#I'll post the part 2 later

[mj-ackerman]

SxF Light Novel: Family Portrait Translation Mission 3: Franky's New Love!? (Part 1)

Read Mission 2: Yuri's Day Off Here. DO NOT REPOST

PART 2>>

“Goddammit, that Twilight…..he said that I’m an informant and my fighting skills are trash,....but he’s always making me involved all the time.”

On his way home from an orthopedic surgery at Berlint General Hospital, Franky mumbled his resentment towards (Twilight), also known as Loid Forger, one of his work partners. 

Franky, who runs a shop in Berlint, the capital of Ostania, has the hidden face of an informant. Franky provides necessary information to Loid, a spy dispatched from Westalis, in exchange for money, of course. His work includes forging documents and passing off entrance examinations to prestigious schools.

After all, this man, Loid Forger, a seemingly harmless gentleman who looks like he doesn’t kill insects, got a thick skin and he’s also rough with people, so he sometimes asked him to babysit the kid he adopted for the mission or even help him with espionage assignments.

This time, it caused him to hurt his back and was forced to go to the hospital.

He can’t tell how many times he has thought about putting a medical bill on Loid’s name, who is working as a doctor here at the psychiatry department, as a cover for his mission. But of course, he just thought about it because he’s afraid of the consequences that would follow if he actually did that…..

If only I had money, then I could refuse any job that wasn’t legitimate. I’m an informant, not a handyman!

But he doesn’t have that money.

No matter how much money Franky had, it wasn’t enough to develop new spy goods, which he was doing both as a hobby and for practical use. Hence, he has to take the job even if he thinks it is absurd.

There’s a saying that a handsome men has neither money nor power (Note: This is a japanese saying btw “色男金と力はなかりけり”) , but Loid, a handsome man, has both money and power, and him, a man far from being a handsome man, have neither money nor power. On top of that, even though it’s just a fake family for his mission, Loid has a beautiful and stylish wife, a sassy but cute daughter, and even a dog. 

If I had a face like his, I would be popular with women and have a smooth sailing life! It’s always all about the face! The face!

As he was thinking about such a thing in daze, he accidentally took a wrong turn and ended up in an unfamiliar place where he didn't really know where he was going to return.

It looks like a garden, but there was no human presence. There’s a hospital ward that’s built. It’s probably behind the hospital. The entrance to the hospital is directly opposite.

“Seriously?  I’m really unlucky, am I?”

Sighing, Franky turned to go back the way he came, scratching his head, when he heard a voice from the corner of the garden. 

He looks and sees several pure white roses blooming in the bushes. A voice comes from behind them. 

A singing voice? 

Invited by the beautiful singing voice, Franky’s feet lead him towards the bushes. Peeking into the thicket, he saw a girl in a pure white pajamas singing with her hands clasped in front of her chest. Around sixteen or seventeen?

She was a beautiful girl with golden hair that reached down to her waist. She was singing her heart out with her eyes closed. Perhaps because of this, she was unaware of the intruder’s presence. 

An inpatient huh. 

But that aside, she has a beautiful singing voice. 

It might sound cheesy, but her voice is truly that of an angel. The lyrics, which he had never heard before and which sounded like a strange dialogue, were well suited to the girl’s voice quality. Eventually, the song ended. 

The girl kept her eyes closed. A reverberating silence fell over the backyard, and Franky clapped reflexively.

At that, the girl’s skinny shoulder jumped.

“Who…who are you….?”

She mumbled in a frightened voice and protected her upper body with her thin arms. 

And, oh shit, he thinks. This is suspicious. 

“N-No, I’m not someone suspicious, I swear….”

Franky panicked and apologized. 

“Erm…..I was on my way home from an orthopedic surgery here. I thought I heard a beautiful song, and then I heard you singing, and your voice was so beautiful that I was so absorbed in listening to you that I didn’t say anything….Anyway, I’m so sorry for scaring you.”

He bowed his head sincerely and wholeheartedly. 

The girl seemed relieved, she released her posture, and apologized saying, 

“I’m sorry too, I’m sorry for being overly frightened.”

Then, after a bit of fidgeting and hesitation, she continued. 

“I was happy that you applauded and praised me.”

Seeing her bashful smile, Franky muttered, “No…” and scratched the back of his neck senselessly.

“I don’t know much about music, but I was really moved. It was good, really.”

“I’m really sorry for today.”

The girl turned bright red up to her ears at the further compliments.

“But why were you singing in this kind of place?”

Franky looks up at the inpatient ward.

“Oh, I see. If you sang in the hospital room, they might scold you after all huh.”

When he said that there would be people in the same room after all, the girl answers Franky’s question with sincere smile while still having her eyes closed,

“No, the hospital room I’m staying in is a private room, but when I get carried away, I can’t help but lose control of my volume, and I don’t want to bother the people in the rooms nearby. It would be better if the room is completely soundproof.”

“No wait, isn’t a completely soundproof hospital room scary?”

As Franky retorted, he was now convinced that the girl came from a wealthy family. 

I see, so you’re a little princess huh.

Berlint General Hospital is the oldest hospital in the capital. Many of the patients are VIPs, such as politicians, artists, and executives of major corporations, and the private rooms are ridiculously expensive. No wonder Franky thought she had a buoyant atmosphere. 

The clothes she is wearing are made of such high quality materials that you wouldn’t even think she’s wearing pajamas. She must be a daughter of a wealthy family who was raised like a princess. But in spite of that, she’s a good girl, not even a little conceited. Or perhaps all real young ladies are like this, unspoiled, graceful, and kind-hearted.

As he remembers the appearance of the fake young lady who attends the prestigious Eden College, Franky looked at the real young lady standing in front of him. Everything was so different. 

Well, either way, it’s a world I’ll never be part of anyways. 

As Franky bids his goodbye, and was about to walk away, the girl behind him boldly says,

“Ah….um!”

“Hm? What is it?”

When Franky turned, he saw the girl lift her eyelids. Underneath were startlingly clear eyes. Her eyes were as beautiful as jewels, but instead of looking at Franky, she was looking in the wrong direction. 

“If you have some time, I’d like to….um well, if it’s not too much of a problem…”

“?”

“Would you like to listen to one more song?”

The girl who pleaded with such a sincere voice was certainly speaking to Franky. However, their gazes do not meet each other. Suddenly, he noticed that a white cloth was placed under the girl’s feet, and he finally figured out what it was. 

Oh….this girl, her eyes…

Is that why she’s in the hospital? Or is she blind from the start and has another disease? Franky looked at the girl’s lovely face. The girl looked nervous, waiting for Franky’s answer. 

“Sure, I'd love to.”

As he answered, the girl’s face lit up and she replied,

“Thank you!”

The expression on her face, it was as if a bud had just blossomed, and Franky couldn’t help but shudder.

Wh-What’s your heart beating for Franky! That girl is just a kid! 

Scolding himself, Franky told her in a deliberately blunt manner, 

“I-It’s nothing, I don’t have anything to do at home today anyways.”

The girl didn’t seem to be offended by it, she happily replied with a “Yes”, then turned away and asks shyly, 

“Um…. May I ask your name?”

“My name? It’s Franky….”

“My name is Alessa. Alessa Balzer.”

When the girl Franky met in the backyard of the hospital said this, her smiling face was exactly like a flower. 

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“Somehow, you seem to be in a strangely good mood lately.”

“Eh? Really? It really looks like that?”

Receiving the new small recording device he had ordered at the table in a familiar cafe, Loid looked at Franky, who was sitting in front of him, with a creepy look on his face. 

It seems like a lie that until recently, he had been in a state of despondency due to the shock of a broken heart. Even now, he looks as if he’s about to start humming as he looks out the vertically long window of the cafe. 

“Well, the weather is nice today~”

“It’s cloudy.”

“It’s fine, not a problem. As long as it’s not raining, it’s fine. If it rains, then I can’t go out. It’ll be a big problem if I catch a cold too.”

Loid finally raised his eyebrows at the unusually cheerful informant.

Did he finally lose it after being dumped by too many women? Or is he on a natural high from working too much? This is not good. His information-gathering ability, babysitting ability, and a number of innovative and high-performance spy devices are essential for the mission. 

Thinking this, Loid deliberately asked in a casual voice, “Did something good happen?” Franky laughed, “Muhihihi” with a blank look on his face. Then, with a strangely smug look, he muttered, “If I had to say it, I’d say I found a single flower blooming in the desert.”

So it’s a girl again.

He’s sure of it. He must have a crush on some beautiful woman again, he just doesn’t learn his lesson. It made Loid wondered who Franky fell in love with this time. 

Well, if it’s a state of unrequited love, then it shouldn’t be a problem. 

The troublesome thing is after the rejection. He was dismayed to think that he will have to take care of this drunkard again, but he concluded, 

Well, I’ll just leave him alone for now. 

Drinking coffee with milk poured over it, which had now become a habit, Loid remembered what his “wife” had told him. 

“Oh right, Franky, would you like to come over today?”

“What? You’re gonna ask me to babysit again?”

“No, Yor said that she wanted to treat you to something for always taking care of Anya.”

“I appreciate that, but I’ve got some business to attend to from here on. Give my regards to Yor.”

Franky replied giddily, he then turned to Loid and asks, 

“Oh right, Twi- I mean, Loid, didn’t you have those classical records that you collected as part of your kid’s education when she was applying to Eden College?”

“Yeah.”

Loid muttered more to himself, as he didn’t hear it clearly after all. 

Every time he put the record on, it seemed to somehow induce a strong feeling of drowsiness, and Anya would fall sound asleep, so he gradually lost the desire to put it on. Now it sits in the corner of the room, gathering dust. 

At that, Franky leaned over the table. 

“Is there an opera among them?”

“I think there is….”

“Lend it to me next time!”

“What?”

Loid looks at Franky with a face begging for his pardon. He had never heard this man being interested in opera. In the first place, he wondered if he even liked music that much. 

Well, when he was interested with Monica last time, he went to the cigar club where she worked…. (Note: Monica from extra chapter 18.1; episode 16 of the anime)

He doesn’t even know how to smoke a cigar. 

If that’s the case, then the girl this time might be a staff of an opera house?

Or maybe it’s a music store or a classical cafe clerk? 

As he was thinking that Franky is a guy who doesn’t learn his lesson either way, Franky acknowledged this saying, 

“Thank you, Loid. Well then, I’ve got an important appointment! See you!”

With bouncy steps, he left the cafe. 

Loid watched his back in amazement for a while, then, he let out a big sigh. 

“.......I just hope he doesn’t ask me for troublesome stuff again.”

He mumbled as he played with the small recording device he had received from Franky. It’s a product of continuous refinement, but it was surprisingly light and perfect. 

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[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Lan Wangji Goes To Lotus Pier AU: Part 3: Enveloping Feelings.

(Part 1, Part 2, Part 4 (soon))

[quikyu]

Portia meets a local, Pt. 1

Pt. 2

[brother-emperors]

I got. thoughts. about valens and voices in imperial roman history. but I also got a lot of thoughts about uhhhhhh choosing your brother for co ruling the Fratricide Foundation Story Empire. many thoughts about themistius' oration too

Brotherly Love, Themistius (trans. Peter Heather & David Moncur)

⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app / insta

[tkachunk]

I present to you an incomplete primer on your 2023-24 Ottawa Senators. Come for your fav players that signed here, stay for the vibes. 

If you want to know what the hell I mean by MSRH, there's a primer on that here

Bonus PWHL annex:

[billybatsonbrainrot]

Very interested in 4. from the WIP game!

Goodbye Marvel: Based on issue#4 of the current Shazam run but with a few changes.

Billy is homeless but still part of the Justice League. His reason for being on the moon is still the same. The gods have been fighting for control over Captain Marvel and putting Billy in danger against his will. And then Zeus was about to give Billy's first kiss to a grown alien woman and Billy freaks out. He transforms back, which leads him to getting blasted into space.

The whole experience was surreal to Billy. He never really felt like he was actual danger whenever he was Captain Marvel. This was different than all the other times he's fought in a battle. He's transformed in the middle of a fight plenty of times but he's always able to turn back into Cap without worry and in the nick of time. But at least back then it was his choice on what fight to pick. He was brought here and put in this situation against his will all because the gods wanted people to worship them again and decided that using him as their puppet was the way to do it. He's never felt more betrayed.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't feel safe as Captain Marvel anymore because he can't transform now even to save his own life. He can't breathe. He was blasted into space without a helmet on and he's slowly losing air. Anything that came out of his mouth were just gasps for air as he slowly drifted away. He didn't even get the chance to tell anyone in the Justice League where he was, so he knew no one was coming to save him. It was only thanks to Zeus, who threw a lightning bolt his way because he felt a tad guilty for almost inadvertently killing their champion.

After Billy deals with mess, because of course he had to clean after the gods after nearly dying, he flies back to earth and transforms back into Billy before the gods even have the chance to do or say anything. He then runs into any abandoned building he could find for privacy, and he just breaks down.

He thinks of the events that just happened in space. How he almost died, but mostly of how alone he felt. He was going to die surrounded by nothingness instead of people by his side. And he probably won't even be the one everyone remembers, that would be Captain Marvel, the one people would search for if he ever went missing. Billy Batson would just be forgotten, known by no one. Those were his only thoughts when he nearly lost consciousness.

Billy continues to cry with no one to comfort him until he is eventually found by someone and the police come, and Billy lets himself be taken away. He's too tired to do anything. He doesn't care if he's going back into a foster home, he'll figure that out in the morning. He just wants an actual bed to sleep in and eat real food. After the day he had, it was the least he could do.

He'll just have to suck it up and be okay with whatever family they put him with until he has to run away again. Except, the Vasquez's aren't like any family he's ever been with. They give him the space he needs when they see his tear-stricken eyes, and they're understanding about it too, not asking too many questions.

Billy meets the siblings in the morning and already feels himself getting attached. They're bonded pretty well over breakfast, best food he's had in a while. Mary is nice, Freddy is funny, Pedro is shy, Eugene knows a lot about video games, and Darla is adorable. They're all understanding too, they don't make Billy feel like an outsider despite being a newcomer.

Billy doesn't run away, he stays.

Billy is confronted by something he never knew he wanted. He wants to be a regular kid, be part of a family, go to school, maybe even college. For the first time in his life, he's actually thinking about his future, not how he's going to survive the following week but years ahead. Maybe it was because the foster care system actually did something right and put him in a loving family. He didn't think it was possible for him to even think this way, to hold out hope for a future.

Billy's only problem now was Captain Marvel, the one thing that bought joy to his life now brings misery. There was a good chance that being Captain Marvel would bring chaos to not just him but his new family. And an even greater chance that he'll die in battle one day if the gods decided to act stupid again. He knows he has responsibilities, but he was too young to know what he was getting himself into.

Billy makes a rash decision; he's going to quit being Captain Marvel.

[treason-and-plot]

Anita is indeed in the laundry, mopping up a puddle of water. Joël’s mood drops another couple of notches.

“Hey babe,” he says, with forced joviality.

“Hi darling,“ says Anita, slightly breathless. “The washing machine’s leaking again. In case you hadn’t noticed.”

“I’ll have a look at it later,” he says. “The hose probably needs tightening.”

“What if it’s something more serious?” says Anita.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it,” he says.

“I think we’d be better off just getting a new machine,” says Anita. “This one’s so old. The spin cycle sounds like a helicopter taking off. ”

“We can’t afford a new washing machine,” says Joël.

“Of course we can,” says Anita. “You probably made enough in tips last night to buy a dozen washing machines!”

[eikotheblue]

Behold! This absolutely incredible drawing of me as a Pokemon gym leader, drawn by my wonderful and incredibly talented friend Fen @salt-and-bramble 💙💙💙

I love it so much as a work of art and as a drawing of me and I'm using it as my profile picture everywhere now.

Fen did a wonderful job of - capturing lots of details that match up with things I actually wear (the heart gems I put on my forehead, my favorite top with the boob window, the galaxy print on my favorite dresses, the color of the glowy wheels on my skates), while also adding so many delightful little things that spark so much delight in my soul (the heart-shaped pupils, a much fancier design on my gloves than I currently have, the poi-pokeballs, a lil bit of embellishment on the cleavage) and. the hair.

Gods, the hair. Y'all have to understand - I've legit never seen a picture or depiction of my hair I've loved anywhere close to how much I love this. I've gotten a lot of compliments on my hair over my life, and despite historically really hating it, lately I've been figuring out ways to get it in a state where I can appreciate it myself, which has been a slow and strange process. But when I first saw this drawing, I felt like I understood for the first time what people are seeing, when they look at my hair and tell me it's beautiful. (When I told Fen this, they said I have the curls of the ocean... ;-; this has stuck in my head, and I think of it when I look at my avatar or my hair.) And the action lines in the rest of the piece really enhance the wave vibes...

it's just so perfect ;-;

[imaginethathaikyuu]

don't lie to me part two - sneak peak + mood board

(featuring vague spoilers... that will only make sense after you read the chapter...)

akaashi keiji x fem!reader enemies to lovers :3

part two is: a flashback chapter. complete and total enemies to lovers WITH fake dating. con artists. so much sexual tension, new characters, angst, like actual real angst, like these characters are not safe, but its okay because theres a lot of making out and shy touching and tension, did i mention theres spoilers in the mood board

---or, a story where, after your boss assigns you to a most important con-job, the only thing you and akaashi have to worry about is convincing rich party goers that you’re madly in love - that shouldn’t be so hard, right?

lying to yourself comes easy when you put on an act for a living.

just don't be honest with him, and he'll keep lying to you.

don't lie to me part two coming as soon as i finish writing it!!!!!!!

[000marie198]

Happy Wholesome Wednesday!

........

Safest Shelter , Part 1

Night had already fallen in Mystic Ruins when Sonic and Tails finally returned home, a cool summer breeze whirling through the trees nearby before moving offshore towards the sea, the scent of damp forest clashing with that of the salty mist, continuously switching with the wind's direction.

It always felt like a miracle how one place had two completely different natural environments depending on which side of the workshop one looked.

The workshop that was now their own home.

Though they already had it for almost a year now, Sonic didn't think he would ever get used to returning to an actual home after a long day of battles and heroics. Never thought he'd even make an effort to find a permanent one when he used to get by just fine before. Funny how having someone to look after and take care of changed so many things, how having a little brother made life just that much more easier and worthwhile.

Said little brother was currently asleep, gently held by the older mobian as he clutched onto the one carrying him, his face buried in Sonic's shoulder as the young blue hedgehog carefully trudged through the grass, little yellow fireflies floating around the tall blades like twinkling blue stars in the dark sky above.

Tails mumbled in his sleep and snuggled closer as Sonic shifted him to open the door and step inside. He resisted an urge to squeeze back so not to wake him up, knowing the kid had tuckered himself out after a long day of adventuring. He was a resilient kit but he was still just five. He was still a child and he needed all the sleep he could get, especially with all the activity he had been up to when he was awake.

Sonic went with running his hand down the fox's back instead, his charge becoming more limp with drowsiness as he relaxed due to the gentle strokes, somehow feeling heavier than before even though it made zero sense for him to have become heavier all of a sudden.

Which was good, Sonic supposed, as it meant the fox wouldn't get disturbed awake too easily when he'd be carried up the stairs to his room. He pushed the door close with his foot before heading towards the steps leading to the upper floor, snagging Tails' blanket from the couch's back on the way there.

Shifting a sleeping Tails into a more secure hold, he cautiously climbed up the steps and made his way towards his little brother's bedroom, trying to slowly open the door so that its knob and hinges wouldn't squeak.

Mentally doing a little celebratory dance when he succeeded, he proceeded to slide off the shoes Tails was wearing and lowered Tails to the bed, shushing him and stroking his back when the kit tried to hold on tighter with a minute whimper as he subconscuiously sensed that he was being released from the protective hold.

Tucking the blanket around him when he finally managed to get the younger to release him, Sonic gently rubbed his head, running his fingers through the bangs and fur, letting out a soft smile as Tails' arms and face went lax. He held back a snicker as he heard the fox letting out soft snores, signalling that he had officially fallen into a much deeper slumber.

With one final pat on the head, the hedgehog made sure the blanket was secure and his little brother was tucked in properly before moving to leave the bedroom, closing the door shut behind him.

...........

@starrjoy

Part 2

[vulpinesaint]

mutuals will know that i have been losing my mind over this for weeks. i am proud to finally present my aromantic crowley fic :)

[n7punk]

She-ra (2018) Action Dolls: Design Details

In 2019, Mattel released a line of eight action dolls for the 2018 She-ra reboot. The line featured Adora, Glimmer, Bow, Catra, Shadow Weaver, and 3 versions of She-ra (there was also a Swift Wind model). There were more dolls planned that were canceled which I've covered in their own post.

For this post I've gathered official images and information about the dolls' design courtesy of the Instagrams of two of the designers: Darren Sander (known for work on Monster High, he designed this line's packaging and did work on She-ra and Swift Wind) and Annalise Lao (who worked on the BFS & Catra). It takes a lot of people to make even one doll for mass production (the SDCC exclusives were two years in the making, before the show even debuted!), but these are the only designers I've found talk about their personal involvement. I found a few more names to credit further in, though.

For data such as price and further stock/promotional shots (as well as the source of most of the ones in this post), see the line's page in the Dollect database.

Builds:

[Regular She-ra; Glimmer, Adora, Bow, & Catra; Battle Armor She-ra & Swift Wind. I'll cover the SDCC exclusives later in the post. Photos via Twitter.]

For the main four dolls (center image), the bodies are pre-existing sculpts, with the girls coming from the 2019 DC Super Hero Girls line and Bow coming from Monster High (generation 2). She-ra had a unique body sculpt. All of them had unique heads and clothing/accessories.

Glimmer's body is supposed to be a "curvier" sculpt compared to the other girls. Annalise says the foreshortening on the promotional pictures makes her look skinnier, but I will say that what counts as curvy when it comes to dolls is usually ridiculous. They tried with the options they had, at least.

Swift Wind was designed by Darren Sander and his wing artwork was done by Kristen Kress. His wings are supposed to flap when you move him up and down, and he has a plastic clip on his back to keep She-ra in place.

She-ra(s):

[Regular She-ra; SDCC-exclusive She-ra; Battle of Bright Moon She-ra - officially named "Battle Armor She-ra & Swift Wind." All stock photos.]

Regular She-ra: Her outfit is made of plain fabric with plastic accessories for the boots, gauntlets, chest emblem/pauldrons, and tiara (basically, anything gold). Her peplum skirt is unhemmed (on all her outfits) and is made from a sparkly tulle. Her cape is a one-sided fabric, but both sides look pretty much the same. The cape has no hemming either and is sewed directly onto her shoulders. It matches the shorter (more practical) length in the show. The plastic chest piece has overlapping straps and pegs in the back to hook it on.

SDCC Exclusive: The plain fabric of her uniform has been swapped out for a thin, rubbery pleather and her skirt "upgraded" to an iridescent fabric (the fabric feels stiff and way cheaper than the tulle, but was probably chosen for displaying well. It's one-sided). Her cape was redone, now much longer and made from a double-sided foil, still unhemmed. Her boots also have extra paint on their backs (details on that all the way down in the boots section). Otherwise her outfit is the same.

Battle Armor: Her torso and legs are cast in white to give the illusion of clothes. A plastic chest piece clips over the front of her, leaving her back exposed underneath her hair. She has no gauntlets, her forearms instead cast in gold to give the illusion that she is wearing some. Her boots are their usual cast, but they're solid gold with no painting. She has a one-sided reflective skirt, but its curving cut means it's shortest right in front and it often lets her articulation joints peek out. The chest piece was sculpted by Kittaya Wongchinda.

SDCC Exclusive:

[Display packaging in the upper left; both dolls in middle; compact storage box in upper right; closeups on bottom. All stock photos.]

These two dolls were the first part of the line revealed. She-ra's unique sculpt in the regular line originates here. She-ra is capable of standing on her own while Shadow Weaver requires a stand. Shadow Weaver has the same body as core line Adora and Catra, but this is the only set that includes a stand since it's supposed to be more deluxe.

Shadow Weaver: Her outfit is two layers, made from a long red dress with a turtle neck and an unhemmed, tendril-cut bottom edge. Over the top of it she wears a monastic scapular made from red foil and black fabric. She does not have any shoes. She has a black shadow accessory to hold with glitter suspended through it.

Her mask does not come off, but is cast as a separate piece and then glued tightly to her head to create the appropriate silhouette and depth. Her head is likely smooth underneath and she has small elf ears. Her hair is Polypropylene.

Packaging: The display packaging on the upper left folds in half (with velcro on the insides to keep it together while unfolded) to fit into the storage box in the upper right. The tops of the displays feature the same backdrop as the storage box with Shadow Weaver and She-ra's names written in the First Ones script to label each of them. The storage box has the show logo on two sides with Shadow Weaver and She-ra art opposite each other on the other two sides.

Models & Designers: We know Darren & Garrett Sander (fraternal twins, the latter also being the creator of Monster High) worked on the SDCC dolls, in addition to more unnamed creators, but we have some modeler names!

[Shadow Weaver's model with her accessory; She-ra's plastic chest emblem model; She-ra's body model, via Instagram. There are three more photos showing She-ra's accessories and sword through the link but I've hit the image limit.]

The dolls and their accessories were sculpted by Arpine Keurjikian, Kittaya Wongchinda, Adam DeFelice, and Sean Olmos (this is gonna shock you but they all worked on Monster High).

Regular She-ra vs. SDCC:

[SDCC exclusive on the left, regular on the right]

For the con exclusive, the Sword of Protection's blade has glitter suspended throughout it while the others are clear blue, but the cast is otherwise the same. I already compared outfits in the She-ra section, but the con version also has unique hair. Her hair is longer (10 inches vs. around 6 regularly) with some reflective strands (likely tinsel) threaded through it to make it shine. More side-by-side comparison photos of regular vs. con She-ra can be found on Darren Sander's Instagram.

Main Line:

Annalise and Garrett were both fans of the show (unknown for anyone else since I don't have their personal comments) and worked back and forth with Dreamworks on rounds of revisions for the dolls. The dolls had all major joints articulated (just missing ankles, and no torso/chest articulation). They have 11 joints, many of which can be moved in multiple directions. Some individual details:

Catra:

[Catra's screening; the rest are stock photos]

Catra's faceup is pretty much the first design Annalise tried, painting it directly onto the prototype early in the process. Her tail is rotatable, giving her an extra point for posing. She has all her stripes (and pant rips, Catra was Annalise's favorite) from the show. Her belt includes a tiny (and fully painted!) Force Captain badge. She came with a staff accessory. Catra uses Saran for her hair.

Glimmer:

[Glimmer's boots; the rest are stock photos]

Glimmer's hair is also saran, but it has been heavily gelled to achieve its shape, which explains why it's often a mess (or at least deflated) in any dolls that have been played with. Glimmer's white glove is painted on to make the layering with her gauntlets work, but otherwise she has her accessories from the show and her jumpsuit is two layers. She has a unique star sparkle in her eye screening and uses the same skintone as the original DC Super Hero Girls Wonder Woman doll. She came with a "sparkle burst" accessory to hold.

Bow:

[Bow's chest; the rest are stock photos]

Bow has real textured hair up top with his short sides painted (the more expensive Monster High dolls also have their short sides painted on). His top is a white fabric shirt with a single plastic accessory layered over the top of it to represent his armor pieces. Funnily, the strap for his quiver is included despite him not having one. He came with a (single piece) bow-and-arrow accessory.

Adora:

[Posed photo; the rest are stock photos]

I don't have many details on Adora's build, but here's her closeups. The white long-sleeves that are supposed to be from her shirt actually start at the hem of her jacket sleeves and are sewn directly to them. She has a white shirt front sewn on under the jacket collar to give the illusion of proper layering, but it's all one piece. She came with the same Sword of Protection that the two core She-ra dolls had.

Bootprints:

This was the only line they had at the time (and could still be) to have unique bootprints. I don't have a photo of it at the moment, but Adora's boots have four sparkles (the same shape as the emoji ✨) printed on the tread. She-ra's boots were fairly generic, but Glimmer's have a moon print on the bottom and Bow's featured hearts. Dreamworks shared the show designs with them ahead of time, since these dolls started production long before Bow's heart-soles were shown off in season two, and it was a detail they were excited to include for the fans.

It's mentioned up above, but the same cast was used for all of She-ra's boots. The pair pictured here is her con boots. Her regular boots didn't have the blue paint on the very top edge but were otherwise painted (they're up in the sword comparison photo in the SDCC section). The Battle Armor version was gold with no painting at all.

Packaging:

[A lineup of stock photos with the core five box fronts]

And finally, because it's really well-designed IMO, here's the packaging design that was used for the core five dolls. Darren Sander designed the packaging layout and blister with the artwork coming via Dreamworks. The front has the outlines from the Sword of Protection's blade embossed into it. The sides each have a little sword embossed into them and the top has the She-ra logo. They're difficult to see (much less photograph) in transparent plastic, and of course these are head-on photos, but the details really make it.

[javierpenaispunk]

Is there something wrong with me?

because i have zero interest in watching TLOU 2 and have decided i probably won't watch it.

Since I've heard about what's supposed to happen in season 2 I've tried very, very hard to get excited about it but I can't.

And the main reason is that I'm definitely way too emotionally attached to Joel. I know this might sounds unhealthy, stupid or childish but I know that I won't be able to witness the tension between Joel and Ellie but most of all, it would be literally unbearable for me to watch "that scene".

Yes, of course I know this is just fiction, this is just a character but this character had such a huge impact on my life that I simply can't deal with the way things are ending for him. How violent this is gonna be. Just the thought of it hurts me more than it should.

I also have to deal with the guilt that comes with it because i feel like I'm been disrespectful towards Pedro and Bella and all the people working on the show because i know they're gonna do an amazing job and i really wish I could enjoy it but right now i don't think I'm capable of doing that.

I know I'm probably the only person feeling this way but please don't send me hate for writing this down and sharing what's been in my mind for months. I really hesitated before doing it but I just needed a place to get this off my chest.

[seragak]

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here are some ghost/soap fics that i’ve read recently that i absolutely loved (thanks to all the writers for writing & sharing their wonderful works) 🧼🖤💀 Poison Apple by surveycorpsjean  ☆ Just one bite; to taste, and let go.Or, the on-field flirting is getting a little ridiculous. Familiar as a Bottle and a Glass by queeniegalore  ☆ He’d had Ghost’s voice pouring into his ear for hours, somehow rough and smooth and smoky all at once, like the kind of Scotch he couldn’t really afford. And that voice, combined with the fatigue, the bone deep weariness, was starting to have the same effect as good Scotch on his resolve, on his fucking impulse control Soapghost Drabbles Collection by slytherco  ☆ A collection of Soapghost shorts. i'm afraid i'll go to heaven by malfoymoment  ☆ “So blackmail,” Ghost supplied. Price gave a jerky nod in affirmation. “Okay. What in the fresh hell does it have to do with me?” 141 Cafe (Comic) by BluishFishFood  ☆ Coffeeshop AU comic for the cod men. Demolition Lovers by eddie_dxaz  ☆ Soap is framed for a crime that he didn’t commit. Now a fugitive and officially an enemy of the military, he’s on the run desperately trying to survive. What happens when his best friend and former partner Simon “Ghost” Riley is sent to kill him but fails? Dripping Diamonds (Between My Thighs) by EmpressCirque for AppleCiderp  ☆  Soap sends Ghost a nude thanks to drunken courage. It goes better than he could have expected.

Emergency Contact by soapsbeloved  ☆

John MacTavish, known to most of his friends simply as “Soap”, is about as unlucky in love as you could get, never finding someone that would give him enough of a chance for a second date, resorting to sleeping around when he gets stood up. Simon Riley (aka Ghost), his best friend, seems to be the only person in the world willing to give Soap a chance, but the dumbass (Soap, that is) can’t see past the fact that Ghost isn’t very good at talking about things, and is completely and utterly oblivious to how Ghost feels about him.

Except You, You Can Stay by Iravaid  ☆

Five times Simon Riley let himself be vulnerable and was met with punishment for it, one way or another. Then, one time he finally wasn't.

gasoline in your heart by whisperwarm  ☆

soap and ghost start hooking up; soap and könig have apparently been hooking up; ghost doesn't know how to deal with it (eventual polycule)

Something In The Orange by insomniamemoirs  ☆

Soap wakes up next to Ghost in the mornings, just to get called by a name that isn’t his. Ghost wakes next to Soap and sees another Sergeant that he’s going to fail.

i'll write "i love you" with my fingers on your sleeping hand by books_bracken_and_booze  ☆

Many people often took one look at Soap and dismissed him as stupid. Why, he didn't know. He could hazard a guess that it was associated with the near-constant smile on his face and the jokes he cracked. You didn't become the resident demolitions expert by being dumb, however. And if there was one thing that Soap was good at, it was reading people.

Something About You by Crypticchaotic  ☆

@sgtslut posted an image!

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Ghost is a simp. Soap is an attention whore.

Pattern Breaker by mothbeast  ☆

A canon-compliant rework and extension of MW2: Reboot.

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[icantalk710]

It's been one of those strap-in-with-☕ mornings, send [h]elp 🥱💻🥱

[daddyplasmius]

hand on my stupid heart flashbacks

this is a No One Knows AU & Full Hazmat AU where Danny ended up in the Ghost Zone & didn't go back into the human world initially because he thought he was dead. by the time he realized he is, in fact, at least half alive, he'd already been missing for at least 2 weeks. will probs never finish homsh sorry. i wrote this a couple years ago in a haze & just haven't been able to finish it because i can't replicate the style, which i find is what i love about this fic the most. it wouldn't be the same without it. posting the flashback introsーwhich are meant to be read between chapters/the actual plot, starting after chapter 1ーcuz fuck it. excuse typos & shit, i never properly edited it, as i forgot it existed immediately after i wrote it original description of homsh: Danny Fenton has officially been missing for over a year. Maddie & Jack Fenton refuse to give up on their son. Sick and tired of the police running them in circles, and the case getting colder by the day, the Fentons turn to their last resortーPhantom. 800~ words (full unfinished fic is 20k~)

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When Danny woke up surrounded by thick, green fog, and couldn’t breathe without swallowing heavy air that was more like water than anything, he was sure he was dead. The portal glowed behind him, illuminating the pitch darkness around him in soft, yellow, warm light.

He almost went back.

Almost.

He was dead. His parents were ghost hunters. They had drilled into his head from the moment he was born that he could never, ever panic in death. That he would accept it. That he would not be scared. So he would be prepared to be brave in the face of death and would not become a ghost.

He panicked. He did not accept it. He was terrified. And so he woke up in the Ghost Zone.

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Danny went back through the portal when he saw some ectopuses acting… strange. Like they had an idea in their heads. Like they had a plan.

Which was weird, with animal ghosts. He had only been in the Ghost Zoneーmom and dad called it that, he rememberedーfor a couple weeks. Or, he had already been there for two weeks. Or maybe time worked differently and he was there five minutes, or four years orー

The ectopuses went through the portal and, despite everything, Danny went after them.

While he was busy reeling at being home, the ectopuses immediately attacked dad. Danny was horrified. Jack was overwhelmed. Danny stepped in, in a moment fueled by sheer adrenaline and stupidity, snatching a Fenton Thermos™ off a shelf and releasing his shaky invisibility. The ectopuses didn’t stand a chance. And when they were safely in the Thermos, he slowly turned around to dad, ready for the confrontation. Ready for the “what happened to you?” and the “where have you been?” and the “we’ve missed you”.

Dad scrambled to shoot at him.

Danny fled.

His parents didn’t recognize him.

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The Lunch Lady attacked when Danny was mourning Halloween.

He’d waited all year. He made a costume that summer. He wouldn’t get to go trick or treating with Sam and Tucker this year. Or any year. For the rest of his lifeーor existence. Whatever.

The Lunch Lady appeared in the school and demanded in straight fury, “Who changed the menu?”

Everyone pointed at Sam.

Danny hadn’t known just how powerful ghosts could be. His parents never told him the specifics. Just that they were dangerous.

This ghost grew and her aura hit him like a hurricane, almost physically pushing him back. It was so strong that the students in the Casper High cafeteria seemed to feel it too.

The Lunch Lady was a much harder opponent than the ectopuses. She levitated meat. She used it as a weapon, and seemed to bring it back to life. She created weird meat creatures that grew sharp teeth and claws out of bones. They were mindless, attacking everything that got too close to the ghost. Danny would have run away without hesitation, if Sam hadn’t been in the crossfire.

Danny fought the Lunch Lady. It was a long struggle, but he caught her in the thermos after over an hour. When he turned to Sam and Tuckerーboth of whom he had to save due to Tucker trying to jump into the fightーall three of them bloody and bruised, he cringed. But a part of him hoped. Desperately.

Surely they would know him on sight.

“Wh-what are you?” Sam gasped at him finally.

Danny flinched as if she had struck him. “J-just… your friendly neighbourhood phantom.”

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Danny didn’t know what possessed him. Oh. Pun not intended.

He just barely caught the Fentons leaving in the GAV, dragging suitcases behind them. He couldn’t help himself. What on Earth were they doing?

They were going to Vlad Master’s mansion for their college reunion.

It was a whole thing. But something was off. Besides all the adults reminiscing about the 80’s.

Danny sensed ghosts immediately but he couldn’t see anything. Unfortunately for him, Vlad could also sense him. It was two days of Danny staying invisible, and Vladーthe halfa? Is that what Danny is?ーtrying to kill Jack. Somehow, Danny managed to fight off Vlad, not turn back, and without the Fentons getting hurt. His secret intact.

VladーPlasmius, also learned about Phantom. And Vlad hated him. The manーghostーwhatever, seemed to only care about one thingーpossession. Of money. Of things. Of people. He was more ghost than Danny had ever seen. Vlad’s obsession was overwhelming.

Danny couldn’t believe someone so much like himself could be so disturbing.