#How to use DoInk

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Cherry Lane and DoInk!

Thank you Cherry Lane students and teachers and The Long Island Press for sharing this blog post about what your local students are learning. These students are participating in grade wide project-based learning units, fostering critical thinking, creativity, and collaboration throughout the school year. We really appreciate you sharing how your students are using and learning with Green Screen by DoInk in your classroom!

'The kindergartners learned to animate weather-related green screen videos through the Do Ink app. The students celebrated their findings by recording and editing videos with green screens, becoming meteorologists, and sharing their weather discoveries.'

These students are learning so much and are able to show what they know in real world examples. What a great way to learn! Thank you again Cherry Lane and The Long Island Press.

[r3starttt]

IDOL! CAITLYN KIRAMMAN

idol! Caitlyn who is soooo mina coded. This shy but sweet girl. Everyone falls for her since day one. And how could they not when her voice is so delicate and her dance makes her look like a princess. It's like she moves in slow motion even when off stage.

idol! Caitlyn who also has this Irene vibes. Sometimes she's such a cold leader, distant at the sight of the public. How she always takes care of her members yet doesn't talk much. How she stands straight immediately as the performance is done, to greet both her members and the fans. How she always makes sure to be carrying a blanket just in case, how she's so serious people might mistake if for arrogance.

idol! Caitlyn who's clear weakness is you. She's constantly having her eyes on you, sharing her food so you'd taste it and even giving it to you if the one you chose isn't as good. She covers your body with her own when you get off the car and there's cameras everywhere. She covers your legs with a blanket on every show, every interview- you've done it twice yourself in your whole career. She likes to have you near, makes her way into sitting next to you all the time, does Korean trends with you and you only, tries matching dresses. She just adores you, and doesn't try to hide it.

idol! Caitlyn who surprises new fans all the time. She looks so serious on stage, so composed. Then when she does a live, when the group goes to a variety show. She's loud, she's competitive, she needs to win and will do. There's a constant mocking on the irony, she could buy anything if she wanted, and yet there she is, doing tantrum over tantrum because she needs to win the last game in order for her to go home early, get some money, get some food. She takes it seriously.

idol! Caitlyn who has the prettiest most unique style. The staff constantly has her dressing in dresses and tight suits so it's clear when she gets to dress herself. Blouses are her basics. She loves some nice jeans or formal trousers. She wears too little jewelry but it's beyond enough to give it that extra that makes her look perfect. Her hair is either loosen on in a ponytail, never, unless is a comeback, will she do something else to her precious hair. She loves to have a watch with her and just a small black bag. She loves herself a nice long black coat, jackets too. All neutral tones if possible. Her shoes are either some black boots or white tenis shoes. She does wear heels here and there and ugh she's always wearing sunglasses.

idol! Caitlyn who's a bit of a nepo baby because her mom has always worked om the industry. Either way she never made use of her mother's knowledge or contacts to get to debut. She followed the diets, the extensive training. She gave her all to debut and even on stage she has always performed like when she debuted, flawless, energetic.

idol! Caitlyn who barely posts on her personal account. She doesn't even have her own accounts on social media– only tik tok because she must see what you send her ♡

idol! Caitlyn who loves to show herself at the gym or doing workout on the vlogs that she must do for the YouTube channel. She has a pretty tranquil life so, to not bore the fans she's having you on the vlogs as well. She invites you over, does something fun with you, plays Nintendo switch with you. She then records practice, laughing with the members and making jokes. Then quietly recording at her babies ♡ she just loves you all so much. Then a frame of her working her back at the gym, purposefully in all black because she knows what her public wants. Then doink a one minute plank "I usually do longer but yesterday's practice made me tired." And then her abs, she looks so effortless while working out. Headphones on, stretching, doing light workout for the morning. She looks so pretty it hurts!

idol! Caitlyn who owns the fluffiest cat on earth. Black, tiny whiskers due her being all fur. And then her loved doberman. She likes to show them a lot. How she showers them, cleans them and feeds them. How she cuddles with them on her own bed, not caring what people might say. She post them a lot on her socials and always talks about them. And they look identical to Caitlyn of course.

idol! Caitlyn who fell for you since trainees. It was a different time, she assumed you just caught her attention, and since competition was the only allowed feeling back then, aside jealousy and envy, she just ignored it and kept working hard on herself. That until you got paired, again and again and again, until the final lineup. Only there she allowed herself to talk to you properly. She was also shy, even after debut. Hadn't she been the leader she would've probably stayed quiet forever.

idol! Caitlyn who chose to share a room with you because yes she was interested in getting to know you but also she already kinda did so it would be less awkward. She barely spoke to you first days, saying she was exhausted or staying longer in practice to come to the dorm later. But eventually she asked about your day and about the girls and about how you felt. And she realized you were not going to bite her.

idol! Caitlyn who, contrary to what fans think, was the one to follow you like a lost puppy. Looking for you all the time, since debut. If she wasn't told to sit with the positions that the group had been alighned with, then she'd look for you. And the other members just caught it pretty quick, not even bothering on sitting near you during any event unless they were told otherwise.

idol! Caitlyn who got shy as she realized the company and staff and everyone was making sure to explode your chimestry all the time. Ever since the group went viral because of how you interacted in a part of your debut choreography where you were allowed to do whatever you wanted. How you hugged, or held hands or did a funny face. They all made sure to make the ship grow bigger. Fan service is pretty common yet she didn't expect to come so easily and so fast. She never complained tho, liking to be near you, to match how you dressed, interact more with you on stage and during interviews. Easy instructions she would follow without them being asked.

idol! Caitlyn who accidentally created a cold war between you two when she realized her feelings had not been admiration but a personal liking. She liked you, a lot. And she distanced herself without noticing. That until you addressed it by showing her the fan accusations. You laughed it off, reading the comments to her. But it was enough to get the hint. You cared too.

idol! Caitlyn who decided to take her shot on stage, breaking cold war with iconic flirting that went viral and had some other idols imitating it too. The group had been invited to their first award show, and having to perform a duet with other couples, she simply flirted with you and held on you. Yes, it was part of the choreography, but her looks and her red dress, how she held on your waist. It will never be forgotten.

idol! Caitlyn who kept making moves like that, on stage, in front of the cameras. Then, inviting you to her apartment or taking you to fancy places to eat or buying you clothes. That until the friendly behavior turned into something way too obvious for you to ignore.

Idol! Caitlyn who asked you on a proper date once you kissed her ♡ she melted at your touch, how you smelled and felt. She had never been kissed like this before, never been held with such gentleness. She was blushing a little, looking at you with so much love on her eyes. She was then the first to say "I love you"

idol! Caitlyn who taked advantage of the fan service to be your girlfriend at all times. Even if fans are so sure it's more than just a fun game for them, there's no way to prove it. No kisses caught on public, no flirting even. Just holding hands and being together all the time.

idol! Caitlyn who eventually gets the chance to do her solo debut. She's had you with her during the whole process and can't help but watch the live debut with you, cuddling and holding hands as you do. And she cries for once, hearing you say how proud you are of her and how blessed you feel by being able to be with her since the very beginning.

idol! Caitlyn who gets more solo activities after that, some collaborations, working with channel, expensive jewelery brands, travelling for a while before she has to go back to Korea and work on the new group comeback. She can't help but send you a sneak peek of her. Calvin Klein showing at the bottom of the picture, her fingers covering her stomach just a little. Then a video, her pretty face, then her chest, fingers tracing her skin with delicacy, then her back. "Miss you." She murmurs before sending you a kiss with all the feigned innocence she processes.

Idol! Caitlyn who makes the world explode with the commercial and the photoshoot. People drooling for her but only you get to have her ♡

TAGLIST: @lewd-alien @greysontheidiot @jolyne @sapphic-ovaries @tlouloser @visobsession @thesevi0lentdelights @lvlymicha @stickycherritart @patronagrona @halle5s @usuck @thalchmy @lovelyy-moonlight

credits to @cherry-coffees for the inspo ♡ go check her fic ASAP!!!

[nrcsfavoriteshrimps]

What My Dorm is Telling Me.

………………

Shiyuu had just been minding his own business when he gets bumped into. “Ah-?!”

“I-I’m so sorry, Shiyuu!”

“Oh, it’s just you, Yuume. I—WHAT THE F{doink!}?!” Shiyuu gasps, stumbling back upon seeing what Yuume is wearing. “Why are you in an Pomefiore uniform?!”

Yuume looks confused. “B-Because…it’s the dorm that I’m in…?”

“Huh? But aren’t you…?”

“Oh, I’ve got to go! The housewarden needs me!” Yuume runs off before Shiyuu can question any further.

…

“It was so…weird?” Shiyuu recounts the events that just occurred with Mai.

“That…certainly sounds strange. Should we check up on Ignihyde, then?” She suggests, tilting her head.

“That’s probably a good idea…”

…

Ignihyde is…not doing any better. Students that were last remembered in Savanaclaw were there, and none of them remembered being in Savanaclaw!

“Okay, something is definitely wrong. We should go to Savanaclaw.”

“Indeed.”

…

Savanaclaw is filled with…octavinelle students.

“It’s so hot!” Shiyuu groans, wiping sweat from his forehead. “Seriously, how do the students here SURVIVE?!”

“Oh dear, it seems like the residents aren’t doing much better…”

“ROCKY?!”

“Ah, shit…” Rocky sighs, running over. He, too, is in the Savanaclaw uniform. “What’s wrong, Yuu? Ya look like you’ve seen a ghost!”

“I—I don’t—”

“Please excuse us…” Mai smiles politely, ushering Shiyuu away.

…

Octavinelle is now filled with Diasomnia students. Wuzhi and Binx give similar responses to anyone else they question, though both seem a bit more conscious of the fact that something isn’t right. Neither can tell what, though.

Diasomnia is stuffed full of Heartslabyul students. Anya brushed off Shiyuu’s confusion, assuming he just hadn’t gotten enough sleep. “Happens to the best of us!”

Heartslabyul now has Scarabia students. Sadiya is also somewhat aware of the difference, but doesn’t know what changed.

Scarabia, finally, now has Pomefiore students. Chase and Seraph are unaware of the change.

But one thing all the dorms have in common…is that they’re STRUGGLING.

…

“Oh my sevens, what the heck happened?! Why is this happening?! What do we do?!”

“Ah, I don’t know…” Mai sighs. “Looks like we’ll need help, though.”

“You’re right…ah, jeez…”

[ixiatheflower]

Starscream!✈️⭐️

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I knew I needed a ref thing for how I draw Starscream so I FINALLY drew one! Yes he’s colorful but I like colors. I also replaced his insignia with Dreadwing’s because I think it looks better on him!

Also the Pronouns and Flags are just Headcannons don’t harass me over stupid headcannons

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Hello there! I’m Ixia! ^^

I’m an artist, editor, and writer, creating content for my interests such as!

❥ Transformers

If you enjoy these franchises as much as I do, take a look at my work and follow me if you choose so!

Have a wonderful day!!

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[insufferableprotagonistpoll]

Please note that a character currently needs at least 3 submissions to make it into the Insufferable Comic Relief poll

That said:

Has 3 Submissions or more:

Barney Stinson - How I Met Your Mother

Bibble - Barbie Fairytopia

Dareth - Ninjago

Eric Cartman - South Park

Glenn Quagmire - Family Guy

Happousai - Ranma 1/2

Howard Wolowitz - Big Bang Theory

Jar Jar Binks - Star Wars

Joshu Higashikata - JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: JoJolion

Lobbo - Ninjago: Dragons Rising

Master Roshi - Dragon Ball

Mineta Minoru - My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia

Mr. Harrington and Mr. Dell - MCU Spider-Man triology

Neelix - Star Trek Voyager

Olaf - Frozen

Owen - Total Drama

Ponyhead - Star Vs The Forces Of Evil

Scanlan - The Legend of Vox Machina show

Scrappy-Doo - Scooby-Doo

Sheldon Cooper - Big Bang Theory

Shiver - Barbie and the Magic of Pegasus

Sid - Ice Age

Sisu - Raya and The Last Dragon

Susan "Flower" Montero - Ghost US

Swift Wind - She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Teddie - Persona 4

The Cat in the Hat - The Cat in the Hat (2003 film)

The Gargoyles - The Hunchback of Notre Dame (Disney)

The Minions - Despicable Me franchise

The Monokuma Cubs - Danganronpa

Valentino - Disney's Wish

Xander Harris - Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Has 2 Submissions:

David Brent - The Office (UK)

Kon - Bleach

Ron Weasley - Harry Potter

Sea Hawk - She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Spike - My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic

Wendy Oldbag - Ace Attorney

Zenitsu Agatsuma - Demon Slayer

Has 1 Submission:

Aang - Avatar: The Last Airbender

Alfrid - The Hobbit (Peter Jackson films)

Argenti - Honkai Star Rail

Billy and Fred - Transformers Armada

Bob "Bulldog" Briscoe - Frasier

Bronn - Game of Thrones

Bumblebee - Transformers G1

Cosmo - Fairly OddParents

Cosmo Kramer - Seinfeld

Doink the Clown - WWE

Fred Figglehorn - Fred: The Movie

Hoggle - Labyrinth

Gurgi - Black Cauldron

Jerry “The King” Lawler - WWE

Keefe Sencen - Keeper of the Lost Cities

Lance - Voltron

Leo Valdez - Heroes of Olympus series

Nico Goldstien - Devil May Cry 5

Octa - Drakengard 3

Orion/Artemis (Archer) - Fate/Grand Order

Pip - Creamerie

Prompto Argentum - Final Fantasy XV (American Vers.)

Randy Marsh - South Park

Richard Watterson - The Amazing World of Gumball

Shorty - Tangled/Tangled: The Series

Soren - The Dragon Prince

Sorward - Pokémon Sword and Shield

Taiga Okajima - Assassination Classroom

Tanaka Ryuunosuke - Haikyu!!

Tendi - Star Trek: Lower Decks

The Kanker Sisters - Ed, Edd, N Eddy

(Pre-timeskip) Usopp - One Piece

Youhei Sunohara - Clannad

[heytherecentaurs]

***Spoilers for Vanessa 5000***

- It is so so so fucking good!

- “I want to doink you like a dinosaur”

- She is giving off real Lady Gaga vibes

- I need Courtney Pauroso and Caldwell Tanner to talk in robot voices at each other. (Context: Caldwell also has an amazing robot voice)

- the stepmom roleplay was ridiculous

- Courtney Pauroso is so talented and funny. Vanessa 5000 is an incredible commentary on the intersection of tech and sex and an amazing performance. Also a great warning against agreeing to terms and conditions without reading the fine print. She is a brilliant performer and also I liked when she showed her butt.

- I think this is one of the most unique things I’ve ever seen on tv. It reminds me of the crazy shit we used to do when I taught drama.

- The added detail that Tanya is 18 after the fact is hilarious and a mean trick.

- Ted Kaczynski references were WILD

- I was not expecting her to hold a disk with her butt. This is the kind of quality content you only get with a subscription

- Just absolutely remarkable object work throughout

- This show feels like it was made for tumblr

- what’s wrong with me that I think goblin mode is hotter?

- “I’m gonna lick your teeth” and then she SPAT IN HIS MOUTH!!! What the fuck!?

- I felt drunk by the end of that part

- I knew the turn was coming because after the heights of goblin mode you have to have this beat that changes things. But the turn wasn’t what I expected.

- showing up with a face of blood and it dripping down her front is so cool. I love women covered in blood tho.

- this is so entirely my shit it’s hard to express how much I love it. I guess, if I were gonna express it concisely, I’d sum it up this way:

- I wanna doink you like a dinosaur

[basu-shokikita]

Reunited

I've been missing my favorite guitarists lot lately so I decided to dish out a little Skwistok sweetness to cure my ailments. I’m always thinking of them.

Toki was still in deep slumber, despite the rays of light sharply coming in through the window, reflecting on the tiles insistently. Despite the faint singing of the birds outside and the racket a few floors down, most likely coming from his bandmates. 

But when he heard the faint creak of the bed followed by the weight on the mattress shifting, he turned with a hitched breath.

And there he was, with the disheveled golden mane and the half-lidded blue eyes. The thin frame and the smile despite the exhaustion. There he was. “Heys.”

“Yous back...” Toki said with a hoarse voice. 

“Ja.” Skwisgaar chuckled. “What ams you doinks in mine rooms anyways?”

Toki wrapped his arms around Skwisgaar in a lazy hug, as he was still recovering consciousness.“I misseds you.” He said, both in reply and as a general statement. 

“I heards.” Skwisgaar was still chuckling and awkwardly rubbed Toki’s back. He was still unsure about how to carry himself in moments like these.

After a few seconds of quiet affection, Toki suddenly pulled back. “Waits a minute, wasnt yous flights in two days?”

“I tooks de first flights after de festivals instead. Couldn’t stay another seckonds with the Danes no mores.”

“But whats about the photoshoots?”

Skwisgaar grinned. “Fucks de photoshoots.”

Toki’s heart swelled as he pulled Skwisgaar into another hug. “You miss Tokis too…”

The guitarist tensed up. “Eugh, noes, I really hates havingks picktors takens of me…and I hates de Danes…” He tried to explain, then eventually sighed, relaxing into Toki’s arms. “...Ja, I does.”

Smiling, Toki nuzzled his face against Skwisgaar’s shoulder. He was wearing the black leather jacket that Toki gifted him on his last birthday. “Even if you never replies to mine texts-”

“Euh, Toki, you texts a lot.” Skwisgaar said. “It ams distracktingks.” After a pause, he added. “Also, Charles threatens to conksfiscates mine phones if I kepts usings it.”

“Whats?” Toki was outraged. “He can’t does that!”

“Ja, I thinks dat too but I realize if he takes mine phones I cants tell nobodies abouts it.”

“That fucking evil robots…”

Skwisgaar snorted, indifferent to the malice of their manager. “Soes, anyt’ing news happens while ams gone?”

Toki hummed in deep thought, trying to think of anything memorable from the past 5 days of his life. “Oh, I gots a new boyfriends!”

Eyes widening like tennis balls, Skwisgaar’s jaw dropped. “Whats?”

Wordlessly, Toki looked under the blanket and pulled a Deaddy Bear with a makeshift blond wig and a black tanktop. “Meets Skwisbears. He ams sweet and attentives and pays me more attentions than yous.” He smirked cheekily.

“Eugh…never thoughts I’d be cheateds on wif a plush.” Skwisgaar was impressed. “Does he gives good heads?”

“Don’ts be sicks!” Toki shoved him while laughing.

“What’s dats? He can’ts?” Skwisgaar swiftly rolled on top of Toki. “Guess ams still winnings, den.”

Toki’s smile promptly faded out. “What- right nows?”

Skwisgaar’s eyes glinted mischievously. “Calls it a, whats you say, welcome gifts.”

While Toki wasn’t exactly knowledgeable in hospitality customs, he was pretty sure it went the other way, though he wasn’t about to question it. Especially when his partner was so determined, promptly disappearing under the covers.

“Ough…” Toki groaned as Skwisgaar got to work. 

If this is how it was going to be everytime he returned, then maybe Toki wouldn't mind Skwisgaar leaving more often.

[potato-lord-but-not]

How do you make your traditional art look so GOOD ?? When you get the photos, do you edit them at all or is your lighting just. that perfect (if it is you will be getting threatened because what in hell /silly)

If you do edit your photos, do you have a set criteria for how you do it? Like, just a baseline of “this much exposure, this much contrast, etc etc” or do you just doink with them till they look good?

Sorry maybe I’m overthinking this, but I’ve been getting back into both drawing traditionally, and actually posting it, but it never looks as clean as I’d like ,, any tips you could offer would be great !! No obligation though :]

The lighting I have is just okay so I have to do some heavy lifting on the editing part-

at least for colored and finished pics, for those I use Picsart to do most of the editing, with different filters and such to make it pop a bit more and give it some life that was drained from it when I took the pic.

for sketches, I use the b&w filter to make it more clear and use the photo editing available on my phone to adjust contrast, exposer, balance etc where need be :3

[the-s1lly-corner]

I have a request for a Toby x reader who was friends with him before everything happened and moved before the murder stuff and they ran into each other again (romantic? Sure)

Reuniting w/ Ticci Toby

I know this is going to be in the queue for a while so things are very likely to be different by the time this goes up but i swear if i have metal splinters in my fingers again like last year im going to be so mad because theyre so deeply imbedded, if they are splinters. hoping its like last year and they just bind into my hand and the infection heals notes: reader is GN CWs: canon typical violence

you were his only friend asides from his sister, you were the only one who didnt pick on him for things that were out of his control and the two of you would find yourselves hanging out a lot

you were devastated when you found out what happened in his neighborhood- the fire, the murders... you didnt want to believe that it was him who did it

i dont think he would approach you for a few months, between being busy with his new obligations to slenderman as well as wanting the talk of everything around that night to die down...

it may even take a year or two depending on how active the discussion remains

he doesnt know how to approach you so he simply

throws pebbles at your window in the night like he used to do

cue him accidentally doinking you in the face with one of the pebbles

its so so awkward at first because so much has changed since the two of you last talked and he cant really tell you everything; would you even believe him if he told you about the 10 foot tall forest monster that basically took him in to work under it?

he doubts it

slowly things fit back into place but it takes a lot of time and trust

a lot of it is built through the two of you hanging out inside your home away from prying eyes and just doing what you both used to do together

movies, games, just talking

you almost feel like nothing ever changed

hes not very subtle about hiding his crush on you, even if its not anything new youre going to catch on quick

a night in the woods turns into an unofficial first date with the two of you shooting some jokes at each other that slowly become more flirty as the conversation progresses

nothing happens, no kisses no cuddling nothing like that but theres something different about your relationship now

[jujuicykaisen]

Could we find out how Gojo, Utahime, Nanami and Kusakabe react to the chair they're sitting on breaking and falling on their ass? 😆

This is a fantastic request, so I've also added Toji and Suguru~

Characters: Satoru Gojo, Kento Nanami, Utahime Iori, Atsuya Kusakabe, Suguru Geto, Toji Fushiguro

Contents: loving descriptions of booty, bad furniture

Satoru Gojo

Satoru gives me the vibe of that kid in class who could never sit with all four legs of his chair on the ground. Always swinging his long-ass legs up onto the desk and rocking back in his chair, possibly even with his arms folded behind his head.

He even does it now, especially when he's bored. Now, this would never happen with his crazy expensive Barcelona Chair, but one of the rickety wooden chairs in a Tokyo Jujutsu High classroom? Absolutely.

Gojo's not a small man. He's 6'4 of muscle and mischief, so if those chair joints are weak, that old classroom chair is going to splinter apart and dump the strongest sorcerer on his Armani ass.

His students are silent. Gojo is silent.

Yuji starts to howl with laughter, Megumi is giving his benefactor a silent, withering stare, and Nobara begins to rant about how damn cheap the school is when it comes to upkeep.

Gojo simply folds his arms behind his head and crosses his legs as if he's lounging on a chaise, rather than the broken fragments of a chair on the floor.

"Anyway..."

"We all saw you fall on your ass, Gojo. Don't try to play it cool."

Kento Nanami

Nanami isn't the kind of man to fling himself down into a chair. He's a more measured person than that, more aware of his large, muscular frame. So if a chair breaks, it's not likely to be his fault.

It won't be at his home, either. Nanami reads his Which? guides, and tends to buy investment pieces that will last for years.

Other people and facilities are not quite so discerning, however. He sits down at the cafe table, unfolding his copy of the Financial Times, and reaching for his cup of coffee.

Before his fingers can so much as brush the ceramic of the cup, the chair simply falls apart beneath him, dumping him onto the floor.

Silence reigns, save for the tinkle of a screw rolling away across the linoleum.

Nanami lets out a sigh that seems to come from the very bottom of his soul. Setting his newspaper on the table, he picks himself up and dusts himself off. He picks up his suit jacket and shrugs it on, fussing with the cuffs for a moment. Taking out his wallet, he addresses the horrified cafe waitress.

"How much?"

"E-excuse me?"

"To replace the chair," Nanami explains patiently.

"Oh, no, that's not your fault!"

Nanami peels off a couple of bills and lays them beside his undrunk coffee, easily several times the worth of a cheap cafe chair. "Please replace it with something better. I like coming here."

That table, with its better chair, becomes Nanami's table whenever he comes in for his morning coffee and paper. None of the other sorcerers know about this cafe or the fact that he goes there, so he makes sure to become a regular.

Utahime Iori

Utahime's pretty petite, so she's never even considered the possibility of a piece of furniture breaking while she's using it.

She's sitting down to begin the meeting between the Tokyo and Kyoto Jujutsu High faculties, to discuss logistics for the upcoming Goodwill Event, when it happens.

Her chair falls apart as if the pieces are held together with chewing gum, pitching her onto her ass.

Utahime lets out a yelp as she lands, her face flaming with embarrassment.

But that embarrassment swifty turns to anger, because while the rest of her colleagues look shocked or concerned, Satoru Gojo is snickering behind his hand, making muffled snorting sounds.

"Gojo..." Utahime growls, low and dangerous.

She picks up the broken-off armrest from the chair and lobs it at his head. It doinks harmlessly off his Infinity and clatters to the floor.

"Domestic violence!" Gojo protests.

Utahime picks herself up and grabs another chair, but she checks it first. She knows the other chair was sabotaged, and she's going to find out who did it.

(It was Gojo)

Atsuya Kusakabe

Poor Kusakabe.

As if he doesn't have enough to deal with, being one of the few normal people among all the big personalities, world-ending powers, and prodigies of his fellow sorcerers.

Now the goddamn furniture is out to get him.

He's probably busy doing his job and teaching the second years, giving them a lecture on jujutsu history or the intricacies of cursed spirit classifications.

"The five categories are simple enough for first years to understand," he says, gesturing at a diagram on the chalkboard. "But as with most things, there are blurred lines and nuance—"

A sharp crack resounds through the air.

One moment, Kusakabe is looking around, trying to see where the noise came from, adrenaline spiking as he waits to see if it's some kind of attack, and the next he's on the floor, laying on his back, his legs still raised over the seat of the chair.

"You good, Kusakabe-sensei?" asks a student.

"This is why, when you graduate, you need to invest some of your mission money back into the school," Kusakabe sighs, resigned. "Or you'll end up like me."

"Are you gonna get up?"

"in a minute..."

Suguru Geto

Ah, here we have another giant.

Suguru Geto cuts a fine figure of a man no matter what arc, but for now let's imagine he's living his best cult leader life.

Perhaps he's giving a seminar on Why Humans Are The Problem, or holding court with some of his loyal followers.

Either way, this beautiful madman is sitting on a chair as if it is a throne, one leg crossed over the other, his robes draping elegantly around him like he's a daimyo in a painting.

Things are going his way: his skin is clear, his crops are watered, and his human pest control plans are in motions.

Then his chair creaks. Ominously.

He frowns slightly, looking down, but returns his attention to whatever Nanako and Mimiko are saying.

Creak.

Geto moves to get up, but that shift in weight is the straw that breaks the camel's back. The chair gives up the ghost, sending one Suguru Geto ass-first to the floor. A jolt of pain shoots up his spine, swiftly followed by irritation as his followers stare at him.

He gathers himself up, smoothing his hair back and giving a derisive chuckle.

"I suppose that chair wasn't built to accommodate someone of my stature. Worthless human craftmanship."

Toji Fushiguro

This bounty hunting beefcake is no stranger to breaking furniture, but it's usually beds, rather than chairs.

We're going to set the scene: Toji's in a restaurant or a bar, working up a tab in karaage, takoyaki, and other snack foods. Maybe he's actively tailing a target, or maybe he's just killing some time, waiting until his handler, Shiu Kong, gets in touch with a new contract, and cruising for some pretty, gainfully employed woman who can pay off his tab and give him somewhere to crash for a couple of weeks.

"The hell?"

That's all that Toji can spit out before his chair fractures apart underneath his musculature, and plants him right down on his tenderloin, Wagyu-beef quality ass.

Now let me tell you, Toi is not hurt. This man is a tank, thanks to that Heavenly Restriction. But does he let on that he's fine? No, because Toji's also a (periodically) broke-ass motherfucker.

A piece of furniture just broke on him in a private establishment. You know what that means?

Compensation payout, baby.

Toji grabs the small of his back and groans as staff rush over to help him. On the inside, he's grinning, ¥¥¥ flashing in front of his eyes as he imagines his tab going up in smoke, "comped for his troubles".

Maybe he should add a little screwdriver set to his wormy pocket dimension. This could be a lucrative little sideline between missions.

[bkaulitzz]

𝐖𝐡𝐨’𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 .01

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info/cw: fem x dom!bill, CHEATING, choking and chocking, p in v, oral, dubcon…, mask kink in a way, you are dressed up as SIDNEY PRESCOTT

synopsis: you get a little hot and bothered from hearing some drama about tom

pt 2 at bottom!! if u cant see it, refresh

more under cut :)

I pulled my dark-wash, denim jacket over the purple shirt I had, feeling every thread count as it slipped over my forearms. My feet stood on the cold wooded floor of my room. I stared into the vertical mirror that leaned against the wall, fixing my natural hair. I flinched, watching a figure step behind me, slithering his arms around my waist as he stared into the mirror with his Ghost Face mask. "Tom! God. You fucking scared me, " I looked up over my shoulder at him, getting a low chuckle in response. "Take it off."

"Slow down...we didn't even party yet, " Tom muffled, reaching up for the bottom of his mask with his gloved hand, and pulling it up over his head.

"Shut up, " I rolled my eyes and snickered, fixing my eyeliner as Tom watched. He placed his chin on my shoulder, admiring me as I fixed my eyeliner. "Tom..."

"Hm?" He tilted his head, his black cloak draped over his body. It was no different from his regular wear anyway.

"I don't know...I'm kinda disappointed in this year's costume, " I sighed, leaning back into him, and moving my arms over his arms.

"How come? I think you look good, " He smirked and planted kisses in the crook of my neck. I tilted my head, giving him more access. "I mean...you look good in everything anyways."

"Thanks...but I just felt like we didn't even try, " I frowned. He clasped his fingers with mine, resting his chin on my shoulder again.

"At least, you're not like Bill. He stole my whole costume and made his girlfriend dress as Tatum, " He groaned, caressing the sides of my thumbs with his. I looked back over at him again, kissing his cheekbone.

"I guess so...you're the better Ghost Face anyway, " I smirked and he turned his head toward me. He pecked my lips, grinning against them.

"Of course I am. I'm the original, " He hummed, pulling away, keeping one hand interlocked with mine. "We should go though, it's starting soon, " He pecked my forehead, pulling me in by my waist. "I'll go start the car, " He smirked, pulling the mask down over his face. I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms.

"Alright...don't run into a wall, " I said. He nodded with a thumbs up, turning around to make it to the door. I turned back to the mirror, fixing the black skinny jeans I had on. I raised an eyebrow, hearing a thud followed by a groan. I looked back, snickering and Tom held his forehead.

"Who closed the fucking door?"

***

I scowled, looking down at the potato crumbs that I had just stepped on. The smell of beer filling my nose as 'Monster Mash' could be heard from the living room. The sound of faint ping pong balls could be heard from far, doinking against a surface. I clasped my fingers into Tom's as they rested on my waist, looking around. I pursed my lips, squinting my eyes as I looked through the crowds of people. Some were on their staircase, others were just scattered around. I sighed beginning to walk into the crowd.

"You see him, yet?" Tom muffled into my ear, a little loud to be heard over the music. The fabric of his mask tickled my neck. I hummed and made my way into the living room, my black boots stepping onto what used to be white carpet that was now a beige. I cringed at the feeling of sliding past people with small 'excuse me's.' I gasped, seeing a Ghost Face nearby.

"Did you hear that...and...caught herpes?!"

"Yea, they got leaked on insta too, " I heard faintly as I pushed pass people. I felt the music pound in my chest as I was closer to the speaker. Bill stood by a leather couch, his hands on his girlfriend's hip. His head turned towards us as we stepped closer. He snickered, turning to his side before lifting his mask over his head. Revealing his black and white dreads.

"Are you still mad at me?" He smirked as he looked at Tom. I gave Bill's girlfriend a small wave and smile, feeling Tom's hands leave my waist. He stood beside me, crossing his arms in a petty way. I rolled my eyes before turning my attention back to Bill.

"Fucking obviously, you stole my costume, " Tom gripped the bottom of his mask, pulling it over his head. Bill rolled his eyes, making duck lips as he tilted his head.

"I wear it better, " Bill shrugged, bringing his hands down to clasp them, resting them on his thighs.

"No, you don't. I obviously look better, I wore it first anyway, " Tom blew raspberries as they spoke loudly over the music. I took a seat on the armrest of the black leather couch, resting my head on the wall it leaned against.

"Just because you're first, doesn't mean anything. Like how you were born first, it doesn't mean you're better, " Bill blew raspberries back, wrapping an arm around his girlfriend's waist. He turned to her with a smile, lifting her chin with a hooked pointer finger. "I'm the better Ghost Face anyways, right babe?" He grinned. She nodded, looking away shyly. Tom rolled his eyes, turning to me.

"We don't sound like that, right?" He snickered. I shook my head with a chuckle, sliding off the sticky leather. He took my hand, looking around the living room. "There's beer pong in the kitchen, wanna come with me?" He asked before turning back to me.

"What?!" I came close, furrowing my brows. He sighed, coming close to my ear.

"There's! Beer POOOONG! In the kitchen. Do you wanna come with me?" He pulled his mask back over his face. I followed to where his eyes once were, turning back to him.

"Sure, " I snickered. He slapped my ass before taking my hand to lead me to the kitchen. I sighed in relief once my boots met the wooden floors again. The music growing fainter. Tom wrapped his arm around my waist, approaching the beer pong table.

"Can we join?" Tom asked the two dudes on the other side of the table.

"I'm not playing, I'll just watch, Tom, " I said. He gave me a nod, pulling away from my waist as he picked up the ping-pong balls. The sound of the balls dinking on the gray foldable table started again. The other guys kept hitting the solo cups, missing some shots. I sighed, watching Tom down his fourth cup, making me feel thirsty. "Hey, Tom?"

"Yea?" His focus stayed on the other side of the table.

"I'm gonna get drinks, I'll be back, " I tiptoed, speaking into his ear. He nodded, turning to me to peck my cheek with his damp lips from the beer.

"Be safe, " He turned back to the game. I grinned before walking away from the beer table. The kitchen was also as crowded as everywhere else in the house. Whoever owned the house, had money, and the kitchen was huge. I walked over to the counter and saw a cooler with ice resting on the granite surface. I waited for the two girls talking in front of it to move before reaching into the blue cooler. I grabbed a buzzball, cracking it open to take a sip.

"Tom's fucking ran through, " One of the girls spoke as they were by the sink now. I raised an eyebrow, standing close as I sipped the buzzball to seem unbothered.

"Right? And he has a girlfriend, she's so oblivious, " The second girl sighed.

"Exactly. Either way, if I was honest... I wish we could've fucked..." She looked away from her friend. The second girl gasped, widening her eyes.

"Me too, to be honest, " They snickered. I furrowed my brows as my back was facing toward them, continuing to down my buzzball slowly as I eavesdropped.

"How long do you think they'll last?"

"Probably not long, " She smirked.

"Tom's easy, you'll get a chance."

"Right?" They continued to chatter as they walked off. I clenched my jaw, finishing the buzzball.

"Assholes..." I turned around, beginning to follow behind. I froze, seeing a dark red in my peripheral vision. I turned my head to the sink, gasping as it was full of jungle juice. I grabbed a solo cup from a nearby stack, dropping the empty buzzball can to the floor. I grabbed the ladle, pouring two scoops into my cup. I cringed, putting my lips to the rim of the cup, and taking a sip. I smacked my lips, furrowing my brows. I downed it, still being thirsty. I threw the empty cup into the trashbag hung on the cabinet knob, turning toward the beer-pong area. I squinted my eyes, not being able to see Tom, starting to walk back to the living room again. The music filled my chest as I looked around, blinking my eyes as it was a bit blurry. I raised my eyebrows, seeing a Ghost Face. I shoved past people, immediately throwing my arms around his neck. It felt like forever to get there but I managed. I tilted my head as it was a higher reach than normal. "Tom, fuck. Can you believe what I heard in the kitchen?? Some girls were ranting about you, " I frowned, feeling my face heat up as tears welled up. He raised his hand to my cheek, swiping off tears with his thumb.

"Y/n-"

"Then, they just...they talked about wanting to..." I gulped, starting to hear myself in my ears. "Fuck...what was in that jungle juice...anyways. They were talking about how badly they wanted to fuck you. God, they pissed me off. Isn't that unbelievable?" I tilted my head. He nodded in response. "Fuck. Tom...I just..." I bit my lip, coming closer to close the gap between us. I slid my left hand down to his chest, rubbing it up and down before grabbing the bottom of his mask.

"Wait-"

"Please, Tom...I can't wait any longer. They make me so...mad, " I growled before lifting the mask just a bit to expose his lips. I narrowed my eyes at the beauty mark under his lip, pushing it off for being tipsy as I held his face. "Please, " I whispered against his lips. He moved his hands down to my waist causing me to smirk before I kissed his lips. The taste of whatever he drank before filled my lips which was pretty sweet. I furrowed my eyebrows as the cold metal that I was so used to, hadn't tickled me. I pulled away, gazing over his lips again.

"Don't stop, " He muttered through his breath. I widened my eyes with a smirk, coming close again to place my lips on his. This time, he harshly moved against my lips, I breathed heavily as I wrapped my arms around his neck. My face heats up, feeling his fingers tickle up to my throat, pressing his fingers down gently. I let out a small whine and he took the chance to slide his tongue in, pressing his against mine. My heart skipped a beat as shivers went down my spine, pushing myself more against him. He groaned into the kiss, moving my face up more by my jawline. I shuddered, my hands slowly moving through the fabric of his mask down to dangle over his shoulders. I pulled away after a while, my lips swollen as I caught my breath. He licked his top lip, grinning with his teeth as he swiped his thumb over my bottom lip. The music continued to boom in my chest as I looked over my shoulder toward the speaker. I turned back to Tom, tilting my head.

"I can't focus..." I licked my lips, wrapping my arms around his neck again. He smirked, reaching down for the back of my thighs. I jumped and he held me by my thighs, walking toward the stairs by the front door. They creaked as he nearly tripped over the people who sat on the stairs. I laid my head on his shoulder, the music growing fainter. He dropped me on my feet by a door in the dim hallway he made it to. He wrapped his fingers around my throat, lifting my face to smash his lips against mine again. I furrowed my brows, kissing back as my heart raced again, my knees growing weak. "Tom, " I whined against his lips. He shushed me as his other hand reached down to turn to doorknob by my hips, never breaking the kiss. I stumbled backward into the room and it was already lit as if it was waiting for us. I breathed heavily against the kiss as he closed the door behind him with his foot, placing his other hand on my waist.

"You taste so sweet, " He bit his lip after he spoke, looking down at me. I gulped as I stared up at him at what seemed to be his eyes through the mask. He swiped his thumb over my bottom lip causing me to part my lips. He slowly slid his thumb in and I wrapped my swollen lips around it, keeping eye contact. "Such a whore, " He muttered as he moved his thumb down. He moved his hands to the opening of my jacket, helping me pull it off. He threw it aside, reaching down for my shirt after. Once the bra clipped off, he slowly peeled it off of me, gazing over my chest. He gasped softly, pushing me toward the bed by my waist. I shivered at his cold fingertips, stumbling before the back of my knees hit the edge of the bed. I fell back, allowing him to crawl on top of me. The smell of his cologne filled my nose as he dove down, keeping his eyes on me.

"New cologne, Tom?" I nibbled on my bottom lip, I preferred it much more than his other one.

"Yea...new cologne..." He grinned. I reached down to the bottom of his mask, trying to pull it off. He took hold of both of my wrists, holding them above my head.

"But, I wanna see you, " I frowned and he held both of my wrists in one hand as the other came down.

"Later...it'll be hotter with this on, " He trailed his fingernails down the side of my ribcage. I arched my back at the gentleness, reaching up into his touch. He bit his lip at the reaction, coming down to kiss around my nipple. His free hand came up to cup my other boob. I squirmed under him, feeling him lay his tongue flat against my nipple. He kissed around again, sucking at my flesh. He nipped, grazing his teeth around the areas. I let out a small cry and he slapped the side of my waist in response. "Patient, " He snarled. He kissed the dark purple marks he left behind before wrapping his lips around my nipple, swirling his tongue around it. My breath hitched as I looked down at him, feeling his hand slowly glide down to the start of my pants. He undid the button with one hand, slipping the black pants a bit by gripping the fabric on the side of my thighs. He slid his hand into my pants, grazing my nipple with his teeth. He pulled off with a pop, sitting up as he looked down at me. Effortlessly keeping me down while his other hand rubbed my clothed clit. I arched my back again, clenching my eyes as I trembled. "Does it feel good?" He asked and I slowly opened my eyes, being met with him staring down at me. I pursed my lips, nodding slowly with furrowed brows. He applied more pressure and I yelped in response as he harshly traced circles on my clit with his fingers. "Answer me."

"Yes, it does!" I stammered. He gave me an amused hum, feeling the wetness seep through my panties. He pulled out, placing the fingers to my lips. I parted them and obeyingly sucked on his fingers. He snickered at the sight, moving the hand around my wrists away. I sat up on my hands, my tongue sliding against his fingers as he pulled them out. He slid off the bed, reaching under the cloak to pull the matching black pants along with his boxers off. He threw them aside, coming over to the edge of the bed. He wrapped his hand around his cock, pumping it as he pointed at the area on the bed in front of him.

"Here, " He demanded and I crawled over on my knees, leaning down to reach his cock. I kissed the bottom of his cock as his hands moved up, keeping eye contact. He moved his hand away, allowing me to replace his hand with mine. I laid my tongue flat against the bottom, coming up to his tip. My hand moved the opposite way as I licked the precum off his tip, wrapping my lips around it. I smirked as I pulled out, pumping the rest as I kissed his tip. He groaned, moving a hand to the back of my head. "Don't fucking tease me, sweets, " He rasped, pushing my head down to take him whole. I choked and his mouth hung low, watching tears well up in my eyes. I breathed heavily through my nose, looking up at him as his tip hit the back of my throat.

"Aww, why are you tearing up? You deserve it for trying to tease me, " He swiped off the tears that rolled down my cheek and I moved my hands up to the sides of his thighs, which were surrounded by the cheap, black cloak. He put his hands on either side of my head, beginning to thrust into my mouth. I hallowed my cheeks, continuing to tear up each time his tip hit my throat. He let out low moans, gripping a handful of my hair to pull. He bucked his hips faster causing me to gurgle around his cock. I pulled off after a few thrusts, and a trail of saliva followed as I choked for air. He cupped my jaw as I looked up at him, my vision even more blurry with the accompanied tears. "You okay?" He frowned. I nodded slowly, catching my breath as he leaned down to kiss my nose. He kissed down to my lips as I fluttered my tears away. He reached down, hooking his fingers at the start of my pants as he leaned into me. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he kissed me hungrily, pulling my pants off for me. He let them drop off the edge of the bed, hooking his nails into the lace of my panties. He tore it open, causing me to pull away from the kiss with a gasp.

"Tom!" I looked down at his hands which were intertwined with each threading of the panties. I furrowed my brows at his black-painted nails, looking back up at him. "When did you paint your nails?"

"The other day...you didn't see. I wanted to surprise you, " He dropped the ripped panties. He leaned into the crook of my neck, planting kisses as he held my waist. I leaned back towards the bed as he pushed me down, moving my right leg over his right shoulder. He aligned himself, pumping the leftover saliva as lubrication before moving his tip to my slit. I grit my teeth, reaching behind him, under his mask for what I thought would be braids but were replaced with the feeling of dreads. I narrowed my eyes before widening them as he slowly slid in. I threw my head back, tugging at his hair which earned a groan in response. I wrapped my other leg around his waist, letting out a high-pitched moan as he stretched me. He dug his nails into my flesh, leaning his head down with groans. He bottomed me out and I breathed heavily, looking back up at him as my fingers were tangled with his dreads. "You alright?" He breathed out, sliding his hands up and down my sides to comfort me. I nodded as I bit my lip.

He moved his hands to either side of my body onto the bed, slowly bucking his hips. My eyebrows knotted and my jaw hung open as hushed moans escaped my mouth. He bit his lip at the expression on my face, keeping his rhythm.

"So...good, " I panted and he moved a hand up to my throat, pressing his fingers on either side. He looked down at the sight of me taking him, causing him to jolt his hips faster. My breath hitched, throwing my head back. "Tom, " I cried out. He clenched his jaw, moving two fingers up to my mouth. I sucked on them as the rest of his fingers choked me. He leaned down to my ear, muttering.

"You don't wanna get caught, right?" He husked out. I nodded slowly with a small whine into his fingers. "Good girl..." He removed his fingers, continuing to choke me as he sat up straight, thrusting into me. He moved a hand down to my inner left thigh, opening my legs more. "You're taking me so well, " He purred, looking down at me as I whimpered through my teeth to stay quiet. He looked down again at my pussy, letting out a desperate, filthy noise. He pulled out before flipping me onto my knees. He bent me over slightly, grabbing hold of my wrists to hold me up as he aligned himself. My whines were cut off, feeling him slam back into me. I shuddered, as he started to slowly move up into me again, hearing a plastic material hit the wood floor. I tried to turn back, only to be made to face front again by him gripping my lower jaw. He crossed my arms on my lower back with the other hand, pounding up into me. I threw my head back into his chest, letting out cries of pleasure as the sound of our skin slapping filled the room. His strained moans danced into my ear as he kept his uneven place. My moans were broken as I became lightheaded from the pleasure, clenching around his cock.

"Close, " I whined, feeling his nails dig into my arms.

"Hold it for me, " He lifted my face to look up at the ceiling, leaning into my neck. He planted kisses as he thrusted up, and his moans were hoarse against my skin. "You feel so good, " He panted. His thrusts grew more sloppy as I continued to throb around him. He pulled away from my neck, moving the hand around my neck down to my swollen clit. "Come for me, " He rubbed circles around my clit and I threw my head back, rolling my eyes back. I twitched, letting out a sharp moan before releasing all over his cock. He pulled out, letting go of my arms which allowed me to fall on my back. I repeatedly panted as he pumped himself to reach his high. He shuddered as he came, the mattress shifting as he got off.

"Fuck...I think that was...the best ever that we've done...Tom, " I slurred as I breathed heavily, my head resting on the pillow.

"That's because I'm not Tom, " His voice was clearer. I raised an eyebrow, lazily looking over to my right. I widened my eyes, seeing the mascara that ran down his face from sweat. His hair was disheveled, as sweat ran down his forehead.

"Bill! What the fuck! What if Tom finds out?!" I sat up, sitting back on my hands.

"He doesn't need to know, " He stepped over with a finger on his lips as he stared into my eyes. I pursed my lips, shooting my head to the door as I heard a knock.

"Y/n??" A deeper voice behind the door called, knocking.

"You're so fucking dead, " I mouthed aggressively. Bill smirked, tilting his head.

"Don't lie, you enjoyed it, " He muttered and I looked away shyly, feeling my face heat up.

"Are you in there?" The voice behind the door continued. "Whoever's in there, if you don't respond, I'll fucking break the door down."

"He's gonna kill you, " I whispered.

"Call me for a next time, " He winked, hurriedly sliding on his costume as the knocks became more aggressive, running into the closet. The door cracked open and I looked over with widened eyes.

© bkaulitzz; dont steal :((

pt. 2 HERE

[doink]

How We Show the Forecast: A Behind-the-Scenes Look with Hannah Strong and Green Screen by DoInk

Welcome to our latest blog post, where we pull back the curtain on how meteorologists like Hannah Strong deliver accurate and engaging weather forecasts using the innovative Green Screen by DoInk. Weather forecasting has come a long way, and today, we'll explore how this technology makes the magic happen.

Meet Hannah Strong

Hannah Strong is a seasoned meteorologist known for her precise forecasts and dynamic presentation style. Her work keeps communities informed and prepared for whatever Mother Nature has in store. But what many don't see is the technology that helps her bring the weather forecast to life.

The Role of Green Screen Technology

Green Screen by DoInk is a powerful tool that transforms the way information is presented. This technology allows students to superimpose weather maps, graphics, and videos behind them as they explain the forecast. Let's dive into how it all works.

Step-by-Step Process

Setting Up the Green Screen: The first step in the process is setting up a large green backdrop in the studio. The vibrant green color is crucial because it’s distinct and easily removable by the software.

Capturing the Footage: Hannah stands in front of the green screen and delivers her weather report. Cameras capture her movements and speech, but because the background is green, it can be easily replaced with digital graphics.

Using DoInk: The captured footage is imported into the Green Screen by DoInk app. This user-friendly software allows the anyone to layer weather maps, satellite imagery, and other graphical elements behind the subject, creating the illusion that they are standing in front of these dynamic visuals.

Adding Interactive Elements: One of the standout features of Green Screen by DoInk is its ability to add interactive elements. Students can point to specific areas on the map, highlighting storm paths or temperature changes, making the forecast more engaging and easier to understand.

Editing and Finalizing: Once all elements are in place, the team edits the footage to ensure a seamless presentation. They adjust colors, refine graphics, and make sure that everything aligns perfectly with the subjects movements and gestures.

Benefits of Using Green Screen by DoInk

Enhanced Visuals: The green screen allows for the inclusion of high-quality, dynamic visuals that make the forecast more engaging.

Flexibility: Meteorologists can easily switch between different maps, data sets, and visual effects, providing viewers with comprehensive weather information.

Improved Communication: Interactive elements help convey complex weather patterns in a simple, understandable way.

Next time you watch a weather forecast, you'll know a bit more about the incredible technology and teamwork behind the scenes.

[cuprohastes]

Caffedruls

I see posts with a pic of a Cathedral, and it’s captioned something like ‘Nobody builds wonders any more’.

Fig 1:

I mean we could: All you need is to resurrect enough trained artisans such as stone workers, painters, carvers and so on, and then pay them for 200-300 years work.

Same with the Pyramids: They weren’t built with slaves they were built with paid labourers.

But industrialization was in large part about making a machine that could do the work of a journeyman woodworker and do it the same each time, so factory owners didn’t to pay Guild rates, so you could then hire that woodworker as a machine operator for a pittance.

So One answer is: We could, but nobody wants to pay for them.

The other anser is…

Holy fucking shit you useless provincial doink, have you not heard of shit like the Burj Khalifa, Christ the Redeemer, all the Washington Memorials, the giant statues, and let’s face it, every major theme park of the modern age?

Are your eyes too small to see the huge scale of the things around you, to marvel that small cities four times the size of the Titanic or larger are regularly tooling around the oceans?

Some of which take a shortcut from one ocean to another by a giant canal that spans an entire country from shore to shore.

Hong Kong ran short on land, so they filled the ocean in, and now you can walk to Islands that used to be 45 minutes by hydrofoil to reach.

We have fucking video from Mars.

Anyone in the UK can get on a train and within hours have travelled 80 miles under water to a country to get a decent fucking croissant.

That hundreds of tonnes of machinery regularly just hurl themselves into the sky and haul their asses so high that they don’t have to deal with the vibration of nearing the speed of sound… while a few hundred people eat hot food and watch their choice of TV and movies?

How grim is your life that you can’t imagine that there’s anything amazing in your world?

Do you live on water and stupidity? Do you eat pablum? A single Big Mac is a whirlwind of food compiled from sources beyond the horizon and presented to you within minutes of ordering, and you look at this, the most mundane of wonders, and think ‘Nothing at all is exciting about this’.

I’d curse you to eternity shut inside your own head staring at the blank and colourless walls, but it seems that would be wholly redundant.

[kaythefloppa]

Wild Kratts Live - Experience & Thoughts

Just came back from Wild Kratts Live 2.0: Activate Creature Power today. After over a decade of YouTube bootlegs and being on the outside looking in, I managed to finally score a ticket to the live show in Saint Louis. The 9 month-wait was both very long and very short at the same time, but it’s was worth it in the end.

I managed to record a lot, and I do mean a LOT of the footage, but not only are the recordings not in the best quality, but there are too many of them, of too varying length to compress them all into this one post. So much like with the Mufasa: The Lion King live-blog here’s just an assortment of thoughts of mine. Below the cut

During the brief period before the show started and during the interval, there were a lot of slideshows containing creature facts and merch. During that slideshow, there was a bunch of background tracks from the main series playing which was cathartic as hell. This was the closest I’d ever get to actually hearing a few HQ tracks without isolating them. Again, I couldn’t record them because there was no way I could get it in perfect quality, one of those, you HAD to be there things.

There were a lot of kids at the show wearing WK shirts and vest, it was so sweet. One kid was even holding a plushie of Zooboomafoo (yes THAT Zooboomafoo). I obviously thought of that Adam Sandler meme (you probably know which one given this scenario I’m enlisting) but it was above all else, genuinely heartwarming seeing so many kids and their families coming to see this show. Even if I’m not in the show’s target audience anymore, it’s not lost to me just how well this show connects with kids. It makes it even more disheartening given how PBS is being defunded in the new presidency, because that’s over a decade and a half’s worth of this show’s progressive education and interaction at stake (that being said, hearing the news of PBS suing the Trump administration on the SAME weekend that WK live came out was nothing short of cathartic).

On a side-note, I noticed some teens my age who were also at the show. And someone from the other post mentioned it but I managed to meet @doink-boink there as well in person. We just so happened to go to the show happening in the same theater on the same weekend at the same time, and after communicating on our socials, we easily took advantage of that opportunity to see each other. It was amazing. We were both in awe at what we saw and somewhat processing the reality thereof. Utter joy. I was still trying to process the whole thing during the car ride home, but… yeah it happened. And I love it.

The basic story is that Chris and Martin want to activate their Creature Powers, especially Cheetah Powers in front of the audience, but loose their discs in the tall grass. So they miniaturize down to find them. But they have to use their Creature Powers to save their discs from the Zachbots, who were sent by Zach to find and destroy the discs. Sounds like a typical episode, but they make the most out of this seemingly basic premise to make it off-the-wall fun. The best I can describe WK live is like a live action remake of a WK episode, and ironically so much better than Disney or Dreamworks’ live-action remakes lmao. The Kratt Brothers jump out of the animation in their typical “What If?!” fashion and they act the hell out of their roles, if that’s not a sign of how much advantage they take of the work they’re dealing with, I don’t know what is.

There were a lot of moments in the show where animation from the series proper was recycled, but I didn’t mind. It honestly felt like I was watching a clip show, really enticing. At the same time, there were a lot of animation pieces designed specifically for the live show, such as the bits with the crew, the cutaways featuring Zach, the scene with the mini Kratt brothers returning to the Miniaturizer and the activation sequences.

Oh yeah THE ACTIVATION SEQUENCES. They are FUCKING AWESOME. They’re very lengthy and detailed, the meta explanation is to give the actors time to get into their physical IRL suits. But still, it is awesome. Seeing it in person was ethereal. The shots of the arms, legs, chest, and head transforming into the suit, the full background score, and the shading is everything I’ve wanted to see in a theatrical-esque Wild Kratts production. I hope they do something like this for the actual feature film!

Lots of funny moments in the show that genuinely made me laugh out loud. Martin getting chased by a bee that wants to steal his lollipop, Chris catching him in his Mantis Suit, Martin hiding in his boot, it was just funny as shit. The running gag where Zach bumps into the camera especially got me. Also everyone in the audience (largely kids) were booing Zach EVERY time he appeared, it was so hilarious.

Even in all of the silly fun stuff, they still manage to be educational about animals and tie it into the plot, both with and without callbacks to the series proper. It was just, nice. This is definitely something that I would’ve absolutely adored at the age of 9 when the live show originally came out. I’m 19 and I STILL find it charming.

There’s a lot in the live show that outright inspires elements in episodes of the series proper. During the activation sequences, there’s a spinner that points to the animal of which the suit is activating upon. This is shown in both S6 and S7. When the brothers collect and show their Creature Power Discs, there’s an animated slideshow of the brothers in their suits next to the animals, in a similar manner to that in the Halloween special (minus the actual disc). And of course, there’s a Creature Power Suit malfunction that connects the Kratt Brothers together in a rattlesnake body, not unlike their Cat-Dog Power Suit in the S6 finale. It’s the good shit.

One thing that confused me is where [in-universe] the Kratt Brothers were. Because they activate Praying Mantis, Rattlesnake, Hermit Crab, and Cheetah Powers, by touching those animals. Cheetahs, Mantis, and even Hermit Crabs do live in Africa, but Rattlesnakes only live in the Americas. I read they’re an invasive species in South Africa, but that still doesn’t add up. Probably thinking too much about this, am I?

I was screaming like a banshee every time the audience cheered, no regrets.

I also sang the theme song when it was playing, ALSO no regrets!

And now for the part where some of you are probably waiting for. For those who don’t know, at the end of each live show, the Kratt Brothers make announcements about episodes of Wild Kratts that are currently in production around the time of said show; The number of episodes they are making, the animals featuring in those episodes, and the Creature Power Suits that’ll appear. This was what I was arguably excited for the most, mainly because, according to animator Ryan Hopkins, and a current.org article, the ongoing 7th season of Wild Kratts is a 20-episode season that’ll conclude in 2025 bring the overall series to 178 episodes.

Anyways, at the end of the live show, Chris and Martin announced that they are currently finishing up four new episodes, including the Season 7 finale that’ll premiere on PBS Kids. The final four episodes of the season will feature the fish-eating loon, the African leopard, the tree frog, and the armadillo, with Creature Power Suits based on those respective animals. I was aware of the leopard, armadillo, and loon episode from bootlegs of previous shows, but the tree frog one surprised me. I recognized those animals from Go Diego Go, so seeing them in Wild Kratts will be really sweet. I hope it’s red-eyed.

Also, someone in the Discord server mentioned this, but the primary cause for endangerment to tree frogs is habitat loss via poaching. This could be a good way to bring Rex back after his absence from the double-episodes. Include him as a villain out to destroy the tree frogs’ habitat, only to have the Kratts and Paisley stop him, then give him actual closure, either have him remain a solo villain, or redeem himself and join Paisley. Once again, Paisley’s betrayal opens up a lot of loose ends and story potential (the two main factors being the fate of Rex, and the eventual face-off between Zach, Donita & Gourmand vs. Paisley). I’m hoping that the arc is wrapped up before the finale, in order to give time for a new ‘status quo’ with S8. Crossing my fingers!!

Also, Martin Kratt gave information in a previous interview surrounding the armadillo episode, in which Chris and Martin compete against Zach Varmitech in a bowling competition, using their Creature Power Suits. Which is already a funny premise. I anticipate this episode a lot because there’s a lot of interesting things about armadillos, the biggest and most relevant is how they’re migrating to midwestern North America due to climate change. They’re not considered an invasive species and can perfectly co-exist with the flora and fauna of their new environments, but their main threat is cars and vehicles, as many have been found dead on the road. I don’t fully expect them to dive that deep into it, but it wouldn’t surprise me if they touched upon that subject manner a bit, maybe in the live-action segments.

I know the whole “Wild Kratts fan/viewer-to-avid-online-furry-pipeline” joke is one that’s been repeated verbatim and is one of the top 5 popular online talking points when it comes to this show, both from ongoing viewers and from people who haven’t interacted with the show in years (and tbf, I don’t mind that joke much cause c’mon) - but the Creature Power Suits that the IRL brothers wear would make FANTASTIC cosplays. The day that they sell the toy Creature Power Vest and Suits in adult size is the day the earth SHAKES.

Two weeks ago, the VIP tickets for the May 28-June 1 tour were on giveaway. I obviously entered my name but didn’t get the email so I didn’t win the raffle. Sucks, but it was still fun.

CONCLUSION:

This shit was cash.

[chasing-clovers]

what are you working onnn 😊🥰

ahahahaha. aha.

well thank you for asking anon!! <3

so the funny thing with this story is like. i'm incapable of sticking to the Plot. it was initially supposed to be a post nfc championship angst fest for jayden and malik. which it still IS… but also snippets from the entire playoff run. since malik was basically there the entire time and i just. he. they. GOSHHH

i considered being really evil about it and basing it on 'A Pearl" by Mitski. yk. jayden reeling. emotional unavailability. hurt/no comfort. buuut i didn't have the heart to do that LMAO. to give you an idea tho:

Sorry, I don't want your touch It's not that I don't want you Sorry, I can't take your touch It's just that I fell in love with a war

anywayyyyy i'm not even entirely sure that malik was in detroit lol but everything else is pretty canon compliant. so enjoy!

Jayden is buzzing. It’s not alcohol-induced, but it's reflective of his environment—electric and alive, a couple of his guys shoved into a corner booth at an eclectic little dive bar for old time’s sake. It’s the same steady vibration that’s been thrumming in his veins for the last few hours, since Jayden stood holding his breath on the sideline, watching as the ball doinked in for a 37-yard game winner. The very first playoff win of his career. The place glows neon, multicolored lights strung along the walls and glinting off their sparkly silver chains like auroras. Jayden is slouched into the striped cushions of his seat, one arm slung lazily around Malik’s shoulders. He and Brian, the more fortunate bunch who don’t have to worry about their liquor consumption at the moment, toss back shots like they’re liquid gold in a glass. “Just one,” Brian says. “No,” Jayden repeats, for what feels like the millionth time tonight, “I can’t be drinkin’ during the season.” “Good thing it’s the postseason,” Brian quips, leaning back smugly. Jayden laughs, the sound short and pointed. “Yeah, for some of us.” Brian and Malik share an offended look. “Tsk, fuck you,” Malik says, pushing Jayden away in jest. Jayden shoves back, earning another warning punch from Malik that says this is one game you won’t win. He lets it slide. Brian moves on from Jayden’s mild taunt quickly enough. He’s back on his shit almost immediately. “One shot, Jay.” Jayden squints, but a mischievous grin tugs at the corner of his lips. He can give in. Just a little. Just for tonight. He rolls his eyes. “Alright, you’re on."

...

Jayden feels wrecked. Bruised and bloodied and racked bone-deep with exhaustion after the highs of the game have dwindled away—after his mind and body have relinquished all hope of performing a miracle and given way to the pain. And when he stands in his presser, the words barely come, rasping in his throat like something he doesn’t recognize. But it’s no secret how they ended up here, why he now has to face the cameras knowing better than anyone that they’ve just blown it big. Turnovers, penalties, miscues. Lazy execution. The team had played like this wasn’t the most important game of the year, like this wasn’t the goddamn NFC Championship, like they didn’t have a chance to do something historic, like— Like they really were the underdogs. Like maybe they never really had a chance at all.

...

“You killed ‘em, Jay,” Malik says, shaking his padded shoulders like it’s the only way to make Jayden feel the gravity of it. He sways with the motion, stumbling back a step. “Stop,” Jayden groans, his smile big and bright, too proud to really pretend otherwise. Tonight was a fever dream. They’d walked into the lion’s den, literally, and now they were leaving victorious. A decisive 45-31 win on the road against the number one seed in the conference. Against the odds. “I know... this is pretty crazy, huh?” Malik doesn’t say anything, just pulls himself up, planting a kiss right on Jayden’s mouth. “Fucking wild,” he says, then kisses him again, this time on his cheek, right under the cut that’s beginning to heal over. “I can’t believe you.” Jayden raises an eyebrow. “You were doubtin’ us?” Malik slaps his chest, brushing the grass-stained burgundy of his jersey. He scoffs. “Nah, that’s not—you know that’s not what I mean.” “No?” Jayden laughs, low and amused. “What, then?” “Jayden,” Malik says, grabbing at Jayden’s still slightly sweat-slick forearms. His eyes are glittered with awe, his expression soft at the edges. “This is incredible.”

the hurt/comfort part has yet to be written, otherwise i'd include some. but who knows hmmm maybe it'll get done this weekend. i have tonight... and tmrw. not exactly thrilled about the sb matchup so maybe i'll lock in on this :)

[sensualautopsy]

DEAR Penthouse-Forum. I can't believe it happened to me.

There I am, with Betzy, you've seen a pig, right, not 3 minutes in of a 30 minute orgasm when I hear farmer What's-his-name walking this way. He fed me oats this morning, I know what that means. He fed me oats!

I know what that means again.

I look down and Betzy's not even a pig! She's a pile of hay wrapped in a blanket! What the shit, tricked again!

Farmer gets there, I know he likes to watch but I'm not into that, but he's too polite he won't kill me till I'm done finishing. And I look around, spotting a bucket of milk. Obviously, Milk = Jizz, I pull the milk underneath me, dipping my paw and taking my hoof, splashing the pile of hay (so long as he sees some white fluid), wheh. I can do this for hours.

And I do.

And halfway through the bucket of milk I realise he's too polite - If I pretend to have a heart attack he'll get worried and come help! So I clean the milk off my hoof and then ghah! And he comes in and bends down and that's when Shit Attack! And I shit all over him, especially his face and he's writhing around and I use that opportunity to go behind him and pick up a shovel that he dropped, and also I brought Betzy with me don't forget that.

I try to tornado attack but the shovel didn't do nothin' cus I'm a pig and then I'm like woooo- and I run over to the tractor that's parked over across the way and I toss Betzy by the pedals and I'm like; "when I say the word you Floor it!" and I climb up and I push buttons and I pull levers and it rumbles to life and I yell "FLOOR IT!"

Nothing happens.

And then I remember that Betzy's a pile of hay, duh.

So I jump down and toss Betzy out the window and watch as she lands in the thresher blades - NOOOOOO-

Oh but it's okay because she's made of hay so she reforms perfectly into the exact same bale of hay on the back-side of the tractor with the blanket wrapped around her, she's even better cus she's not all beat up by me fuckin' her, and then I floor it right towards the farmer but then I realise that the wall of my pen is made of stone so the tractor just goes right into the stone wall -and Doink- and nothing.

And at that point I realise that the farmer always keeps a loaded, cocked, ready to go Shotgun, hanging on the back wall of the cab of the tractor, and even though I don't have fingers I can probably get the thing down close enough to hit him and then trigger with something so I'm like I'll shoot him his stupid face!

So I get the gun out of the tractor, plant it and sorta aim it then try 'n pull the trigger and kill him with the shotgun.

....

Blank. Fuck.

He's so nice! He just had blanks in his shotgun! He wasn't gonna kill me at all, Maybe he wasn't gonna kill me!

I apologise. I say; "Hey. Bro. Maybe I misread the whole situation. Can you please forgive me. You did me right by that halebale, gotta be honest, couldn't tell the difference.

Why don't we just put all this behind us? Pal?" I put my jizz, shit covered hoof out there for him to shake. "Pal, Buddy?"

And he looks at me, through his shit-covered eyes, and he grimaces, and he says, "I'm gonna eat you myself"

And I look around frantically 'cus I realise he's not gonna forgive me, and there's an oil-lamp hanging up on the rafters of the barn and I'm like; "well I don't know if I'll make it out but maybe we'll Both die you son of a bitch!"

And I jump up and I smash the oil-lamp so that it burst into a huge thing of flame and the entire barn is engulfed in a configuration of flame 'cus it's all filled with hay and all kinds of flammable shit.

And the farmers laying there still trying to get his bearings back from the shit and I stare into his eyes as realises that he's gonna die and it's all my fault.

And as we're all burning and hanging in there he rises from the embers, like you know how when V from vendetta stood in the flames all like OOOOOOOH? like that's what he did, then and there and he's naked too, well I mean I'm naked too but I'm a pig but that's okay, and then I see, Behind him.

Betzy.

She's walking right into the flames right behind him, he doesn't see, he's too busy screaming, about to kill me, removes the blanket off of herself, wraps him And her in the blanket I'm like -Nooooooo!- My bacon sizzlin' But she's sacrificing herself to take this guy down once and for all because the blanket's gonna seal them both up - They wil both burn and I, I might live.

But he will die.

(I have a clarifying question.. Is Betzy at this point still just a pile of hay?)

(It's a bale of hay wrapped in a blanket. Oh yeah.)

Anyways. She wraps them both up in the blanket, turning them into a hotpocket, and I'm like oh. I will get the rest of my revenge on his family.

I go hop in the tractor and drive up towards the farmhouse, then as the tractor is floored right at the farmhouse I find another oil-lamp 'cus it's an old tractor, then I smash the oil-lamp all over the outside of the tractor and now it's a big rolling fireball and it crashes into the farmhouse to kill the rest of his familly.