Satoru’s height before, but the tall, broad frame of the man before him made his knees weak then. Satoru looked like every mean-mouthed, motor-head bad boy Suguru had ever fallen for — but better in every way, because he was Satoru.
------------------------------------------------------------- this is just a little snippet from @fushiglow 's latest chapter of:
"Over the Threshold"
i could not NOT draw them 😩🙏
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maliciousalice · 4 months
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lockandkeyhyena · 4 months
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you got me into raridash... do u have any fic recs?
oh i ABSOLUTELY do. here’s my raridash collection on fimfiction
there’s also my own fic!! forgive the shameless plug haha
Violets and Bluebells
Rarity never quite liked the concept of soul flowers.  They were ugly, unnecessary, and the sheer number of them marring her coat demonstrated a recklessness from her soulmate that she frequently bemoaned was going to get them killed one day. Never did she hope for her prediction to come true.
and while not quite fanfiction, vyletpony’s colourless is a fantastic album telling a bittersweet raridash story!
and finally, while i can’t vouch for all the stories, the raridash group on fimfiction is a great collection of fics!
OH AND HOW COULD I FORGET my all time favourite mlp fic
Threshold
As the rest of her friends found happiness and fulfillment, Rarity was left behind. Now, trapped in a dead-end relationship, she can feel herself slipping away in more ways than one.
The return of her dear friend Rainbow Dash might mean salvation, but as the world crumbles around them the girls begin to question their place in time and in each other's lives.
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cicaklah · 3 months
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HAPPY THRESHOLD DAY!!!
fandom: threshold day
pairing: janeway/paris
rating: non-explicit (lizard) baby making & weird vibes
summary:
He’s the only being in history to have occupied every space simultaneously in the entire universe twice, and everyone is fixating on that he fell for the one person who knows what that feels like? Surely the gods fall for each other all the time. It can’t be that strange, if you think about it for a fucking minute.
tagged: Episode: s02e15 Threshold (Star Trek: Voyager), happy threshold day, Grief/Mourning, godhood, she's a little bit eldritch and he's a little bit fucked up, what if we were the only humans to ascend to godhood but also we were in starfleet?, a weird story but in a nice way, forgetting and remembering, Graffiti, the truth will be written on the toilet wall
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ya girl can't help herself. have a weird story about the only two people to go to warp 10 fucking about it. also there's some stupid lower decks people in there, which is basically my signature at this point.
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angrywarrior69 · 3 months
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I've been saving memes to edit for threshold day all year and now it's tomorrow and I've done nothing about it! Lmao!
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stolenslumber · 4 months
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though the stars walk backward (sjy) (preview)
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Your first encounter with Jake Sim ends with ketchup on your clothes and his burger in his friend's lap. The second encounter doesn't go so smoothly, either. He thinks he might have gotten the hang of it by the third time, but as the saying goes: there is no easy way from the earth to the stars.
PAIRING: sim jaeyun x female reader GENRE: college au, one-sided enemies-to-lovers (the e2l part is short-lived lol sry), friends-to-lovers, mutual pining, fluff, romance, jake as a star soccer player but also loser physics nerd WARNINGS: swearing, eventual kissing and suggestive content/sexual themes, familial angst/generational trauma (it's present and it's heavy but it's not suuuuuper heavy) WORD COUNT: ~2.5k (preview); final word count is, again, btwn me and god PUBLISH DATE: reallyyyyyyy hoping to get this out before my next semester starts but We'll See About That...
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“Don’t freak out, but I think the girl you stare at in the library is staring back at you.”
Jake freezes with his burger halfway to his open mouth. “What? Where? And I don’t stare at her in the library—”
Jay nudges his friend’s jaw upwards. “I said don’t freak out.”
“At least he didn’t turn in her direction,” Sunghoon offers. But he says it while looking disdainfully at the ketchup dripping from Jake’s burger onto the dining hall table, so Jake isn’t all that comforted by it. 
Instead, he repeats “Where?” through gritted teeth. 
“At your four o’clock, but I wouldn’t get too excited about it.” Jay squints. “I’m pretty sure she’s glaring at you, honestly. Okay, seriously do not freak out, but she’s coming over here…”
Jake tries to figure out what to do with himself as you approach with alarming speed— should he fix his hair, or tuck his shirt in? Damn it, he doesn’t even remember if he’s wearing something clean today. Before he can fully comprehend it, you’re standing in front of him, looking as pretty as ever in a silky dress that floats down to your ankles. 
Your mouth opens to say something, and there’s a deep furrow between your brows that Jake longs to smooth out, but then his hands clamp down on his burger, and— “Oh shit, dude, I’m so sorry!” 
Bright red ketchup decorates the front of your pristine white dress.
Your jaw drops, as does your gaze, fixated on the ugly red splotch spreading over the fabric covering your stomach. Everything you’d been meaning to say to him flies out of your head, replaced by blood rushing in your ears as your anger grows at the foolish oaf in front of you. “This is dry clean only,” you hiss.
Jake drops his burger in Jay’s lap, ignoring his friend’s squawk of indignation. Hurriedly, he wipes his hands on some napkins and tries offering them to you before cowing under your withering glare. “I am so sorry,” he repeats. His arms flail at his sides before he picks up the cardigan lying next to him and hands it to you. “You have a library shift coming up, right? Please feel free to wear this until you can get home and change. I have class until two, but I can take your clothes to the dry cleaners afterwards. I’m really so sorry!”
Your mouth shapes around air a few times as you work out exactly how to respond to him, but then your phone buzzes to remind you of your library shift— it is coming up— and you decide that you’ll deal with this— and him— later. Unhappily, you grab the proffered cardigan. “Two o’clock. Don’t be late.” And then you twist on your heel and depart, leaving Jake to stare sadly at the swish of your hair against your back.
“Are you gonna take my clothes to the dry cleaners, too?” Jay intones dryly from beside him.
Jake groans and sinks back down into the booth, covering his face with his hands and shaking his head repeatedly. “I can’t believe that just happened. I have to walk into traffic now.” Before Jay can say anything else, Jake tacks on, “And yeah, give me your pants.”
“Damn, take me to dinner first. Oh, wait, I guess you did offer me food.” Jay plucks the burger out of his lap and deposits it onto Jake’s plate pointedly.
Sunghoon lets out a whistle between his teeth. “Wow, I’ve never seen anyone fumble so badly. Like, seriously, that should be studied in a lab.”
“I got nervous!” Jake exclaims. 
Sunghoon chortles. “Clearly. Cute girl comes over, and you not only call her dude, but you also squirt ketchup all over her.”
Jake kicks him in the shin, hard. “Can you not pile on?” 
“Sorry, sorry.” Sunghoon holds up his hands in mock surrender. “Was that the first time you interacted with her?”
Unhelpfully, Jay pipes up. “Unless you count staring at her in the library interacting, I’d say yes. Speaking of, how do you know her schedule, bro? You’re creepier than I thought.”
Jake jabs him with an elbow. “My class got canceled once and I saw her at the library then, okay? Some of us actually have homework, Socrates and Warren Buffet.” He rolls his eyes at Sunghoon (philosophy) and Jay (business) in turn. “And again, I don’t stare!”
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A few hours later, Jake stares at the back of your head.
He’s not in his usual spot in the library, which is a round table near the windows on the mezzanine level— straight line of sight to one of the reference desks, but he did not pick that spot on purpose, no matter how much his friends like to joke that he did. He’s been sitting in that spot since the first day of his freshman year; he’d chosen it because he like being able to see out into the quad, and the noise level in that area is perfect for him (not too quiet, which would make him fall asleep, and not too loud, which would just make him want to join in on wherever the fun was). He couldn’t have known that you would show up halfway through last year, get a job as one of the students manning the reference desk, and then occupy the exact spot his eyes tend to rest on when he zones out.
And he really couldn’t have known that you would be so pretty.
It doesn’t help that you’re in practically all of his classes this year, and he’s had the opportunity to talk to you every day for the past two weeks if he wanted to. He’s not the most shameless person in the world (Sunghoon), but he’s also not scared of his own reflection (Heeseung), so why couldn’t he have just introduced himself like a normal person on the first day of classes and avoided this whole ketchup fiasco?
Someone comes up to the desk to ask a question, and your head tilts toward them as the afternoon sunlight frames your face just so; Jake gulps and thinks, Oh yeah, that’s why. So pretty. And dizzyingly smart, if the way he sees your pencil fly over quizzes is anything to go by.
As if sensing his eyes on you, you twist around fully to catch him staring after you’ve answered the question of the person in front of you. Jake blinks deer-in-headlights eyes at you; if this was a cartoon, there would be a ?! above his head.
Your own eyes narrow at him and you jerk your head in your own direction. Get over here.
Jake gulps and straightens up before shuffling over to you. He kind of feels like he’s walking to the gallows, but on a flower-lined path, because his cardigan on you softens you around the edges, and you look right at home in it. 
“Heeeeeeey.” He raises a hand and waves at you, even though he’s right in front of you. He winces before you can even raise a skeptical eyebrow at him, but then you do, so he grimaces. “Sorry, that was weird. Uh, hi.”
You nod curtly at him. “Hi. I’m done in two minutes. Thanks for being on time.”
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he mumbles to the floor. Luckily, you don’t catch it because you’re packing away the problem set you were doing in between answering student questions, which he chances a glance at because hey, he’d been having trouble with page 157.
Of course, you catch that. “What are you, twelve? Do your own work.”
“Wait, what? Hold on a second, I’m not trying to cheat off of you— hey, wait up!” He scrambles to catch up with you where you’re already halfway down the stairs. Panicked, he speeds past you and plants himself in your path, greeted by your look of supreme irritation for the second time that day. “I wasn’t trying to cheat off of you,” he says, more firmly this time. “I was just gonna ask you how you did with page 157, because I was having some trouble with it earlier.”
You scoff and slide to the left to go around him, only to be met by him mirroring you. “Are you serious right now? Get out of my way.”
“We’re going to the same place!”
“Yeah, and now I’ve remembered that I can pay for my own dry cleaning. Move.” You go right, and he follows.
“I’m still coming— I gotta take Jay’s pants there. I dropped my burger in his lap earlier when, well, you know.”
You go left again, and he follows once more. “Okay, for real? Let me go, asshole.”
Jake drops his backpack off his shoulders and hoists it onto his knee, rummaging around in it while still blocking your path. You think he’s officially lost it, but you’re also never one to miss an opportunity, so you feint to the right and then go left, but he’s faster and blocks you again with his head halfway buried in his backpack. Damn it, he’s good. You don’t realize you’ve said it out loud until he looks up at you and smiles sheepishly. “Soccer team,” he explains. Oh— that reminds you why you were approaching him at the dining hall in the first place, and real anger resurfaces in your blood. 
“Like I care,” you snap. You’re about to just shove him down the stairs and call it an easy day when you’re met with a crumpled piece of graph paper waved in front of your face. “What the hell is this?”
“Next week’s problem set! See, look, I finished everything except the problems on page 157, and I did get started, but I just wanted to check if I was on the right path, okay? I promise, I wasn’t trying to cheat off of you.” He frowns. “These aren’t even graded for quality. It’s just a submission for completion.”
Your eyebrows climb up your forehead. Though his handwriting is shit, you can see that he’s telling the truth. The fact that he’s doing the problem set for next week probably should have tipped you off in and of itself, but what surprises you is the simple elegance with which his calculations come out. “Hey, how’d you do that on number 89 on page 151—” You cut yourself off. “Never mind. Fine, I believe you. Can you move now? We’re blocking the entire stairway.”
Jake seems to finally notice the build-up of annoyed students in front of and behind you both. “Right, oops.” He zips up his backpack and slings it over one shoulder before descending the stairs with quick steps. He turns around and tilts his head quizzically at you when you don’t follow. 
Truthfully, you’re trying to decide if you should make a break for it and go up the stairs so you can take a different set of stairs down, but then you realize how childish that sounds. So, it’s with less dignity than you’d like that you meet him at the bottom of the staircase. But you don’t stop where he’s standing; instead, you breeze past him so smoothly that he finds himself staring at the back of your head for a few seconds before springing into motion after you. 
“Soooooo… dry cleaner’s?” He offers you a tentative smile once he’s fallen into step with you.
You seem to have made your mind up about something, because you turn to him with a dazzling smile that knocks the breath right out of his lungs. “Lead the way.”
“O-Okay.” He’s taken aback by your sudden about-face, but he’s not going to question it.
He tells you that he’s happy to drive there, and you’re perfectly agreeable about it. You even start talking about the problem set that had been the source of such strife just minutes earlier. At the dry cleaner, you give him the biggest surprise yet when you ask for his number. Obviously, he gives it to you, and he has to pretend like he isn’t perturbed by the cryptic, almost manic look in your eyes when you promise that you’ll be in touch.
But then you’re gone without so much as a goodbye, and it’s only when he gets back to his place that he realizes he doesn’t even know how you got home, and he can’t text you because he doesn’t have your number.
Still. A win is a win.
ball sports (derogatory) (heeseung, jay, jake, sunghoon) 
jake: this has been the strangest and possibly greatest day of my life
sunghoon: ur preaching to the choir ketchup boy
sunghoon: yizhuo told me i was hotter with blonde hair
sunghoon: so like hell yeah she thinks im hot but hell no now i have to dye my hair back
jake: ????? did i ask
jake: i’m talking about MY day
jay: she actually did not say you were hotter with blonde hair. in fact none of those words came out of her mouth 
jay: you asked if she liked your new hair and she said no
sunghoon: hop off my dick tf????
heeseung: so what happened jake
sunghoon: oh i can tell u this it’s old news
sunghoon: jake fumbled his first interaction w/ the girl he stares at in the library
jake: BUT she asked for my number and said she’d be in touch!!!!
sunghoon: right so u can pay for her dry cleaning bill
jake: OR maybe she wants to be friends
jake: to lovers<3
jay: idk she kinda looked like she wanted to take you out when she was coming over to us at lunch today
jake: LIKE ON A DATE?????
jay: no like
jay: lethally
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women’s rights and wrongs (you, minjeong, aeri, somi)
you: so you know how i was gonna confront jake today
yizhuo: yeah i heard that went poorly
yizhuo: sunghoon said something about ketchup????
you: nvm all that. i have a Better Plan. i’m gonna ruin his life
minjeong: cool
somi: noooooo he’s hot
you: HE RUINED MY BROTHER’S LIFE
somi: girl u have to let that go
somi: ur brother is 10 and made it to the B team for club soccer
somi: i think he’ll be fine
you: BUT HE SHOULD’VE BEEN IN THE A TEAM. I SAW JAKE’S BEADY EYES SINGLING HIM OUT UNFAIRLY
somi: he actually has like insane puppy dog eyes
you: anyways i’m going to systematically but subtly make his life more and more difficult as soon as i start assistant managing his soccer team on monday. but he will never know it’s me bc i’m going to be so nice and normal to his face BUT ACTUALLY i’m gonna make him my bitch
yizhuo: “nice and normal to his face” u have the worst poker face i’ve ever seen
minjeong: technically speaking if ur an assistant manager aren’t u THEIR bitch
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fourforyouodo · 3 months
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Whenever I read a babyfic I'm so insanely picky about the baby names they use. If they name their kids all after other people I'm like They Would Not Do That This Is Not Harry P()tter. And then if they pick a new name not used in the canon I'm like hmm that seems fake they don't have a relationship to that name. So really what I'm saying is I'm mean and you can't win.
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lenievi · 10 months
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There was a message on La'an's PADD. The sender was Lieutenant James Kirk.
a Lieutenant Kirk/La'an fic~ T. ~4300 words.
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Ever since the finale of Strange New Worlds season 1, I've been (not so) low-key into Kirk/La'an, so when the trailers for season 2 dropped, I was over the moon that I was getting crumbs. I got more than crumbs~
This fic is my personal wish fulfillment, but I hope you'll enjoy it too! Before anyone brings it up, in this 'verse, Kirk isn't dating Carol Marcus.
The title is from Christina Chong's song Twin Flames. It's got Kirk/La'an vibes~
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grissomesque · 3 months
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• words: 1k
• rating: G
• warnings: None, except: author is a Threshold Truther (not crack)
• relationships: Kathryn Janeway/Tom Paris
• summary: Tom dies and is reborn and everything changes, and nothing does.
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posletsvet · 2 months
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It was only the singer’s absence that prompted him to realise how much easier things were with Satoru at his side — and not just the music either. Yes, melodies flowed freely between them, but so did laughter.
Another little picture for beloved @fushiglow and their stunning, eath-shattering, life-changing work 'Over the Threshold' on AO3 — because it lives rent-free in my mind, and I'm not by any means normal about it!
Go and fall in love with Glo's incredible rendition of SatoSugu the way I did!! (Yes, it's imperative.)
P. S. I'm sorry I butchered the quote, I hold it very very dear to my heart 🧡
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fushiglow · 22 days
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ahhh i woke up to 15k hits on over the threshold!!
thank you for 600 kudos, 800 bookmarks/subscriptions and a whole bunch of BEAUTIFUL comments too ♥️ can't really believe my silly stsg idol au has resonated with so many people, i love you all to bits!
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do you think Tom and Kathryn eventually developed a secret holoprogram where they recreated the environment of the planet they absconded to in "Threshold" which they both use sometimes when no one's looking (up to you if they use it strictly separately because the lizard babies part was way too weird or. you know. not separately)
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maliciousalice · 8 months
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Hehe little collaby with @baylardian-1 I cleaned her sketches, and lined the results. She will be doing the colours later and I bet they'll look a treat.
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