whoever's out here being nasty to ppl for having the confidence and creativity and enthusiasm to share their OCs - whether in art or writing or any other format - in this fandom on here... block me, thanks!
You don't have to like or agree with everyone's interpretations of canon, or their AUs, fan theories, etc, but that should go as far as ignoring the post/s, maybe blocking that blog, not adding cruel or dismissive or critical tags to a reblog of their work, or comments in their asks or replies on a post just to criticise them or talk about YOUR faves uninvited.
Have fun, do your thing, and let others do theirs. There's a difference between you not vibing with someone's OC or idea, and that thing causing actual harm, and you GOTTA learn to step back and shut the hell up sometimes. fandom is at its best when all manner of ideas and interpretations and additions can be made freely - pick and choose what YOU like and vibe with and engage with that, and block/ignore the rest. DON'T drag those people down just because their ideas are different from yours like ?????? that's so simple, why are people having trouble with it!
Just a snippet of what I've been working on; mostly for myself and enjoyed by a friend who is also a fan of the My Time at Sandrock game, but I wanted to share in case anyone is interested in any more in the future. Will put it up on AO3 one day, but for now this is what I'm willing to share.
This fanfic is an Old World AU (something I don't see at all, so it's a creative challenge).
Man, this is such a perfect analogy. “Chipped”… Just damaged enough for it to show at times, but not nearly broken enough to warrant fixing. And so often does the chipped cup turn itself to show its undamaged side.
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Something I started working on; I also have two other works in the making, but I wanted to share here.
Logan groaned, wondering if he had slept wrong again, or would need to hunt down more rockyenarolls for their hides. His head felt like it was threatening to split open, and he wondered if he had eaten or drunk something to cause it. He was thinking what could be the cause as he woke up, then took a moment to realize he was staring at, not a rock formation of the cave hideout, but a building's.
He was further confused as he didn't smell the earth and manure, but medicinal herbs.
Then Dr. Fang and X appeared, and he was further confused.
"How are you, dear?" X asked, sounding like a warm, female, a mimic from a time before they arrived in town a couple of years ago.
"Uh…?"
"Injury. Monster attack." Fang filled in that wouldn't satisfy most patients, but Logan realized the splitting headache was actually an injury.
"Haru must've gotten desperate and got me here…" Logan thought, worried about Haru and Andy, since Duvos folks could be around and just waiting to silence them.
"I'll let them know," Fang stated calmly, if a bit rough from lack of use.
"Them?" He thought, wondering if Justice didn't throw Haru in the slammer after all, or worse, Haru begged Fang to harbor them.
As he looked around, he noticed that he wasn't in some secluded section of the clinic, and he wasn't chained up.
Then the sound of the clinic door opening got his attention and tensed, ready to spring into action if he needs to get out.
"Afternoon, Fang," a feminine-toned voice filled the mostly quiet clinic, followed by the abrupt squawking of X,
"He's up! He's up!"
"Logan… awake," Fang clarified.
Logan braced himself for what would come next.
The woman that came around the screen divider looked at him, seeing their features change from cautious to complete relief.
"Love… I'm so glad you're awake," She sighed as she got closer to him, only to stop and study him, turning that relief to confusion. "Love? Is everything alright?"
Logan will admit that the person before him is attractive, the very next-door neighbor vibe that he had heard about, but he knows for a fact that this person isn't from Sandrock.
"Logan…" She quietly begged. "Do… do you remember what happened?"
He opened his mouth, but he couldn't find the right words, or even a clear answer to give. He watched as her confused face fell to something like dreadful realization, something he was also feeling.
"What… what do you remember?"
Logan took a deep breath, wanting to calm himself. "Before I answer that, answer me this," He studied the person before him once more, a part of him felt like he should know who this person was, but was unable to reach that part of himself to conjure even a familiar piece about them. "Who are you?"
I don't usually post things on here, but I wanted to share in the My Time at Sandrock fan community, and, well, I've been writing these small fanfic drabbles for some time now for myself and a friend. But, I figured, why not post a few sections here to share? They're not fully edited, purely for fun as stated before, and if there's an interest, I'll post something up on AO3 (something I haven't done in about 3 years with other fandoms because life happens).
Without further ado, it's not Wednesday, but here are some snippets of some I've been working on:
As as added note, I named my builder, Chrysi...
A New Life (working title)
"Any last requests?" Avery spoke, ignoring the muffled cries of Lefu; Pen looked like he was ready to murder the man beside him if he wasn't cuffed and watched with guns pointed at his head.
She was going to say there wasn't, then noticed that there was at least one thing. "One," She looked to the bright blue eyes of Logan's. "Logan, could you please remove your bandana?"
Logan was taken aback at first, then lifted his hand to hook a corner of the bandana downwards to reveal the lower half of his face.
"You're quite a looker," She stated genuinely as she took in his features, while he looked shocked, then chuckled nervously.
"That's a first," He admitted. "Always been told I look intense,"
She tried to think back on the times she did meet Logan, trying to picture an angry or determined expression. "That's because they didn't get the chance to know you,"
Logan huffed out a bittersweet chuckle. "You're makin' this hard,"
"I'll apologize for that, but not for being honest," She stated firmly, not wanting any regrets.
He shook his head, then took a deep breath as he took out his pistol, adjusting the barrel, seeing that there was only one bullet in the chamber, then looked up to her, feeling ill at how patient she is with all this. He raised his gun, carefully aiming at her heart, seeing her form relax. "Thanks for everythin', partner," He pulled the trigger.
Dream of Your Eyes
That morning was like any other for about a minute after walking out that door and checking their mail, then the explosion happened. They were just about to rush over to see what exploded, but the early train was coming up and a rider on a goat rushing hard along side it.
They knew it was the person that had been on the wanted posters since their arrival: Logan.
It was sudden, and not in the sense that they couldn’t stop him then and there, they weren’t delusional like Pen, but in how those eyes in that brief moment captured them.
Since then, those blue eyes haven't left their thoughts.
Permission
Logan watched the couple, and wondered, not for the first time, about his future. He took a quick glance at the cemetery, at his pa’s grave, then made a decision. “Pardon me,” He spoke up, his voice slightly breaking for a brief moment, but it got the couple’s attention, openly curious. “I know I haven’t asked either of your permissions to date Chrysi, and I know we haven’t been together long before your arrival… But…” He took a deep breath. “I… I don’t have a ring yet, but I would like your blessing to marry them,” He can feel his heart pounding hard in his chest, the words that left seemed to leave his tongue to feel like lead, and the only other sound than his beating heart was the wind going through the area from the nearby canyon.
Old World AU WIP...
"She's not my girlfriend," Haru sighed, making the older man raise an eyebrow.
"I didn't ask about any partners," He chuckled, wondering if that was going on a lot while the young man was away.
"Mr. Howlett," He looked to see the young woman held her hand out, noting the fingerless gloves, and some of her finger tips appeared callused. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Chrysi, I'm a friend of Haru's," Then the plush animal head moved and barked happily; he realized it was a real dog, a corgi. "And this is my buddy, Nemo,"
"Pleasure to meet ya, Chrysi and Nemo," He returned the handshake with a chuckle, noting a strong grip, but not in a way that was a challenge of strength, before both letting go. "I'm mighty curious of whatever tale of how you two hit it off, but I bet my best hat that you two are tired of being on that train for two days,"
"Tiring, yes," Haru agreed with a sigh, while Chrysi giggled.
"But a lot of fun," She put in then added for Howlett, "I don't travel that much, so I always enjoy seeing new places," This was emphasized by a happy yip from Nemo.
"Well I'm glad you thought coming to this small town is an adventure," He shrugged, "I'm afraid that's about the most excitin' thing you'll experience here,"
"We'll see," Chrysi chirped, making Haru shake his head.
"You offered her a challenge to prove you wrong," Haru explained, making the man laugh.
"Did I now? Well I'm curious how you'll prove me wrong," He jest lightly, mentioning to the truck. "I gotta apologize, I was only expecting Haru, so I don't have much room in this old girl-"
"I can lay low on the truck bed," Chrysi offered, looking at the mentioned truck, pointing at the truck bed. "The walls are high enough, and as long as no one also owns a truck and looking over, then we'll be okay,"
Howlett chuckled, moving the hat to cover his head, shaking his head while doing so. "No need, I do have a second row seat, it's just a tight squeeze. Andy is just about the only one who can still get in there without issues for now,"
Haru chuckled as Chrysi looked a bit embarassed, but chuckled along. "You're really looking forward to that, huh?"
"It's something I've heard about, but clearly never had that experience," She admitted, stressing a couple words. "But I wouldn't want to get anyone in trouble at the same time," She then mentioned to her dufflebag. "Is it okay to put my things on your truck bed?"
Howlett chuckled as he put down the trunk door down. "You wouldn't fit in the back if you didn't," He offered to take the bag from her, only to see her politely reject the offer, then did a lift and toss combo, hearing the muffled clanking of metal on metal. This made him raise a brow.
I really like fictional couples that actually enjoy spending time with each other. It seems like such a simple, mundane thing. But, often, I see fictional couples who are completely enamored and dramatic and willing to die for each other, which is fine. But like… do they enjoy hanging out? Do they have private jokes and would they be friends even if they weren’t in love? It feels like such a basic thing, but it’s something that I actually don’t see that often. And it feels so refreshing and honest compared to these over-dramatic romeo and juliet-esque romances. Just two people who become good friends and because they enjoy each other’s presence so much it grows into a strong attraction. It feels more real and tangible than two attractive people meeting and “falling in love at first sight” - like, of course, you fell in love at first sight! You’re both supermodels! Sorry, can’t relate.
I hope everyone is well My good-hearted friends, I only need a minute of your time to hear my suffering. I don't want you to help me and send me money. Just listen to me and then decide for yourself if you want to donate and help me.
I am Rabah, I live in Gaza. We are a family of 8 people. My father and mother are sick. My father is a cancer patient and my mother is a liver patient. I wish everyone safety and health.
My father is a cancer patient and needs surgery to remove the tumour
Hi, my name is Jupiter. For months I've been in contact with my friend Rabah, whose been trying to raise money for his father, Monis. They a
We live in Gaza in this destruction, this war, and this famine. There is no healthy food or healthy water for my parents, and you know that they need intensive health care. There is no money to provide this in these difficult circumstances.
My father needs money to travel outside Gaza to receive the appropriate treatment and my mother also needs to travel to Egypt to undergo a blood bag removal in the liver, and this operation costs a lot of money.
We are 8 young Individuals, including young Children who still drink milk, and some of them are in elementary school in these circumstances, the lack of money from where we eat, where we drink, where we live, and how can we save money for my father and mother
My mother's health condition is poor and needs an urgent operation. My father needs medicine, and these drugs are expensive 💔💔
My friends, please, I don't need money for food, drink, or anything💔💔 I just need money to save my mother and father. I hope, my friend, to see us in your heart and think if your parents were in this situation. Would you hesitate to help them?
Hi, my name is Jupiter. For months I've been in contact with my friend Rabah, whose been trying to raise money for his father, Monis. They a
Please save my mother and father quickly before it's too late. Donate to us and publish it so that we can reach as many people as possible to save my family.
Donate to us even a little and I hope you don't ignore us
there should be a term for characters you personally don't care about but you defend them anyways because the way people treat them is really uncomfortable. like ok this is a very middle-of-the-road character for me but the fandom's either been super misogynistic, racist, etc. about them or harassed innocent people who try to genuinely explore that character warts and all, and i find that more annoying than the actual character.
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if you want to learn human anatomy with the benefit of preset poses, this is for you! you can use it standalone, but as a bonus you can also import poses into the clip studio paint 3D models. (File -> Import -> 3D Pose (Posemaniacs)
