“You, you are art—the most beautiful piece of all.”
Synopsis: If there’s one thing that inspired you to keep going in life, it was a simple picture painted on a wall by a street artist named V. It changed your life—he changed your life and all you want to do is meet him. But what if V is closer than you think?
Pairing: street artist!Taehyung x Reader // artist au
Word Count: 11.6k
A/N: re-uploaded once again :) this fic will forever hold a place in my heart haha
You want to meet him just once in your life: the furtive street artist whose work stains the dainty town and sparks inspiration within you. Scattered among the nooks of your small town are his pieces of art that stand on an equal par to a diamond in the rough. Though, others beg to differ and claim that his “excuse of art” should not taint the pure streets of such a beautiful suburb. You believe that people should open their eyes to the beauty that is the wide world of art, an intricate way to express a whirlwind of thoughts and emotion, each piece holding a unique story.
To encounter the man behind the alluring masterpieces seems like it would occur once every blue moon. To meet the artist who has inspired you and motivated you in ways day to day people cannot would be an honor, especially if the only factor known about him is his street name, V.
“Creativity has been banned for years.” He points out, “They won’t understand the message behind our art.”
You let out an airy laugh in disbelief, “Who’s ‘they?’”
“Anybody who isn’t us.”
Synopsis: It isn’t a natural feeling, it never will be; and you refuse to accept it — the fact that art and creativity has been frowned upon society for ages. To be an artist in a society where imaginative thought is banned is risky, but to invoke creative thinking among others is a death wish. Though despite all of this, you meet a man whose eyes you have opened to the true beauty of the world, one who defends you with white lies that only turn to black in the end.
Pairing: police!Jungkook x artist!Reader (dystopianSociety!AU)
Word Count: 19.1k
Includes: character death, smoking mentions, use of guns
A/N: :))) semi-suggestive stuff included
re-upload from my old writing blog!
Curiosity leads to creativity; and curious, you were. You had always been an eager child despite the education system and adult peers nagging every being about the “dangers” of art and imagination. You doodled your first picture at age six, picked up your first paint brush at seven, then fell in love with the world of art at age thirteen. Though, your talents were worth not even a penny in your society- the society where art and creativity was banned because the new leader felt as if it threatened the original set of laws.
It was during your fourth summer when society took a sharp turn, the transfer of power towards the next ruler was the most memorable yet devastating event to take place. The bright world filled with many gates of colorful opportunities that people once knew closed and faded to grey. Words of the people were no longer weapons used by the government, their power was and oh, how they abused it. With that, you learned something while growing up. By watching those around you- those you love- get battered by the enforcers of the strict set of new laws, you learned that the lesser people talk- the lesser they will hurt.
Those who challenge or has inventive thought by doing any form of art are killed, sent to jail, or booted from the city and sent beyond the walls; luckily for you, you live in the wide attic of your aunt’s passe diner, free to create anything and everything you want without much suspicion.
“Y/N!” Calls your aunt from the busy diner kitchen below, “Can you take care of the incoming customers? We’re starting to get packed.”
“Okay,” you attempt to reply, but it comes out incomprehensible due to a paintbrush resting between your teeth.
Your aunt exerts a grunt, already tired from the flood of customers, and throws her rag on the metal counter, “Y/N!”
You roll your eyes and spear your paintbrush in hand through the dirty water filling up the glass that holds all of the others. “Coming!”
Ever want to see Hitler ride a
tyrannosaurus rex? You’re going to love the poster and teaser (below) for Iron Sky: The Coming Race.
Iron Sky director Timo Vuorensola is back at the helm for the follow-up to his 2010 cult hit.
Iron Sky: The Coming Race will be released in select international theaters on February 14, 2018 - because what’s more romantic than Nazis? Lara Rossi, Vladimir Burlakov, Kit Dale, Julia Dietze, Stephanie Paul, Tom Green, and Udo Kier star.
“There are moments that you’ll remember for the rest of your life and there are moments that you think you’ll remember for the rest of your life, and it’s not often they turn out to be the same moment.” ― Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races
From the skies come the airborne
armadas of the Kharadron Overlords – sky-fleets of iron-clad warriors
aboard fantastical machines of war armed with powerful aetheric weapons.
They are a proud people and masters
of strange alchemical powers. Guided by their Kharardron Code, and
long-hidden from the rampaging forces of the Dark Gods, they did not
merely survived the Age of Chaos, they thrived.
With the dominion of Chaos receding, they venture forth once more to seek plunder and riches among the realms.
I like these steampunk dwarfs :) I hope they can still brew ale!!!
Humanity is a strange species when it comes to their interactions with other space fairing races they are somewhat coltish and hard-nosed with their dealings with other galactic nations, there are only two races that humans are apparently comfortable dealing with the first of these is the Dorgoan Serenity they value humanities ability and willingness to free trade for the Dorgoa and humanity there is no trade posts or trading enclaves there is just trade and not only interpersonal and barter trade but Trade between corporations and stock market exchanges it is not uncommon to find Dorgoan ships in human space and human ships in Drogoan space as well as human enclaves on board Drogoa trade platforms.
The Humans value the Drogoan willingness to work with them on space piracy and Slavery both races work together on stamping out these two activities in their space as well as this the Humans value the actions of the Drogoan trade Barge “Wind of the Galaxy”. During the first Xerti incursion into human space at the battle of the Blue ridge system the “Wind of the Galaxy” engaged the attacking Xerti ships in support of the human ships in the system, after this the humans extended a branch of friendship to the Dorgoa which they accepted the two species have exchanged ambassadors and look set to continue their close friendship
The other species that the humans are comfortable with are are the Akari whereas most the species of the galaxy have evolved normally there are some that have been uplifted by another much more advanced race usually for slave labour and so the more advanced race can enjoy being worshiped as gods. The Xerti are one of these races the Akari though were uplifted by the Race know as the Forerunner, the precursors, the Sky fathers and much much more, They were not uplifted to serve as Slaves or to worship but to be the heirs of the dying race while in their formative years as an uplifted race they were used as the muscle of the Skyfathers they were always seen as the heirs of the first race of the galaxy as the Akari grew and matured as a race they were seen acting as more as diplomats and ambassadors as a sky father has not been seen for millennia we can only assume that they have all died out leaving the Akari as their heir and if there are any left the Akari are living up to their name which In the Language of the Sky fathers means “Favored Child”, where do the Humans and the Akari friendship come? They share the same Genetic stock in the most based term the Akari are not humans but genetically there are closely related or the Species that the Akari were before their uplifting were a Human subspecies, this apparently some what of a shock to both species.