#Round 1 Match 5

[macgyver2016-bracket]

Season 2, Episode 13: CO2 Sensor + Tree Branch

While participating in a challenge for government operatives to create robotic combat machines, Mac must help his biggest competitor when her vehicle is hacked and headed for the Pentagon.

Season 3, Episode 17: Seeds + Permafrost + Feather

MacGyver and the team are asked to solve a locked door mystery when a man working inside a remote, ultra-secure international seed vault disappears.

[our-favourite-orcs]

ROUND 1 - MATCH 5

Propaganda under the cut!

Propaganda for Dungeons & Dragons (Cartoon):

honestly have no propaganda for them specifically, theyre villain henchmen really, i just think the cartoon should get more recognition and its was the first piece of media i thought of when i saw someone reblog your tournament intro

Propaganda for Malacath from The Elder Scrolls:

The God King of the orcs, the Daedric Prince of vengeance, the ostracized, and the spurned. The Keeper of the Sworn Oath and the Bloody Curse. What else is there to say about Malacath? He used to be the Elven God Trinimac but he was eaten by the Daedric Prince Boethiah and was transformed into his current state, as were all his followers (fun fact, in this universe orcs are considered elves because of this). He is a very paternalistic figure to the orcs, and while they do worship him, he sees them all as his children more than devotees.

[pastel-player]

<3 alright fuckers. opinions on bees. life or death question here.

1: “I quite like bees! I can’t say they’re my favorite insect, but there’s a lot to love about them! The fuzziness for one, the sweet nectar they create, and of course, if you so choose… The memes.”

2: “Bees are absolutely fascinating! There’s so much to learn about them- they have entire complex societies! They have so much depth to their social systems and it all takes place in such a small space! I think they are positively wonderful!”

[whatsthebestanimeop]

What's the Best JJBA OP?

[ JJBA OP 1: JoJo ~Sono Chi no Sadame~ by Hiroaki "TOMMY" Tominaga || JJBA Diamond Wind OP 1: Fighting Gold by Coda ]

[undertale-ost-tournament]

ROUND 1: MATCH 5

Bonetrousle vs Final Power

Bonetrousle Propaganda

Final Power Propaganda

[most-enchanting-magical-girl]

[hiiragi7]

Not my usual content, but I made something I wanted to share...

Edit: Now with an ID from @a-captions-blog! Thank you for writing it!

[Art description: A Pokémon-themed comic featuring OP as a Pikachu. Long description follows.

1. The tips of Pikachu’s ears are shown with text that says, ‘I’m a Pikachu / My world is filled with lots of cool stuff. Sometimes it feels like anything is possible!’ Under this is a collage showing a Charizard, a Pidgeotto, a Nidoking, an Eevee, and an Ivysaur, all in the background as the Pikachu looks up in wonder. Text reads, ‘All sorts of types, all sorts of attacks, all sorts of Pokemon.’

2. Text says, ‘But...only two ways a Pikachu’s tail could look.’ Two boxes in the upper corners show the male and female Pikachu tails, respectively. The male has a rectangular end to his tale, and the female has a heart-shaped end to hers. Text continues, ‘So then, what am I?’ A large drawing of the narrator Pikachu is shown, with an arrow pointing to their tail, whose end is split somewhat like scissors and doesn’t match either the male or female drawing above.

3. Text says, ‘Too pointy to be [female], too much of a V-shape to be [male]. I thought there was something wrong with me.’ Under this are three cascading panels showing the Pikachu from below at an angle emphasizing their tail. The second panel shows mel further away, and in the final panel she have disappeared entirely. Text on the panels reads, ‘I felt / very, very, very / alone.’

4. Text says, ‘But then, something happened. I found others like me.’ The art shows the narrator reaching out to another Pikachu. Under this are three other Pikachu. One has a rounded tail, one has a tail that has been stitched up to be rectangular, and one has a tail with a slight spike at the tip.

5. Closeups are shown of each of the tails from the previous panel, with text that says, ‘Round tails, scarred tails, spiky tails.’ Under this is a drawing of the Pikachu all hugging with lightning coming from their cheeks. Text reads, ‘They told me nothing was wrong with me, and I wasn´t alone anymore.’

6. Text says, ‘There are many ways a Pikachu’s tail can look. I’ve heard there’s at least over 30 different variations.’ Under this are two panels. The first panel shows the narrator lying on their back on a background of male and female symbols. Text reads, ‘Some days are still hard.’ In the second panel, the Pikachu with the scarred tail is shown with text that says, ‘My friend tells me her tail used to look just like mine. It was taken from her.’

8. The narrator is shown sitting and looking upwards. Text reads, ‘Some trainers won’t accept Pikachu that aren’t [male] or [female]. They alter our tails without our consent. But things are getting better. We are making change. We’re fighting so that our tails will be left alone.’ Under this is a panel showing the four Pikachu running happily towards the right. Text reads, ‘We’re all on a spectrum. Every tail looks different; anything is possible.’

The final text reads, ‘This is a comic about intersex people.’ The watermark in the lower right says @ PostManic. \End descriptions

[ilovolderman]

The Match

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: While secretly dating You, Bucky gets roped into a dating app by Sam

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: humor, fluff, secret dating, light jealousy

A/N: this can be read as a standalone even though it's part of a series called "You Said What" (this is already part 5, so yes, im calling it a series.) It doesn't necessarily follow a specific order, but if you want to check out the other parts, here they are: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4. thanks for reading, i hope you like it :)

The kitchen was warm and quiet, filled with the soft morning light pouring in through the big windows. You were curled up on the counter in one of Bucky’s henleys — technically yours now, since you’d claimed it after “accidentally” falling asleep in it two months ago. He hadn’t asked for it back.

Bucky stood between your legs, his hands resting gently on your thighs as he stole tiny sips from your coffee cup every time you lowered it.

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” you mumbled, narrowing your eyes at him as he swiped it again.

He smirked, brushing a thumb over your knee. “Can’t help it. Yours always tastes better.”

You rolled your eyes but leaned forward anyway, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth. He caught you halfway and turned it into a real kiss — slow, unhurried, the kind that made time feel irrelevant.

You sighed against his lips. “If you keep kissing me like that, we’re never gonna eat.”

“We can skip breakfast,” he murmured, voice low, teasing.

“And deal with Sam’s ‘someone didn’t have their Wheaties’ speech again? No thanks.”

Bucky groaned and stepped back, reluctantly, while you hopped off the counter. You started prepping your coffee again, and he leaned close to watch.

“One scoop…” he counted aloud.

You snuck a glance at him and grinned. “Three.”

“Three?” he fake-gasped. “You planning to vibrate through walls?”

“Says the guy who had four yesterday.”

“Three and a half,” he corrected, deadpan.

You snorted. “Uh-huh. Keep lying to yourself, grandpa.”

He gave you a playful glare but said nothing, instead leaning over to steal one of your toast slices like a thief in the night.

And then — of course — the kitchen door swung open.

“Okay, what the hell is this domestic energy?” Sam’s voice boomed as he walked in. “Am I interrupting a rom-com or—?”

You and Bucky practically jumped apart like teenagers caught red-handed. You reached for the peanut butter like it was the most fascinating thing in the world.

“Morning,” you both said, far too casually, far too in sync.

Sam narrowed his eyes. “Weird. Anyway…”

He turned to Bucky, eyes narrowing as he opened the fridge. “You look grumpier than usual.”

“I always look like this.”

“That’s what worries me,” Sam said, pulling out the orange juice. “You need a little somethin’ in your life. A spark. Some romance.”

You snorted into your coffee. “Wow, subtle.”

Sam shot you a grin. “I’m serious, Bucky. You look miserable and I’m sick of it. Your need to get out there. Meet people. Real people. People who don’t, y’know, punch aliens for a living.”

“I’m not miserable,” Bucky muttered, taking a very aggressive bite of toast.

Sam ignored him. “You need someone to, like, hold your hand and remind you that the world isn’t complete garbage.”

“Y/N does that,” Bucky said before realizing. His eyes flicked to you. Yours widened slightly.

“Uh— I mean…” he coughed. “You could. You’re good at pep talks.”

Smooth. Real smooth.

But Sam was too busy with his phone to notice the weird energy. “Anyway, I’m gonna download Spark for you.”

“Oh no,” you whispered.

“Oh yes.” Sam grinned, typing furiously. “It’s like Tinder but for people who still believe in feelings.”

“Delete it,” Bucky said immediately.

“Too late. Already making your profile. Okay — full name?”

“Absolutely not.”

Sam looked up. “Fine, we’ll just put ‘Bucky B.’ You sound like a retired DJ. Age... one-oh-six... but we’ll round down to thirty-five. Close enough.”

You had to cover your mouth with your hand to stop from laughing. Bucky looked like he was actually malfunctioning.

“Give me your phone. I'm deleting it.”

“Nope.” Sam sidestepped him and kept typing. “Bio time. What do you want it to say? ‘Strong, silent, may or may not have trauma, will kill spiders for you’?”

“Sam.”

“Oh! And profile picture.” Sam’s grin went feral. “I’m gonna use the one from Clint’s barbecue.”

Bucky froze. “No. Not the one where—”

“Yup,” Sam said, turning the phone around dramatically. “The one where you’re smiling. A real smile. The people gotta see the goods, man.”

You wheezed. “That’s actually a really good picture.”

“It is,” Sam agreed, tapping to save the profile. “Now we wait. Trust me, you're gonna get matches faster than Tony blows money.”

Bucky looked physically pained.

And then… the phone buzzed.

“Oh snap — you already got a match! Girl named Olivia.” Sam said, scrolling like a man on a mission. “Look at this—she hikes, she volunteers at animal shelters. Honestly, Buck, she’s like a Hallmark movie in human form. You should totally message her.”

You blinked.

Something inside you twisted — that unwelcome, unmistakable burn of jealousy curling in your chest.

Bucky looked… surprised. And then cautious. “That was fast.”

“She’s cute,” Sam said, scrolling. “She said you have nice eyes. You should message her. Or better yet, go on a date. What’s the worst that could happen?”

You forced a laugh. “Yeah, Buck. You should totally go.”

Bucky turned toward you slowly. His smile had faded into something softer. Thoughtful. He tilted his head, studying your face like it was a puzzle he was halfway through solving.

“…Maybe,” he said carefully, like he was testing the word.

You smiled a little too tightly. “Good for you.”

Bucky narrowed his eyes, like he could see right through you.

You lasted approximately six hours before cracking. Not that you were counting.

You’d spent the day trying not to think about Olivia. Or her "kind eyes". Or the fact that Bucky had apparently matched with her in under a minute. Not that it mattered, obviously. You were cool. Chill. Entirely unaffected.

…Until Bucky found you in the hallway on your way back to your room, grabbed your hand, and wordlessly tugged you into his.

He shut the door behind you, arms crossed. He didn't look mad. Just… knowing.

You tried to play it cool. “If this is about the last cookie, I swear I thought it was mine.”

“It’s not about the cookie.”

You looked up at him, heart thudding. “Then what?”

Bucky’s eyes didn’t waver. “You told me to go. Like it didn’t bother you.”

You scoffed lightly, trying to brush it off. “I was just being cool. Y’know, chill. Unbothered.”

“You were seething, doll.”

You rolled your eyes, but your chest tightened. “Okay, maybe a little. So what?”

Bucky didn’t answer right away. He just watched you for a second, his silence pressing gently around your walls. Not demanding, not accusing — just waiting for you to be honest.

You exhaled and leaned back against the door. “I know I said it didn’t bother me, but the second Sam said you matched with someone, it was like—like my stomach dropped out.”

His brow furrowed, stepping closer.

You continued, voice softer. “I know you love me. I do. But the idea of someone else getting even a piece of you… I hated it. And that scared me. I didn’t want to be the clingy one or the insecure one or the girl who flips out over some dumb dating app.”

Bucky’s face softened completely. “Hey.”

He closed the gap and cupped your face in his hands, his thumb brushing your cheek.

“You are not insecure. You’re not clingy. You’re human. And you love me.” He kissed your forehead gently. “I want you to care.”

Your chest cracked wide open, and you let yourself lean into him.

“I don’t want to share you, Buck,” you whispered. “Not even a little.”

“You never have to,” he murmured. “You’ve got all of me. Always.”

“…So what about Olivia?” you asked, barely above a whisper.

He shrugged. “I unmatched her hours ago. Right after you said good for you like you were trying not to cry.”

You gaped. “You what?”

Bucky smirked. “The only person I want… is you.”

Your heart stuttered, full and aching and impossibly light all at once. “Bucky—”

“You’ve had me from the moment you stole my henley and never gave it back.” His voice was barely a whisper. “You don’t have to be chill. You don’t have to play it cool. You already have all of me.”

Your laugh was shaky, but your smile was real. “Even if I get all weird over fictional matches on dating apps?”

He grinned. “Especially then.”

You leaned into him, your fingers curling around the hem of his shirt. “So you’re not going on a date with Olivia?”

“Nope,” he said, nuzzling your nose with his. “Unless you change your name and start volunteering at animal shelters.”

You snorted. “I would for you.”

Bucky kissed you then — sweet, slow, soft. The kind of kiss that made you forget all the awkward moments of the morning. The kind that made you feel like you were the only two people in the world.

You laughed into the kiss, your fingers curling around his shirt. “You absolute...”

“—Boyfriend material?” Bucky finished, hopeful.

You smiled, lighter than you had all day. “Absolutely.”

Somewhere down the hall, Sam shouted, “I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DELETED SPARK—!”

You broke apart, laughing breathlessly. “We should probably tell him.”

Bucky sighed into your neck. “Or we fake our deaths and disappear into the Alps.”

“Tempting.”

next part

taglist: @svtbpbts @cupids-mf-arrow @whitewolfluvr @cece2608 @yehfitoormera @yesiamthatwierd

[sp0-t]

Imagine… boxers!141

They’re all from the same gym and box at different weight classes.

Price is the owner of the gym, used to compete and be fucking brilliant at it, but ended up retiring due to injury. He’s now one of the most sought after coaches, teaches and runs his own classes and clinics at his gym, even private lessons. He has even traveled to coach internationally for competitions.

Simon is the gyms #1 boxer, the star if you’ll say. He’s famous for his matches not lasting longer than the first or second round, his hits doing major damage. (Not many people will spar with him anymore, unless they’re new or stupid)

Gaz is known for his blocking and dodging, in his own words he “can’t mess up this face”. He’ll often come out of a 10 round boxing match with minimal damage, especially his face. He’ll be up and ready for a night out after a bath and a 3 hour nap.

Johnny is the chaotic one, he’s about 5-6 different boxing styles in one boxer. It’s pretty safe to say Johnny is the one that will come out of a match with probably the most damage, however he’s also the one that lands the most hits. He’ll 100% piss off Coach Price the most out of the other two.

[amtrak12]

Already regret not buying Corinne's little sister Gwynn :/ It feels so wrong! Like buying Nikki and not getting her twin sister Isabel! (which I also did back when they first came out #oops)

[macgyver2016-bracket]

Season 2, Episode 12: Mac + Jack

When Mac's nemesis rigs Mac's house with explosives and traps him and Jack inside, Mac uses a karaoke mic and an audio transformer to let the team know that the bomb is a distraction for a bigger one.

Season 2, Episode 21: Wind + Water

While MacGyver is in Puerto Rico helping his friend rebuild his hurricane-damaged home, he is taken hostage in the bank his friend manages when robbers attempt to steal $2 million.

[otterloreart]

Princess Celestia in Generation 1 My Little Pony toy style

I saw a video of someone customizing a toy pony into princess Celestia and it made me think about what Celestia would look like if fully designed in g1 style. The video was using a normal pony body in Firefly pose, which has the same chubby roundness as the rest of the ponies. Obviously it was really cute and a great custom but I wanted to make my own version!

This is the Celestia pony compared to the "Buttons" pose pony I made previously.

She's much taller, obviously, to match the show. She has tinsel in her hair to match the Princess Ponies from g1 but also 4 colors of hair.

Her body type is more similar to the g1 Pony Bride + a little bit of the Sweetheart Sisters.

To match the fact Celestia has bigger wings, this version has 5 feathers on the outside and 4 on the inside instead of 4 and 3.

And of course the unicorn horn is several segments taller.

She is also technically very pale pink.

[staff]

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[undertale-ost-tournament]

Bonetrousle Propaganda Post

Posters of the notes below the cut.

Anonymous @dalianosair, who I cannot seem to tag. @fionacle @indecisivepsyche @myimaginationplain @cornbeefcycles @alliellama

[most-enchanting-magical-girl]

[fox-guardian]

[ID: Drawings of Martin Blackwood from The Magnus Archives on gray backgrounds. He is a fat white man with freckles, dull red hair with white streaks, and a matching beard. His eyes are a pale gray.

The first image is two headshots of him making a disappointed expression. He is wearing round glasses and a white collared shirt. The first drawing shows him with his hair down in a mullet style, bangs falling over his eyes, and the second shows his hair slicked back with only a couple strands hanging down.

The second image is a full-body drawing of him in a three-piece suit. It is a very dull blue. He is also wearing matching shoes and a pale gray tie, and his glasses are drawn gold. He also has a gold chain hanging from his vest pocket. He is standing with one hand in his pocket, the other adjusting his jacket. His hair is slicked back, and he is looking over his shoulder with a neutral expression.

The last image is just Martin's eyes over the seasons. Seasons 1-3 (one drawing) are a rich brown, and his eyebrows are bright red. The expression is wide and friendly. Season 4's pair is a pale gray with pupils frosted over, and the eyebrows are the duller red. The expression is tired. Season 5's are the rich brown with bright red brows, but with a ring of gray around just the pupil of the eye. The expression is annoyed, eyes rolling. end ID]

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finally finished the lonely martos. enjoy his hairline