#from the ashes

[wwprice1]

A trio ofof NYX variants by Artgerm, Roge Antonio, Todd Nauck, and Rachelle Rosenberg!

#marvel #x-men #from the ashes #nyx #laura kinney #x-23 #wolverine #todd nauck #rachelle rosenberg #roge antonio #artgerm #stanley lau

[ethanreedbooks]

Dive into NYX #1 with Stunning Variant Covers!

Get ready to dive into the mutant-filled world of NYX with the stunning variant covers for Collin Kelly, Jackson Lanzing, and Francesco Mortarino’s NYX #1, hitting shelves this July! Marvel Comics has been on a roll, teasing fans with variant covers for Phoenix and X-Force, and now it's time for NYX to shine. The latest reveals feature three breathtaking covers showcasing Laura Kinney, better known as Wolverine.

These incredible covers are brought to you by the talented artists Rogê Antônio, Stanley “Artgerm” Lau, and Todd Nauck.

In the world of NYX, Krakoa may have fallen, but mutantkind is still ready to take on the world. Set in the upcoming From the Ashes era, NYX explores how mutants navigate the challenges of returning to the big city. Penned by Collin Kelly and Jackson Lanzing, with art by Francesco Mortarino, this series delves into the harsh realities of life as mutants face bigotry, mistrust, and misinformation. Without the guidance of the X-Men and the protection of Krakoa, they must rise above the hate and evolve in the face of adversity.

Today, fans can feast their eyes on a new array of variant covers for the debut issue! These covers spotlight Laura Kinney, also known as Wolverine, who originally debuted in the groundbreaking NYX series as X-23. Throughout the new series, watch as she embraces her role and hunts down violent anti-mutant oppressors in the city's darkest corners.

Don't miss out on these incredible covers! Preorder NYX #1 at your local comic shop today and immerse yourself in the thrilling world of mutants. Visit Marvel.com for more information.

NYX #1

Written by COLLIN KELLY & JACKSON LANZING

Art by FRANCESCO MORTARINO

Cover by SARA PICHELLI

Variant Cover by STANLEY “ARTGERM” LAU

Virgin Variant Cover by STANLEY “ARTGERM” LAU

Variant Cover by RO

#uncanny xmen #x men #x-men #marvel comics #wolverine #gambit #jubilee #rogue #nightcrawler #new orleans #gail simone #fall of x #x 23 #nyx #from the ashes #x men comics #x men 97

[radagon-in-eldentale]

God of Order

commissioned art by amazing @yenyenyen19 (artist's homepage on X) 🔗

It's a part of Landsbetween history book in the distant future.

The last. The first. The end and beginning.

words can't describe how much I love this master piece! Thank you so much for bringing us this treasure and your warm support for my art😭🥺💞I LOVE YOU!!!

#radagon of the golden order #elden ring fanart #elden ring #radagon #red wolf of radagon #radagon the order #illustration #design #commissioned art #from the ashes

[destroyscythe-heck]

Love how this makes it look like Char really really really really wants to fuck the Gundam

(TBH, valid.)

#from the ashes #Gundam #mobile suit gundam #gundam 0079 #char aznable

[narumi-gens]

From the Ashes | Part One

Mei Mei x f!Reader

summary: Mei Mei arrives at your uncle's estate as a con woman. She leaves it as your savior.

warnings: 18+ minors/ageless/blank blogs dni, angst with a happy ending, historical (1920s) au, gothic romance, total rip-off of park chan-wook's masterpiece the handmaiden, con woman!mei mei, sexually and emotionally repressed reader, reader seems to be losing it a little at times, mentioned suicide, minor references to early 20th century japanese politics and colonization (for the history nerds)

words: 3k

notes: after two years, we're finally here! go watch the handmaiden if you've never seen it. it's maybe one of the most romantic movies of all time.

series masterlist

Before deciding to take on a job, Mei Mei always makes sure that she knows everything she possibly can about a potential mark. She learns their history, their routines, their likes and dislikes, as well as what skeletons are hidden away in their closets.

She bribes maids and chauffeurs and everyone else working in service who are treated as if they’re invisible. She digs into every record she can access through any means necessary. Whatever it takes to uncover every dirty secret the mark in question is hiding, she does. 

It’s only when she’s sure that she’s left no stone unturned that she decides whether or not to go through with the job.

So, when word reaches her about the pretty little heiress sitting on top of a massive fortune, she finds herself intrigued and begins her discovery process. The picture that begins to form as she does so isn’t anything that she finds all that surprising or interesting. 

You were orphaned at a young age and put in the care of your aunt and uncle. Your aunt died only a few years later, leaving your uncle behind as your sole guardian. From what she can gather, your life has been a sheltered one, as is usual for a woman of your status. You don’t seem to have many — if any — friends. The only people you spend any significant amount of time with are the staff working on your uncle’s estate and the man himself. 

She’s almost certain that the remote location of the estate, which is nestled deep in the countryside, only contributes to the isolation. But it leaves her with a problem. With so few people who interact with you on a regular basis, she’s left with fewer sources of information than she would like. 

However, what she is able to do is intimately familiarize herself with the terms of your inheritance. To inherit, you must marry and until you do, your entire fortune is locked away in a trust. The only funds accessible are the generous annual allowance provided to your guardian — your uncle. 

Your inheritance is large enough that she decides to move forward with her con despite the gaps in her research on you. After all, big risks warrant big rewards.

So, she turns her time and energy into crafting her plan: under the guise of a lesser noblewoman, she’ll earn your uncle’s attention and an invitation to his lavish estate. Once she’s there, she’ll prey on your innocence and naivete, seducing you until she can sneak you away in the middle of the night and marry you, only to then cash out your inheritance and do away with you. 

And then she’ll laugh without looking back as she makes off with your entire fortune. 

When the time comes to put her plan into action, the first part goes as smoothly as she anticipated. Your uncle makes regular trips to Tokyo for business and Mei Mei ensures that when he does, they cross paths. Japan’s imperial ambitions in the region and colonization of Korea have only benefited the man’s financial status over the years, yet he’s still always looking for ways to grow his obscene amount of wealth. 

All it takes are a few vague allusions to her being interested in both a new investment opportunity and a new husband for him to take the bait and she’s secured herself an open invitation to his estate to stay for as long as she desires.

She arrives in the countryside and at your uncle’s manor a week later and finds herself thankful that the car that was sent for her has a small glass window that separates the backseat from the driver. The partition allows her a moment to herself to scoff at the sight of the large house, which consists of two massive wings — one in the traditional Japanese style of wood and paper, and the other a Western-style multistory building of brick and stone. 

The house reflects the country’s vast and hurried ambitions to Westernize over the past fifty years. Mei Mei has no fondness for tradition. But likewise, she looks equally down upon the uncritical admirers of the West. Everything she detests about the men who have led this country through the past two eras can be represented by this monstrosity of a house.

Of course, when the car comes to a stop in front of the entrance, she makes sure that it’s the awed noblewoman who greets your uncle and not the derisive criminal. The staff are lined up in two neat rows to welcome her, and standing right in front of them is you. And you’re everything that she’s pictured. 

You’re prim and proper, your posture perfectly straight and your head respectfully tilted down. Your outfit is fashionable and undoubtedly expensive, but also much more conservative than what’s being worn in Tokyo. Yet when your uncle introduces the two of you and you lift your chin, it’s all she can do to keep a delicate eyebrow from quirking. 

Because where she’s expecting to find a shy, innocent, and naive flower that's ripe for picking, she instead finds a cold, sharp ice princess looking back at her in return.

All you offer is a polite bow and a courteous, “It’s nice to meet you, Mei-san.” 

However, it’s more than enough to pique her interest, leaving her curious about what lies hidden beneath your thick, hardened exterior.

And just as she’s planned, Mei Mei has ample time to find out. While she does have to spend her evenings with your uncle, entertaining his pathetic flirtations and dreams of acquiring her fictional fortune, business occupies his days, meaning that she can fill hers with you. 

The two of you share tea in the sitting room and afternoon walks through the estate’s sprawling grounds. You sit alongside one another and read in the library. She watches as you sketch in a book beneath the towering sakura tree in the garden, although she hasn’t been able to catch a glimpse of what fills its pages.

As she spends more time with you, she begins to take notice of how your hands are always clothed in a pair of gloves that never extend past your wrists. The gloves are rarely ever the same set — sometimes they’re silk with a lace cuff, sometimes a rich leather that creaks with every absent movement of a finger, sometimes they’re the same shade as your skin tone and don’t stand out at all. 

There’s something about the way that she never sees you without them that makes her think they’re more than a mere fashion accessory, but she can’t say for certain what the reason could be. 

Your uncle encourages her to get to know you better, telling her that he hopes she can soften you with a woman’s touch. One night, with a glass of whiskey in his hand and a cigarette perched between two fingers, he mentions that it’s something that you’ve been without since you were young and your aunt tragically took her own life. 

“There’s a touch of madness that runs in that family. My late wife suffered from it and I’ve spent all these years wondering whether my niece escaped it,” he says with a sigh of pity. “At times, I find myself unsure if she has.”

The man demurs to provide any more details, insisting that doing so would be too ghastly for the sensitive ears of a woman, particularly a pair as fine as hers. 

His refusal to speak further on the matter to protect her propriety is one of the many things he gets wrong as she’s not only heard much worse, but she’s seen much worse. She’s done much worse. 

None of it matters though as she’s already aware through her research into the family that your aunt’s body was found one morning hanging in the garden from the same sakura tree where you spend so many of your afternoons. What your uncle does let slip is that you were the one to find the body. 

Finally, Mei Mei has at least one piece of the puzzle that is you. 

Another piece is quick to come as it doesn’t take long for her to realize that for all of her scheming and plotting, you’ll never fall prey to whatever trap she manages to set. You’re much too sharp and distrusting for that, keeping her at a distance no matter how much she tries to close it. For all of the hours that you’ve spent together, you’ve never offered her more than cool formalities. 

As she contemplates how to adjust her plan in light of this, the seeds of an idea are planted one day as she strolls around the house’s exterior, committing to memory every entrance and exit and window under the guise of appreciating the building’s unique architecture. Just as she rounds a corner of part of the Japanese-styled wing, she stops at the scene that she stumbles upon.

Three housemaids stand in a row facing her, although with their heads shamefully tilted down and gazes fixed firmly upon the gravel path, her sudden presence goes unnoticed. She takes a few steps back, peeking out from the side of the building to watch you as you go down the line, striking each of them harshly across the cheek one by one. 

Despite the distance, she can hear the crack of your gloved palm meeting each of their faces and the cries they let out in return. However, she misses whatever scathing words you spit that have the maids looking so fearful. Suddenly, your hand darts out to grab the braid of the girl standing on the right, yanking it so hard that Mei Mei can hear her pained yelp clearly as you force her to the ground. 

When you look down at the cowering girl at your feet, continuing to direct your vitriol at her, she’s finally able to catch a glimpse of your face. Across your pretty features, she finds the same coldness that she’s spent the last weeks becoming familiar with since she arrived. You then turn back to the other maids who flinch despite your hands remaining at your sides.

As much as she wants to stay and watch the rest of the situation unfold, Mei Mei decides to make her retreat. She can’t risk being discovered. This new piece of information is something to be tucked away for use when it serves her best.

Knowing that every set of eyes and ears on this estate belongs to your uncle, she wonders what the man’s reaction will be when word inevitably reaches him about your treatment of the staff. 

However, dinner passes as it always does without any incident. Your uncle discusses his business in an attempt to impress Mei Mei. Mei Mei acts coy in return. And you speak only when spoken to — which is rarely. 

The only proof that anything happened at all that afternoon is the red and slightly swollen cheek of the maid who fills your water glass and the line of tension in her frame as she does so. Mei Mei sees the way your uncle’s eyes barely pass over the maid’s face and realizes that the man already knows about this streak of cruelty in you, this hint of madness in you. He just doesn’t care.

As she watches you eat one grain of rice at a time, bringing your chopsticks back and forth to your plush lips in a delicate motion, she begins to recognize the darkness she sees in you. It’s similar to the darkness she sees in herself.

The next afternoon, she decides to confront you about the incident over tea, curious to see how you’ll respond.

“Why were you disciplining the maids yesterday?” she asks. She hopes to catch you off guard by both the knowledge that there was another party present for the maids’ punishment and by how suddenly she’s broached the subject.

However, you continue to defy her expectations. 

“They were gossiping,” you answer simply, your temperament calm and undisturbed as you continue to lightly stir your tea before setting down the small spoon.

“Is that enough of an offense to warrant a slap to the face?” There’s no judgment or criticism in her tone, only pure curiosity. But the question is enough to have you lifting your gaze to meet hers, a cold look in your eyes as you do.

“I want them to be miserable,” you tell her indifferently as you lift your teacup to take a small, ladylike sip. It’s Mei Mei who now finds herself slightly surprised by your blunt response. “It makes life just a bit more bearable.” 

She knows how to read people. And she can see what it is that you’re not saying. It’s not just that you want them to be miserable. It’s that you want them to be as miserable as you. 

It’s the final piece she needs to solve the puzzle and she hides her satisfaction behind the teacup she brings to her own red-painted lips. A con woman’s greatest asset is her ability to improvise and she has always prided herself on her ability to think quickly, so the solution to her problem comes quickly.

Despite the risks, she’ll include you in her plan and turn you from unknowing target to willing accomplice.

The next afternoon when you both are alone on a stroll deep in the gardens and away from any unwanted ears, she makes her move.

“The terms of your inheritance are rather strict,” she casually remarks and there’s a slightest pause in your step that betrays your surprise at the deviation in perfunctory small talk and she can’t help but feel satisfied with how she’s finally caught you unawares. “You need to marry in order to inherit.”

It’s not posed as a question but as the statement of fact that it is. You remain silent by her side, seemingly unsure of where this topic of conversation will lead.

“Would you like to marry me?” she asks, a coy smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. It’s a question that provokes an immediate reaction from you.

“I have no plans to marry. Ever,” you’re quick to tell her. There’s a forcefulness in your tone that leaves little room for doubt and Mei Mei can feel the urge to giggle threatening to bubble up. It reminds her of the way spoiled children refuse to eat what’s been put before them at dinner.

“Yes, for us, marriage is just another cage,” she muses, settling for a thoughtful hum instead of outright laughter. Any lingering humor dissipates as she poses her next question, knowing how important it is that you don’t misread her or her intentions. “But what if I said that this one would set you free?”

You come to a stop so suddenly that it takes her a few steps before she realizes that you’re no longer beside her. When she turns around, she finds you watching her with a guarded expression. Your posture is perfectly straight, but she can see that it’s due to the line of tension in your shoulders rather than the etiquette lessons she knows were drilled into you as a child.

“I arrived here with a plan: to seduce you, steal your fortune, and then get rid of you.” With each word, she takes a step towards you until only a few feet separate you. 

Your gaze remains locked on hers despite how you bristle with the visible urge to put a respectable distance between you once more. Mei Mei can’t help but smirk yet again, despite knowing that doing so will only feed into your distrust.

“But as soon as I met you, I knew that you would never fall for such a ploy.” She then takes on an air that’s only slightly more serious. “So, I’ll make a proposal of a different kind. I’ll spirit you away from your dull life in this country estate and give you your freedom. In return, we’ll split your inheritance right down the middle.”

While she doesn’t expect you to leap at her offer, she at least hoped for a hint of awe in your eyes at the idea of a life without the restrictions placed on you by both your status and society. Instead, you continue to give her nothing. 

As the silence stretches on, she prepares herself to mention that fifty percent is more than what she would normally offer an accomplice. But before the words can even form on her tongue, you turn your back to her and begin to walk back in the direction of the house. 

Part of Mei Mei expects to be hauled away by the police in the next few hours, but there’s something about your demeanor that keeps her from cutting her losses and running. For how unreceptive you seemed to be towards her proposal, it was your reaction to being offered your freedom that gives her pause.

The tension you carried didn’t stem from outrage, but from self-restraint.

That evening at dinner, you act as if nothing happened. You give your uncle the same perfunctory greeting, you bow lightly to her, and then you take your seat at the table. 

She wonders if you just haven’t had a chance to be alone with your uncle and reveal her treachery, but when breakfast proceeds the same way, she realizes that you don’t intend to do anything with this new information. You’ll keep her nefarious secret to yourself, which gives her time to adapt.

Since her plan requires you to be a willing accomplice, there’s a fine line that needs to be walked so as not to scare you off. So, she decides to default to part of her original plan – she'll seduce you.

#tw suicide #mei mei x reader #mei mei #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk #jjk x reader #mei mei angst #jjk angst #mel writes #from the ashes

[recovery-zine]

🔥 LEFTOVER SALES OPEN 🔥

Our shop is open again until the end of February! We only have a few booklets left over but a lot of amazing merch options – don't miss your chance and visit us today 💕

🛍️ https://fnrecovery.bigcartel.com

#fanzine #atla #fire nation recovery #from the ashes #avatar: the last airbender #fire nation #zine #leftover sales

[vertigoartgore]

Young Carlos Pacheco's cover for a late 80's Spanish magazine, featuring the Outback era X-Men (post-Fall of the Mutants event).

Carlos Muiña González : « This was an early Carlos Pacheco illustration for the Spanish Edition of the X - Men comic book (around 1988/89).

#x men #outback #carlos pacheco #80s #outback era #from the ashes #australia #1980s #colossus #storm #havok #longshot #rogue #psylocke #dazzler #without wolverine #madripoor #spain #late 80s #nod to love an rockets #maybe #fall of the mutants #dead or alive #gateway #RIP #marvel comics #mohawk storm #Chris Claremont #marc silvestri #dan green

[fromtheashes-if]

You’ve never known anything besides the cold. Ice water pumps through your veins— at least that’s what your dear brother says. After all, you were found abandoned in the woods during one of the worst blizzards your clan had ever seen.

The world outside of Norway seemed as far off as Valhalla to you. You never expected to leave it, but your brother had other plans when he started speaking of a far off place filled with warmth and animals the like you’ve never seen.

A place called England.

If you had known all that would befall you within the far off land… You may have thought twice about stepping aboard that boat.

Demo Features:

Play as a Viking MC that travels to England to discover a new world. Meeting a cast of characters you may be familiar with. Viking story with an Arthurian twist.

Customizable MC: name, gender, appearance, sexuality, and much more!

Your very own dire-wolf! Customizable as well: name, gender, and coat color.

Romance 1 of 5 possible options! From the Leader of England to a disgruntled knight.

Will you be able to forge alliances? Or will everything collapse due to the coming war?

DEMO (TBA)

This story is rated 18+ (Mature) for depictions of violence, blood, death, sexual themes, profanity, alcohol consumption, and mentions of torture.

More things may be added as the story progresses!

NSFW asks will be tagged #nsfw for anyone that wishes to avoid the topic.

Arthur/Artura/Artur | M/F/NB, 29 Years Old, Leo.

The Leader of England. They welcome you into Camelot with a gentle smile after the recent events that had transpired. Seemingly a fair and just leader, while being a mighty warrior, you’re not sure what to make of them. Will you find it within yourself to trust them? And possibly discover something more?

Appearance: They stand at around 6’5” with golden blonde hair and sky blue eyes. Tanned skin causes them to have an ethereal glow like you’ve never seen. As if they had been chosen by the Gods themselves. (Arthur keeps his hair to his ears, Arthura to her shoulder blades, and Artur keeps theirs to their shoulders.)

Frey/Freya | M/F, 27 Years Old, Scorpio.

Your constant companion and someone you’d forever trust to have your back. Even if they have an abrasive attitude, can be a horrible flirt, and everything under the sun, you couldn’t imagine anyone else as your best friend. You’re just lucky that you still have them with you as traverse the oddity that is England. Will something more blossom than friendship?

Appearance: They stand at around 5’9” with light brown hair and hazel eyes. The gold and green of which cause their bronze toned skin to stand out that much more. (They both keep their hair a little past their shoulders.)

Lancelot | M/F, 29 Years Old, Aquarius.

You don’t know much about the knight that never seems to stray far from the Ruler of England— not even their name— but you’re well aware of their battle prowess. With a guarded expression, penchant for silence, and ability to always disappear when you’re looking for them, you don’t think you’ll ever get close to the knight. Will you prove yourself wrong?

Appearance: They stand at around 6’3” with dark brown hair. Light brown skin cause the sterling silver of their eyes to stand out. You’ve never seen them out of their suit of armor, but maybe something will end up changing that. (M!Lance cuts his hair short and F!Lance has hers to just over her shoulders.)

Morgana | F, 27 Years Old, Capricorn.

The younger sister of the A. Someone who keeps to herself more often than not, but you can tell that there’s more to her than meets the eye. With a penchant to stay in the shadows, you want nothing more than to bring her out into the light. Will you be able to break through her mask of snark and ice?

Appearance: Morgana stands at around 5’11” with midnight black hair falling to the small of her back in a mixture of waves and soft curls. Fair skin glows in the moonlight— if her sibling was blessed by the sun then she was blessed by the moon. Her violet eyes, a color you didn’t even know was possible, hold a great deal of knowledge, but an even greater deal of pain.

Percival | M, 28 Years Old, Cancer.

With a gentle attitude, and generally compassionate disposition, Percival— or Percy— is one of the most innocent warriors you have ever come across. He doesn’t like to spill blood unless it’s absolutely necessary and he does his best to make sure that’s the way it stays, but he’s also a competent warrior and won’t hesitate to defend people he cares for. There’s not a bad bone in his body is the common phrase when referring to him.

Appearance: Percival stands at around 5’8” with dark auburn hair and forest green eyes. His olive toned skin causes his eyes to shimmer that much more. He’s usually never seen without a smile on his lips or a flower behind his ears— that a servant picked for him.

RO ART BREEDERS

#from the ashes #interactive fiction #arthurian legend #no demo #will work on this when I’m not working on my love will never die

[opal-owl-flight]

Weve seen a Steampunk Magolor. What about Solarpunk Magolor?

I found out abt Solarpunk recently and Im obsessed....So I drew Mags in the fashion style of the movement!

Hes much older on the left bc the reestablishment of a Terrovan settlement on Popstar (Little Halcandra) only happens aaall the way in the From the Ashes arc, which is several decades after the events of Back to Zero and Rising Storm. The new settlement, unlike the fallen Steampunk (tech-faction) Terrovan society on Halcandra, leans more on Solarpunk aesthetics and mindsets moving forward. They are not killing this planet this time.

#unfortunately for Mags this means he has to stop being a capitalist. get wrecked egg #kirby #magolor #kirby fanart #opal owl’s nest #From the Ashes #solarpunk #I MEAN I TRIED!!

[wwprice1]

David Marquez sketches for Uncanny X-Men! It’s going to be a beautiful book!

#marvel #uncanny x-men #x-men #gambit #remy lebeau #rogue #Nightcrawler #kurt wagner #wolverine #Logan #james howlett #david marquez #gail simone #from the ashes

[dailydamnation]

Rod Reis gifts you with a magical girl makeover, and the first thing you do when relaunching the X-books is revert to (something very much like) the old costume and surfboard-sword?

Have you no taste?

Oh, sorry, the second thing. First mutants have to be made more feared and hated than ever. Of course.

Guys, fair warning, in the past I've often been optimistic with relaunches, but I can't seem to hold back the snarkiness for this one.

(If the teams in this image line up with the logos, Illyana would be in Jed MacKay's book. On a positive note, would love to see that leading to her mingling with Strange in the MacKay-verse.)

#illyana rasputin #magik #costumes #soulsword #from the ashes

[radagon-in-eldentale]

Radagon the Order

Design Diagram Ver2.0

Concept art 1.0

Design diagram Ver1.0

I changed a part of style. Here are more clothes and belts now.

Perhaps it looks more ornate and formal than previous version as daily clothing. Anyway I hope it could be comfortable and casual for him.

#elden ring fanart #elden ring #radagon of the golden order #radagon #costume design #original design #design #from the ashes #radagon the order #I can't stand that terrible previous design any longer #headcanon #design is always so attractive and torturous #design update

[destroyscythe-heck]

I caught up with G-witch

#from the ashes #phoenix speaks #Gundam #the witch from mercury #g witch #mobile suit gundam the witch from mercury

[narumi-gens]

From the Ashes Masterlist

Mei Mei x f!Reader

summary: Mei Mei arrives at your uncle's estate as a con woman. She leaves it as your savior.

series warnings: 18+ minors/ageless/blank blogs dni, smut, angst with a happy ending, historical (1920s) au, gothic romance, con woman!mei mei, sexually and emotionally repressed reader, darker themes later on, see each part for chapter-specific warnings

notes: this is totally 100% inspired by park chan-wook's masterpiece the handmaiden, so this is basically a lesbian gothic romance au set in the 1920s.

part one

part two

part three | april 21

READ ON AO3

#mei mei #mei mei x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk #jjk x reader #mei mei smut #mel writes #from the ashes

[crescent-dreams]

New Name, New Beginning

Gilded Sapphire was founded on the basis of love and support for all community members. However, circumstances behind the scenes did not meet that purpose. Multiple mods have left the GS server and/or the fandom as a direct result of targeted bullying that occurred behind closed doors, and after multiple attempts to address the issue, it became clear no resolution could be reached. Raz has already left as a result of this issue, and most of the other mods will be leaving in the coming days, as it is no longer a place where we feel comfortable. We are working on creating a new server that truly meets the principle of love and support for all fandom members, both in public and in private.

With that comes rebranding! We will now be going by "Crescent Dreams". The SessKag love will not stop, and will come back stronger than ever. Thank you for your support and willingness to continue keeping the fandom a positive space. If you’re interested in joining the new server, please fill out our application form.

The Crescent Dream Mod Team @sereia1313 @cat-zchen @julytheartist @razdazberry

#crescent dreams #sesskag #discord shenanigans #creative chaos #we're all mad here #from the ashes #positivity #fandom positivity #future is looking bright