#cloud posts about big robots

[popcorn-milk]

datacore headcanons cause im looking way too deep into titans

posting some headcannons here cause why not! this is all from my notes app so sorry it reads like im deranged (i am) (its way crazier in the og notes version but i cut it down and added grammar so its actually readable)

rambling is under the break

Ok, so VANGUARD (I originally thought all, my bad its 12am. It's not all it's only special titans) titans have ONE data core, BUT if you’re cool and epic enough to be a high ranking pilot you’ll get a limited amount of backup cores in case your titan’s core is lost.

I also think that data cores are SUPER sturdy, so even if your titan goes KABLOOEYHHGKJHFGHFJHGJFG in battle you can just go to the wreckage, grab the data core and wait for your titan to drop so you can put it back in or a ground team with take it from the wreckage and put it in for you before titanfall

Going back to backups, the “backup” cores are constantly updating and receiving data from the data core currently installed, so if the titan loses their data core they won’t be set back x amount of time memory-wise when their new one is installed

That being said, backup cores take a LOT of energy and resources to keep functional, so there are very few pilots who get them and a very limited amount per pilot can be active at a time (like only up to 2-3 if you’re very lucky and the militia thinks you’re worth it, but most pilots are good at and try to keep both themselves and their titans alive anyway)

Datacore data can be transferred to an inactive but functional core IF the receiving core matches the model of the previous titan AND its in good enough shape, which there aren’t a lot of good data core just laying around without use (i imagine wants the militia to have as many cool powerful titans up as reasonably possible)

(thank you reddit for correcting me on a lot of stuff) (kendrick voice) what up reddit)

yeah if it wasnt clear most of this is canon-based headcanons so dont take this too serious i just want to have fun

[yuyu1024]

Prisoner

Pairings: Yoongi × y/n

Genre/tags: Arranged marriage

Warning: 🔞🔞 smut, mention of food/eating, cursing, sensual touching, unprotected sex, making out, needy/clingy, Pet name, lies, kinks, Smoking [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 3.0k

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

Note: repost. Likes and reblogs are much appreciated 🫶🏻

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The sound of the wedding bells and the people cheering for your union are still ringing in your ears. You could also still envision your friends and families' warmest smiles and tearful hugs as they congratulate you. Everyone is so happy. They kept on saying that your wedding is the most magical and happiest they've ever seen.

Yes. Your wedding is the grand. The whole castle like church is filled with the whitest flowers that gives an illusion of the place is floating in clouds. You could also see shiniest silvers and krystals all over the place. It felt unreal.

You requested for a simple wedding but you are given more than that and you love it.

The wedding is also filled with people you both love and cherish. So you feel comfortable and loved all through out the ceremony and the party afterwards.

Yes. The wedding is amazing.

Yes. The wedding is to die for.

Yes. The wedding is like a fantasy.

It's because it is... it is a fantasy and no where near reality.

It is only for show to make people believe that you and the man you married is real.

Little did everyone know, your marriage is just arranged. You were just handpicked by the groom because he had no other option. He didn't like the women his parents are suggesting. So he decided to himself to pick someone from the ground and carry to his world. A world filled with darkness and resentment. A very, very, very cold world.

"Miss..." a voice echoes waking you up from your daydream

You slowly open your eyes to see the barely lit room that you are still in. You get up from leaning onto the edge of the bathtub and see your personal maid near the door. Her head lowered not making eye contact with you. She's holding your towel and bathrobe.

"I'm sorry, Miss. But Master asked for dinner to be served soon...he's on his way home."

You look down at your hands peeking from the warm milky water and then pick up the rose petals floating on it. "He's early today..." you mumble quietly

"I heard that the meeting with his father, Mr. Min finished early..."

"I wonder why..." you got up from the bath. She immidiately rush towards you, handing you the towel and bathrobe to use.

"Mr. Min told Master to go home early... because of you Miss..."

"Ah... really..." there is no hint of excitement in your voice. "You can leave now and help them prepare... I'll get ready myself..." you tell the maid, who is still not having any eye contact with you.

You don't sound happy nor sad. Actually, you do sound like a robot with no feelings when you talk.

You were not like this before. Yes you are a quiet person, an introvert and reserved but never like this. You changed quite a lot after getting married. It's not by choice. You just have to adapt with your surroundings.

Living in a big ass mansion with more than fifty staffs and bodyguards but no one to talk to. You have no one to spend your time but yourself. Your world became, quiet.

Yes you do have a husband. You married him. But the man is never home most of the time. And when he is, he does not even make conversations with you unless it's related to his parents; asking you to do this and that. To be present here and there. Telling you what to say and not to talk about. Basically, he only talks to you when its about your deal. Yes, deal.

Funny isn't? You married bound by a contract but that's it. Just by contract. No love is involved.

You know this since the beginning. You signed the marriage certificate plus the contract. You are aware. But you never thought that this will be the kind of life you will have. Alone. But what choice do you have? He offered your parents a huge amount of money for your hands. A money that could let them live a good life even when they retire early. That's how big it is.

And you agreed to it, not because of the money, but because you thought; that maybe, just maybe this is the universe's doing. Him and you meeting under this circumstances but then in the end, getting to know each other and that Maybe...... maybe learn to love each other. But you're wrong. You and Yoongi have been married for more than a year now and its already had taken a toll on you emotionally and physically.

"Miss... Master is just a few minutes away..."

You pause brushing your hair, staring at yourself through the full body mirror. You are wearing the plain black, fitted halter dress that you received as a gift from him. You like this dress because it emphasizes your figure and shows off a little skin because of the slit. He gifted you this dress during your honeymoon. It's probably the cheapest clothing you have in your closet but for you this is the most valuable.

"Do you want me to fix your hair, Miss?"

You put down your hair brush. "No thank you."

Then you sit down and start to put on your shoes. But instead of heels, you put your white canvas shoes.

"Ahm, no heels today, Miss?" She sounds a bit concern

"No." You stand up to look at yourself one last time before going. "My feet hurts so I'll wear something comfy for now..."

"I understand." She hurriedly puts down the heels she had on hand and runs after me.

It is true that your feet is hurting. You've been wearing heels everyday when you go to work. 'Work' meaning is socializing with your husband's family friends and circle. You represent him for charities and parties he can't and won't attend. It's not everyday but these past few weeks, you've been busy. You were away too most of the days of the week. That's why you also barely saw your husband. He's been away for a week and when he came back you got busy too. And tonight, this is the first time you'll be eating dinner with him.

"Tell him to reschedule... I won't be available tomorrow. I have other plans."

You hear him talking to the phone when you enter the dinning room. He's so focused that he didn't even bat an eye when you sit down across him.

"What do you prefer, Miss?" The male servant asks. "We have tender lamb chops braised in wine. Served with pea puree and then wild sea bass with sautéed smoked bacon, red chicory, runner beans and red wine sauce."

"The latter, please..." You try to give a smile to show appreciation but then you halt as you hear your husband slam his phone on the table. It starlted you a bit.

And also, up to now he still hasn't dared to look at you. He just went on to eating his lamb after his phone call.

You want to watch him eat or even glance at him every now and then, just so you could update his image from your memory. You just want to see him, Even just a tiny bit silhouette of his face behind the boquet of flowers between the two of you.

'Fuck.' You curse in your mind.

You always ask yourself why do you even bother wanting to see him or make conversation with him when you know you don't mean anything to him. For him, you are just one of his staff. The only difference is that he talks to about life when he wants to because its part of your business with him. And to add to that, you're only his 'woman' when he needs to release stress. Meaning you two have sex when he needs it. There is no date or time. When he calls you or he comes to your room unannounced, that's it. Saying no is not an option.

But come to think of it, the last time you two had sex was quite a long time ago. It's been months.

'Does this mean... even in sex... he's not satisfied with me? Did he looked for a different woman to do it with?' You talk to yourself

"Leave us." He orders to the servants.

You didn't dare to glance up. You just kept yourself occupied by poking the fish on your plate.

"Your hair got longer..." he says making you pause

Your eyes goes up and see him looking straight at you."Ah... yes..." You answer before looking back down.

"Why ask for the fish if you're not going to eat it?"

You raise your head up again, "hmm?"

He tosses his one up like it's water. "Someone reported to me that you've been eating less lately."

"My appetite is fine... I'm just...off a bit..."

You put down your fork and try to think before you speak again. You can tell him you're tired because how can you be? You have all the assistant you need and more. Plus you are living a lavish life. You could ask for a massage, a facial or swim in the pool whenever you want. You have everything. Except him.

That. You can't mention. You can't dare ask for his attention. He'll get mad. You know he will. He said it in the very beginning of this relationship. That 'You are just his wife in papers. And never expect something more from him.'

"I'll be fine..."

You look straight back at him. You can finally see him clearly. He slightly moved to the side, giving you an amazing view of his face. He's still look as beautiful as you remember. His long hair, sharp eyes, pinkish lips and the scar.

"How's the auction?" He pulls out a cigarette from the pack he have on the table and lights it off. "You bought a vintage jewelry?"

"I did."

"How much is it?" He puffs smoke. His eyes are still fixated to you.

"It's a bit expensive... I'm sorry." You look down at your knotted fingers. "I got it for 1.5M."

"Reasonable."

"I tried to intimidate the other wives... but it didn't work..."

"You need to work on that."

"I will."

"But don't worry about the money... it's going to a good cause..." He stands up and puts off his cigarette on his used plate. "My mother liked the the jewelry set. She said, thank you."

Relief fills your heart and made you relax a bit. You are thankful that his mother liked the one you picked.

It's the only one you bought in the auction. The event is for charity and Yoongi gave you the go signal to throw money like dimes. He said you can buy anything you want.

You liked a lot of things there. Everything is grand, beautiful, meaningful and unique. But none of them bring joy to you. You don't need them so your heart can't afford to splurge.

"I'll go and get ready for bed..." he says as he stand by the window, looking outside.

"Ah... okay..." you look down at your plate and pick up your fork, to continue eating.

"When you finish..." he starts to walk towards the door, "Come to my room."

"Hmm?" You blink, confused. "Your... room?"

He stops just as he got outside the door and adds before totally closing the door "Ask the maid to braid your hair..."

'Braid your hair'. That means he wants to have sex.

"Sure..." you answer in a whisper though he's already not in the room.

***

You are finally walking in the hallway, on the way to his room. Barefoot and naked. Almost naked.

It has been a routine of you to braid your long hair and then just wear a silk robe over to cover your body. He likes it this way. He have particular things he likes and you follow them.

It's almost 9pm. All the staffs are now in their houses. Yoongi asked them to leave earlier so no one could hear and disturb us.

You took a deep breathe before you get ready to knock on his door. But then to your surprise the double door swings open and you see him, in his black jogger pants and a sheer robe over his naked body. "What took you so long?" His brows are furrowed.

"Sorry..." you lower your gaze from his beautiful face to his toned body.

"Get in." He orders, turning his back on you.

You slowly enter the forbiden room. It's like how you imagine it to be; spacious, dark and earth tone colors everywhere. But the things you've never imagined seeing in there are towers of books and comics on the floor. Then there is a gaming area too.

"Do you play?" He asks as he sits down at the corner of his massive bed.

You shake your head, "No... I'm sorry."

He's smoking again. "Come here." He orders as he puff the smoke in betwern his lips. You move closer to him, cautiously. "Why do you look nervous? It's not like it's our first time."

You are now standing in between his legs. "Sorry..."

He rolls his eyes slightly as he puts his cigarette onto the ashtray. "Why do you keep on apologizing?"

"I..." you pause and wait for him to look back at you. "I don't know."

He snorts, "whatever."

He takes off his robe and throws it somewhere behind you. You were about to do the same as his but he stops your hand from untying your robe.

"Are you on birth control?"

You shake your head. "No... we... I mean... you use condom..."

He didn't say anything after that. He just continued; picks up your braided hair thats lying on your chest and pushes it away. Your breathing picks up as you could feel and see him gazing at you. You even felt your body jerk a little when his finger tip brushed over your hard nipple. The sensation is on max. You needed him to touch you. You missed him touching you.

Yes, this relationship may not be real for him but to you, it's something. Plus, we all have our needs. And when it comes to sex, he delivers. More than you can imagine. And you like playing along with his needs.

He pulls the string keeping your robe on you and just watch it fall off your skin like feather.

You feel your cheeks heat up. You are exposed. He can see that you are already turned on. Your breast giving it all away.

"Come closer..." he orders and you follow.

His hands slides over your hips then goes up to your torso, for him to hold on to you. Hug you. He begins to suck one of your boobs like a baby. His eyes are fully close and his grasping onto your skin like he had been so hungry for so long. He's really enjoying it.

You as well.

"Ahh..." you exhale as you throw your head back. His tongue doing all the works and tickling your insides by just playing at your tip.

After a few more seconds, he stops and looks up at you. And you looking down at him.

"You're so beautiful..." you whisper to him as you run your fingertips over the scar on his face.

You lower your head to meet his lips. He welcomed your kiss like it was meant to be there five minute ago overdue. He is into it more than usual.

He finally gets naked like you. His length is hard and up. It's already leaking and looked very inviting for you to sit on. But you're too shy to make the first move.

You did try to sit on his lap though, legs spread out and core is so wet and ready; just a few inches away for his throbbing length. Then his hand goes in between and starts to rub you in the most sensual way possible.

"Holy shit!" You gasps breaking off from the kiss for a second just to take it all in.

A smug on his face can be seen catching you off guard. He had never reacted to you reacting to his touches like this before.

Your hips begin to rock just to feel his fingers on you.

"Y/n..." You look at him after hearing him say your name. "No condom today."

"O-okay..."

"Make me feel good." He says softly but sturn, pulling you close to his length.

The tip touching your opening already made you roll your eyes. He's so warm and big.

"F-fuck!" You cry as he eases himself into you. "Holy shit! Ugh!"

You start to move slowly, feeling it all in you, finding the pace and ryth. you think you could do all night but at the same time make him satisfied.

"You got tighter." He grunts as you go up and down on him while holding on to his shoulder for balance support.

"Holy fuck!" Your eyes starts to get filled with tears. You found your spot and his length is hitting it perfectly. "Fuck!"

You watch him close his eyes and his face showing how good you're making him feel. His broes is furrowed and his mouth open and hissing tiny breathes with you.

You can't believe it. Someone like you who was inexperience with sex, is now married and making your man look so damn sexy moaning.

"I'm gonna come." He hugs you tigh and begins to kiss you again. "I want to come in you." He opens his eyes and meets yours.

"Fucking come in me." You say

He then carries you as he stands up, changing your positions. Now you're the one on the bed and he's on top of you.

"I will rip you apart." He snarls.

Every fucking thrust is mean and yet satisfying. You feel like your insides shuffled from every hit. But it's not pain. It's heaven.

"Fuck!" He hisses as he climaxes with you.

The warmth inside you feels like a warm blanket during winter. It's felt relaxing.

He is breathing heavily, your hands are intertwined and his still on top and inside of you.

"Yoongi..." you say breathlessly as you admire him over you.

He moves in for a kiss. A soft gentle kiss. "Stay with me tonight..."

*****

Part 2

[kotoryba]

#I have an idea but no time: what if "cultivation" in MDZS world really means... "farming"?

Based on this post: @dramatic-dolphin , I think you view things in the right direction! 😁❤️

Modern AU, where five powerful agricultural corporations practically rule the life of the country, dividing the workforce and resources for the best food production:

Cloud Recesses Inc. in Gusu — organic vegetables, strictly no pesticides, no chemical fertilisers; only straw mulching, complementary crops, attracting of natural predators for pests (ladybugs and other entomophagous predators), natural irrigation etc. Centuries-long history of family business, no outside high-level management at all. Organised the famous agricultural academy, where share the knowledge about organic farming.

Lotus Cove Company in Yunmeng — fisheries, lotus growing, for seeds, roots and making the dyes (famous "Yunmeng Lotus Purple), river pearls and others; the company unites many small local farms and proposes them the processing and manufacturing of finished products and logistics. Regular searches of new initiative talents for company from local residents, but they keep the controlling stake in the main family.

Jin Golden Carp Corp. in Lanling - floristic and orchard business, have huge greenhouses with exotic fruits; M&A the lands from small landlords and enterprises by cheap prices and in general lead the tons of leasing and funding financial operations. Not clean reputation, but the huge PR&GR and legal departments helps with this a lot.

Butcher's Saber Ent. in Qinghe — meat and dairy production mostly. They propose the best salaries on local workforce market and due to that acquire a strong loyalty among the residents — but have severe corporation policies about the industrial espionage and thefts . And also BS Ent. has the strictest (except Cloud Recesses Inc.) safety standards for all product cycle.

Wen LLC in Qishan — broiler poultry farming, second big competitor of meat production after BS Ent. in region; breeding of new sorts and seed selling business (here we have uncontrollable usage of GMO, chemicals and pharmaceutical products, but all experiments keeps in secret from public). Due to the excessive usage of pesticides and fertilisation, they faced with pollution and soil depletion, therefore actively expanding their cultivation areas by raider attacks and property fraud. Payed the good salaries but have a catastrophic penalty system for keeping the mouths shut, but you must be Wen for obtaining even the middle management position.

Maybe the story begins, where the prominent student WWX (who thinks about agricultural technologies in non-traditional way, for example — builds robots and automatisation programs for harvesters machines, searches the solutions in nano-biology and something similar) entered the Gusu Lan academy as a part of sharing experience delegation from Lotus Cove.

Or from the moment, when Wens decided to attack their competitors, using the false accusations about owners, cyberattacks, sabotage and brute force?

Or when the little WWX's innovative company in the most infertile lands of Burial Mounds became way too bottleneck due to progressive researches of someone's brilliant mind, that the other big corporations collectively decided to wip the unwanted competitor from the market at all?

Maybe in the classic way, when WWX, who was in a coma for thirteen years after a huge fire in his laboratory, received the organ transplant and new face from unknown beneficiary — and waked up? With clear suspicions who was really behind this incident that also killed his shijie and her husband? Now he's unrecognisable for his friends and enemies and can investigate the case freely. Maybe, the little help from LWJ, the second heir of Cloud Recesses Inc., could be useful? They were just-step-before-good-friends in his previous life...

Do you know, guys, that there are real wars in agricultural business nowadays? Maybe, they are even more dangerous, than in imaginary magical world of jianhu...

[chillerss]

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ONE — Home

Word Count: 3.6k

Warnings: Mentions of loss, grief.

Credits: All drawings within the text were made for this fic by my good friend, Renny! You can find her on instagram as @/alopex.art

A/N: The reboot is here!! I actually posted the first few chapters on Ao3 a few months ago, rip. Some people may remember this story from a few years ago on Quotev if they’ve ever found it there. I can now happily say that I’m far more proud of this version. Please keep in mind that this is sort of my own spin on the Animated Universe. For example, it’s not necessarily set in the year 2050 like the show is. Bumblebee saves you instead of Sari, and couple of characters have been cut (none of the main ‘Bots or ‘Cons, don’t worry). The plot is its own thing, it doesn’t follow the show. Enjoy and let me know what you think! Interactions will always encourage more writing!

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“So what do you think?”

A pothole on the freeway lightly knocked your skull into the windshield before you could respond and you muttered a quiet ow. “I– I’m sorry, Elizabeth, wha?”

The woman shot you a teasing glare from the driver’s seat when you turned to look at her, “I told you, you can call me Aunt Liz, if you want.” She smiled and turned her eyes back toward the road, “I’m asking you what you think. Look.” Your aunt nodded her head toward the city in front of you, still a bit of a ways away and off to the right. The heights of the Ambassador Bridge reminded you a little bit of the Whitestone as you traveled across it, the city lights of Detroit casting a soft glow on clouds in the night sky.

The sight of such a big city in the short distance threw you off for a minute and you couldn’t really think straight. The nightlights made you feel a bit uneasy, considering the fact that it was the polar opposite of the place you were actually from; semi-rural New York.

When people hear ‘New York,’ most of them automatically assume New York. Manhattan. But there’s so so so much more to see than they realize. New York borders Canada! The city of Rochester was the closest you’d ever been to a real ‘city’ of sorts, aside from passing by Manhattan a couple of times. Rochester was still huge, but it couldn’t compare to some of the nation’s biggest cities. It was just unmatched.

Something Rochester definitely didn’t have however, was giant robots to defend it like Detroit does.

“I think it’s cool.” Your gaze was locked absentmindedly on the lights as they glittered in the surrounding night sky, “I’m excited to see the Autobots too, if I can. I’ve heard a lot about them.”

“They’re cool to see every once in a while.” She paused briefly and when she spoke again her tone was a bit less bright, “Only from a distance though, [Name]. They’re dangerous. Have you ever seen any of those viral videos of them fighting?”

You turned and blinked at her, “Oh, no– I know, I have seen them. I don’t want to get anywhere near that.” You looked back through the window at the rapidly approaching city, “No thanks.”

A quiet moment passed through the car. Liz finally brightened up again when she turned her blinker on and began turning toward an exit ramp, “So… I know it’s not New York, and I know I’m not Gramma, but I think you’ll learn to like it here once you’re completely settled in. I’m here to help you out with absolutely anything you need… This is your home now.”

You turned your head to look at her once more with a soft smile, and you suddenly felt as if you could really relax back in the passenger’s side of the SUV. Liz was right. What you were coming from was a life of loss, pain, and uncertainty. But maybe with the start of life in the city, those thoughts could make a turnaround for you.

You really hoped they would.

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“So this is it!” Your aunt pushed her front door open using her back as she carried a box with both arms, “It’s small, but it’s home. For the most part it’s where I’ve spent most of my life, so I hope you’ll like it too!”

You had eyed the one-story house from the driveway when Liz pulled in. It was small, but it seemed super cozy. And it wasn't like she had ever expected to have a teenager moving in with her. But from what you could tell from viewing just the kitchen alone, there should be plenty of space for just one more person. You weren’t bringing a ton of stuff with you in the first place, so from the looks of things, the living situation would be quite comfortable.

“This is the kitchen, over there’s the living room,” The woman angled her head toward the back of the house which wasn’t that far away. You could clearly make out almost everything in that room; the two sofas, a flatscreen tv, a big window across the length of the far wall and a bunch of family pictures all over the place. The corner of that room held a desk with papers absolutely everywhere.

Liz caught your attention again when she placed the box down on the kitchen table a little too fast, and the semi-loud sound it made almost made you jump, “Sorry, sorry.” She shot you an apologetic smile and turned to head into the living room, specifically aiming for the desk. She began to shuffle the papers and pile them up into separate drawers in the desk, “This is my workspace, so don’t be surprised if it’s usually messy. I’ve been getting a little better at cleaning it up more often.”

You still stood in the same spot by the front door with your backpack slung over your shoulder and another box in hand, “Oh, that’s okay. You should have seen my desk all through elementary school.”

Liz let out a quiet laugh as she closed the last of the drawers, “I wonder where you get it from!”

My dad, you thought with a twinge of sadness, Your brother.

She must have noticed the small shift in your mood. Because she ignored the rest of the mess before she stood straight up again and made her way back over to you, “Why don’t we go set up some of your room, huh?” She picked up the box she was originally carrying, “It’s down this way.”

You smiled back at her with thanks. Liz turned her back and strode past the living room down a dark hall. Briefly, you wondered why she didn’t turned the lights on, but that thought disappeared when she hit the switch on the wall in the middle of the hallway and one single light above her lit the rest of the path, “Here it is,” She used her knee to gently push the door into the room, “It was a guest room before, but I never really have anyone over. So it’s all yours to make it whatever you want.”

Surprisingly, the room wasn’t as small as you were expecting it to be.. It was a comfortable size, definitely bigger than your room back in New York. There were plain grey walls with a closet built into the wall on the left side of the room, with a rather large window directly on the back wall similar to the window in the living room. The space had a full-sized bed that was low to the ground all the way to the right against the wall, with a white nightstand beside it and a big lamp and everything. The carpet was soft under your socks and it made you feel homey almost at once, especially after the almost seven-hour-long trip around the entirety of Lake Erie.

“I figured we shouldn’t unpack your stuff to hang up yet.” Liz placed the box on the ground next to the closet door, “I thought tomorrow I could take you out to get some paint and some frames, and maybe some shelves, string lights? Y’know, some cute stuff to decorate your new space with if you don’t already have them.”

“Yeah, that would be so cool!” Nodding happily, you turned to face her again, “Thank you so much, Aunt Liz.”

She smiled big again. It seemed to be her thing, “Of course, [Name]. I want you to feel as comfortable as possible, being that this is your home now.” She winked, “And I know you like string lights.”

Accurate, you thought gleefully, “You’ll let me tack them up? You don’t mind the marks in the walls?”

“Of course not. We can always fill them! Why don’t we go outside and unpack the rest of the car, then we’ll go down and get something to eat. You’re hungry, right?”

Finally! Your stomach had been growling for the last hour, at least. “Yeah!”

“Alrighty,” She motioned with her hand for you to follow her, “Come on.”

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“So, my room is across the house,” As she spoke, Liz extended her arm to point back through the kitchen and down the opposite hall, “But it’s not too far. Just come get me if you need absolutely anything at all.”

Relishing in the soft new hoodie you had just put on, you snapped your attention back to your aunt who was standing in the doorway to your room and nodded quickly.

She was looking at you like she knew you weren’t originally paying attention, “Seriously– anything. Even if you just want to talk.”

“Yeah, okay. I will! But I think I’ll probably be set for the night.” You brought your hand to your forehead and glanced around at the boxes on the floor, “I’m kinda tired after all that time in the car.”

Liz laughed quietly again, “Me too, kiddo.” Then she stepped out of the door frame further into the hall and pointed over her shoulder to the door a few feet away, “The closest bathroom’s right here.”

“Yeah.” You smiled, genuinely grateful for what she was taking on.

“Alrighty,” She nodded too, “I’ll see you in the morning then. I won’t wake you up either, there’s nothing going on tomorrow so don’t worry about having to get up early or anything, okay?”

“Okay. Thank you so much, Aunt Liz.”

“No problem at all.” The woman smiled one more time before she turned and began slowly heading out of sight, “G’night.”

“Night.”

You turned back to the mess of boxes spread on the floor and let out a heavy sigh when you heard Liz close her bedroom door on the opposite side of the house.

You were definitely not tired.

After plopping yourself down on the carpet next to the closest box that had ‘clothes’ written on it, you pushed your hair out of your face with one hand while the other began working on the tape that held the box closed. Liz didn’t want you to start unpacking your decorative things yet, but she did say over dinner that you could start unpacking your clothes as soon as you wanted to so you could start to get a feeling of normalcy instead of having to “live out of boxes.” She asked you if you wanted a new set of furniture but you promptly denied it because the set that you already had here was more than enough. A full-size bedframe, a tall dresser, a night table, and a mirror on the back of the door were more than enough to suit you, since you weren’t necessarily arriving with very much anyways. The only thing that you would probably really wind up needing would be your own desk for schoolwork and drawing or writing or something, and maybe a new comforter set for your bed. And Liz had already offered to get you both of those by the end of the week.

It was an enormous adjustment. The whole thing. And you were definitely hurting, to say the least.

To put it simple, you lost your parents when you were very young. They were murdered brutally, and no one was ever brought in for it. It was a complete mystery as to who would do such a thing to such a happy, normal couple. Apparently, everyone who was close to them at the time of their deaths were completely and absolutely devastated. They all told you wonderful things and amazing stories about what incredible people they both were, and how upsetting it was to have lost them from the world so young, and with such a young daughter left behind. You could vaguely remember your parents, being that they died when you were only six-years-old, and that was ten years ago.

Throughout that ten-year-long period however, you were growing up with your grandmother, and she was an absolutely incredible person both inside and out. You were told time and time again that that’s where your mother had inherited her kind and selfless persona from. Your Gramma was everything someone could ever want in a grandparent… And you missed her dearly. The grief of losing her still had a suffocating grip on your heart, and you knew that it would take some time for that to ease even a little.

It’s been a long time since most of that happened.

Briefly your thoughts of your maternal family members were cut off when you pulled out a large grey t-shirt with a print on it that read ‘Niagara Falls.’ And barely, you could vaguely remember all the little family weekend getaways to the iconic waterfall. From what you were told, this particular shirt was one of your dad’s oldest. What really gave it away was that the hem of both sleeves had been threaded away a long time ago, from what it looked like.

You let out a heavy sigh as you pressed down on the soft fabric of the shirt with your thumbs. Everything hurt. All of it.

Loss was something you seemed to be getting used to, however.

The thought of your best friend back in New York made you hurt a little, and you briefly considered calling him. And then you remembered the time, and you didn’t want to annoy him if he really was asleep anyway.

Not to mention the fact that you had a pretty severe falling out right before you left.

Speaking of the boy, you pulled out one of his hoodies immediately after setting your father’s shirt down on the ground beside you. It still had the scent from his own house on it which comforted you greatly in that moment. You didn’t mean to take it and pondered whether or not you could send it back. He was another person you missed terribly, even though you weren’t on speaking terms anymore.

A weighted sigh left you as you tossed the hoodie lightly up onto the bed a few feet away, “It’ll take a while,” While speaking aloud to yourself, you looked back down at the box of important belongings in front of you, “But maybe I’ll like it here.”

The rest of the night passed by in a bit of a blur. You were able to empty five of your nine boxes; the ones that contained your clothes and shoes. The rest were all books, sketchbooks, journals, pictures and picture frames, string lights and tapestries, and the massive amount of prints, posters, and collectibles you had gathered from Rochester Comic Con throughout the years.

You knew off the bat that you would need at least a few shelves on the walls in order to accommodate all your little nicknacks and picture frames, but you weren’t sure how you were going to ask Liz for that when the time came for it. How could you ask someone for even one more thing after she was letting you move into her house? You were only physically with her a handful of times throughout your life so far, and she was already doing so much for you. You didn’t really want to ask her for anything else. So you came to the conclusion that you’d worry about the shelves when you got your first job somewhere in town, when you could spend your own money on them.

After closing one of the top drawers in your new dresser, you turned and made your way back over to the bed, plopping down and picking up your smartphone to check the time. It read 2:47am. Almost 3:00am, You thought with a twinge of annoyance toward yourself, I don’t want to wake up too late in the morning.

With a quick deep breath, you stood back up to reach for the light switch on the wall next to the door, flipping it swiftly and suddenly noticing the comfortable amount of very dim lighting that the closed curtains still allowed in from the outside streetlights. You picked your phone back up from its spot on the night table and used the light from it’s screen to be able to see the comforter before pulling it back and hopping in.

Reaching over and down to the floor once again after getting comfortable under the blankets, you grabbed the charger for your phone and connected it. Setting an alarm for about 9:30am sounded good, that way you should be able to get yourself out of bed by at least 10:00am. You didn’t want to look like an entirely exhausted pigeon.

Another sigh was forced from your lungs and you turned over, away from the phone in an effort to get more comfortable in the thick blankets. Briefly, before you fell asleep, an image of one of the Autobots flashed in your head and you wondered what kind of luck you would have to have in order to see just one of them.

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“Okay!” Your heart leaped with excitement at the sight of the new area as you spoke aloud to yourself, “Where to first?”

Your first full day in Detroit went by like a breeze. Liz took you out in the morning after breakfast to shop for that desk and the comforter set. She actually did ask if you needed extra shelves for some of your picture frames, and although you told her it wasn’t necessary at the moment, she shrugged you off and got you three of them anyways.

Now it was your third day in Detroit and it was your first time out walking around for some fresh air. There was supposedly a park nearby, and the thought of the soft grass under a tree reminded you of the trees back home. They didn’t look exactly alike of course, but it was still nice. The scenery and plants around you were always important to you for some reason. A reason that even you didn’t know. Maybe it was your attachment to the plants and trees that grew in the area you were raised in for all you knew. Not to mention the adoration your Gramma had for the many plants all over her home.

Walking down the street in the early afternoon was nice. The air was cool, but not cold. There weren’t too many people out because it was after the morning rush hour, so the people that were out were only the ones walking the sidewalk beside you and the occasional group of cars that drove to and from the city itself.

It was relatively quiet out here in the suburbs. And you really appreciated that, particularly after spending so many years of your life in the woods.

The chain link fence beside you finally opened with the entrance to the park. In particular, a park with quite a few trees spread all across it. You took another deep breath and sighed in contentment, smiling slightly as you made your way through the gate and pulled your phone from your pocket after it vibrated at the same time.

It was Liz, texting you to let her know when to pick you up. You insisted on walking and she didn't seem too fond of the idea. The woman was extremely cautious about the alien inhabitants of this city, and you couldn’t really blame her. They did bring a lot of destruction which disrupted the city’s life constantly.

As you made your way over to a tree you thought was far enough away from other people, you crossed your knees and plopped down among the roots of it comfortably. After a quick text back to Liz insisting that you’d be fine to walk back on your own, you put it away.

Truthfully, all you wanted was some peace and quiet alone. But it was hard to find that at sixteen-years-old, without a car, and living in a city that was completely new to you.

Still, this park was better than having no grass or trees to see at all, you thought.

It took a moment for you to realize that someone was shouting from not that far ahead of you. You looked up and ahead for the source of it, and it was then you realized that someone was panicking. That shouting sounded really urgent. And then you found the source of what they were yelling about.

A dog—a huge dog—came barreling over the crest of the hill in the center of the park and into your view. It’s person (you assumed) was chasing after it and failing miserably every time he tried reaching for the waving leash trailing behind it. Why he was panicking so much, you had no idea. But some gut feeling you suddenly had told you to at the very least be cautious of what was going on in front of you.

And just like that, it happened. The shepherd’s head snapped in your direction, ears pointed straight up and tongue lolling, and the dog started making a mad dash for your tree. In an instant you were on your feet and the dog started barking. As it drew closer, the panic in your system was screaming for you to run, but you knew that supposedly wasn’t what you were supposed to do when a dog came running for you. The sight of the trees ahead reminded you that you were particularly skilled in climbing trees thanks to a childhood spent in the forest, so you looked up at the branches above you. And rather than scaling up the bark, you froze.

Staring back down at you—body positioned in a way that made you think he was about to leap—was the gold-and-black Autobot.

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[blacklegsanjiii]

Can you imagine if the Vinsmokes gained their emotions back when Sanji saves their lives at WCI, but it kinda hits them all at once, so they become massively attached to Sanji.

21+ years of familial love for their brother smacks them in the face, only for them to find out Sanji has REALLY over protective boyfriends in ASL who monopolize Sanji all the time (this can be the gods au or just regular ASL+S)

Gods can you imagine the guilt? Not only just all that love but the guilt, shame, embarrassment, and horror at what they've done. Reiju just watching them and Ichiji asking her why she never stopped them, how often she helped Sanji after what they did? He needs to know and the answers 'i didn't want the attention ' and 'not enough' rip through his chest like niji's lightning.

Sanji's gone, with his crew and they've only just escaped Big Mom's pirates and her prison and everything so they're not exactly primed for the real world. But without Germa and being free means they need to find their own way. So uhh, they guess first things they'll go find Zeff and thank him? And they do. Zeff and everyone is confused about the apology/thanks combo they're getting. Especially because it revolves around Sanji and Germa. Zeff is ready to kill them all but Patty says they can work for their forgiveness and puts them in the dishpit.

It's good for them, they're working through a lot of things and Zeff keeps making them push back against him verbally. They're...healing, but they need more but at least they're also developing some skills that can help them in their pursuit. Over time, maybe about a year ish later they decide to find Sanji. To go apologize, they won't ask for forgiveness, it's not something they deserve but he needs to their regret, their sorrow, their change. For them to be like him like their mother wanted. Maybe their skin is no longer metal, still extremely durable but they can be bleed.

Following the Strawhats is a challenge and Zeff warned them about it though. He gives them his lot of the Grand Line, a log post, and demands letters. They agree as Reiju stays with Zeff. As they set sail Zeff tells them to not be afraid of Sanji's boyfriends, they'll understand eventually! Which makes Niji ask the hell that means to no response. It takes a few months but they're doing fine. Mostly.

The New World is a bigger challenge than they expected but when they catch up the crew is fighting Marines and it's all an out assault from both sides. Ichiji says they should attack the Marines so they do with their powers and uhhh, is that a guy with three swords coming after them? Oh shit it's that Roronoa Zoro guy! Fuck!

Yonji is trying to calm him down while evading him. Ichiji and Niji are still focusing on actually fighting the Marines who start to retreat and the fire dives down so Luffy snaps onto their ship with a rubbery twang and pure anger and Nami, the hot chick they remember is there on a cloud. Right. Okay. They can do this!

"You broke the agreement so we're going to sink your ship!" Luffy yells at them in warning.

"We want to to apologize to Sanji." Ichiji says evenly.

"I'll see if he even wants to talk to you after what happened." Nami growls as the cloud takes her back. They get a signal to meet at the ship. Not to board, so it's kind of awkward with the height differences between the ships. Luffy and Zoro jump up onto their ship as Luffy slings an arm around Sanji with a cowboy guy who is glaring viciously at them.

"Speak your piece and get the fuck away!" Sanji yells at them.

"Were sorry! We are not owed forgiveness for anything!" Yonji starts.

"That's not an apology." The cowboy says.

"Oh, Sabo's going suuuper to love this." The robot says.

"Ah, do you want us to say? We don't know what you told them and don't want to cause more problems." Ichiji asks.

"Start with the cuffs." Luffy demands.

"Cuffs?" A few voices ask.

"Sorry we let Judge put those on you!" Ichiji says with a wince.

"Sorry for our childhoods!" Niji yells. "And electrocuting you with that plate in your back, especially. And calling you a failure after you got shot."

"Wait-" Zoro tries.

"Sorry about the dungeon?" Yonji tries which flummoxes the rest of the crew except Sanji.

"Oh my God they're going to die." Nami says.

"Zeff says you should write more, he's kind of been doing the whole push back thing he did with you? Reiju's still there." Ichiji says.

"Alright, I'll write to the fucking geezer but if I see any of you before I come back to Baratie I'm not who you have to worry about." Sanji threatens.

"Just one?" Luffy asks.

"Nah, let Sabo deal with them." Cowboy says. "Zeff is more likely to forgive him."

"Doubt that, lets get the fuck outta here, I need to start lunch." Sanji says walking away from the railing. With the crew chattering after him. When the brothers get home a few months later there's a blond guy talking with Reiju and Zeff and smiling politely with another orange haired girl beside him.

"Don't threaten them too much." Zeff warns.

"I would never sully this fine established like that." The blond says with mock offense.

"Don't sully it with blood either." Zeff stresses.

"Of course not! I'll do it elsewhere and no one will know." The blond smiles at the chef. "Bye guys!" He chirps, grabbing a pipe from the floor and leaves with the other girl who mimics slitting her throat at them with a smile as she skips out the door.

[arrietty-rune]

Hey there, new designs from The Steam Tales of Elmore !!

It take longer than I thought to post because of writing and fixing so thank you for your patience ♥ OK to rb/ like !! For some infos about them, you can keep reading ~

I've wrote less about them than the others kid for now but still working on it ! Here's small infos of them ♥

Teri (15 years old): A student working to be a nurse. Also enjoys to sing and make covers on the internet, so she's kinda popular on Elmore.

Masami Yoshida (15 years old): A cloud girl being Leslie's and Teri's best friend. She does help Teri like an manager, helping her with her medical stuff as much as her musical stuff.

Leslie (15 years old): A pink flower living in a big cottagecore garden.

Carrie Krueger (330 years old): The stereotypical emo/gothic ghost. She is mostly reserved, though she enjoys to hang out with some girls she has a friends or with Darwin. To follow his boyfriend's age, she aged up a little bit.

Bobert (15 years old): A smart robot having difficulties to process emotions. He was formerly used to assist people with their job before going to school.

William (15 years old): A flying eyeball. Their psychic powers get easier and consistent to use by growing up and now able to talk with people by telepathy. They use a small metal piece to use use as an eyebrow, as people could see his expressions a bit easily.

Jamie Russo (16 years old): A student that is most of time annoyed by people and school in general, most of time incompetent with her school lessons so she usually cheats. She used to be a bully and dislike the authority, it still happens to see her intimidating or making troubles but mostly with adults. Thought she can have a softer side, as seen with Tobias, Julius, Tina and Anais.

Anais Watterson (7 years old): Despite her young age, she is a genius but isn't very taken seriously, especially by adults. When she faces a problem, she acts rational and tries to resolve it calmly.

Here we are for them :D gonna make stuff about some other character but also adults !! Thank you for reading ♥

[bonefall]

post/734733274896809984/do-you-ever-worry-your-own-writing-might-come-off that makes sense. i was asking because i'm afraid of accidentally writing misogyny myself and i kind of admire what you do

Hmm... I wish I had better advice to give you on this front, but honestly, the only thing I can tell you is to consider the perspective of your female characters.

Women are people. They have thoughts and feelings of their own, so like... just let them have their own arcs. A lot of the worst misogyny in WC comes from the way that the writers just don't care about their girls (or, in the case of tall shadow, actually get undermined and forced to rewrite entire chapters), so they're not curious about their lives, or WHY they feel the way they do or what they want, or any direction for their character arcs.

Turtle Tail as an example. She'll often just end up feeling whatever Gray Wing's plot demands. She's gotta leave when Storm dumps him to make him feel lonely. She shows up again to love him in the next book. Lets her best friend Bumble get dragged back to Tom the Wifebeater, but is sad enough about her death to be "unreasonably angry" with Clear Sky, and then calms down and accept Gray Wing is right all along.

And then she dies, so he can have his very own fridge wife.

In this way, Turtle Tail's just being used to tell Gray Wing's story. They're not interested in why she would turn on Bumble, or god forbid any lingering negative feelings for how she didn't help her, or even resentment towards Clear Sky for killing her or Gray Wing for jumping to his defense. She isn't really going through her own character arc.

She does have personality traits of her own, don't misunderstand my criticism, but as a character she revolves around Gray Wing.

So, zoom out every now and then, and just ask yourself; "Whose story is being told by what I wrote? Do my female characters have goals, wants, and agency, or are they just supporting men? How do their choices impact the narrative?"

But that's already kinda assuming that you already have characters like Turtle Tail who DO have personalities and potential of their own. Here's some super simple and practical advice that helped me;

Tally the genders in your cast. How many are boys, how many are girls, how many are others?

And take stock of how many of those characters are just in the supporting cast, and compare that to the amount you have in the main cast.

If you have a significant imbalance, ESPECIALLY in the main cast, fire the Woman Beam.

It's a really simple trick to just write a male character, and then change its gender while keeping it the same. I promise women are really not fundamentally different from men lmao. You can consider how your in-universe gender roles affect them later, if you'd like, but when you're just starting to wean yourself off a "boy bias" this trick works like a charm.

Also you're not allowed to change the body type of any girl you Woman Beam because I said so. PLEASE allow your girls to have muscles, or be fat, or be old, or have lots of scars. Do NOT do what a cowardly Triple A studio does, where the women all have the same cute or sexy face and curvy body while they're standing next to dwarves, robots, and a gorilla.

Or this shit,

If you do this I will GET you. If you're ever possessed by the dark urge, you will see my face appear in the clouds like Mufasa himself to guide you away from the path of evil.

Anyway, you get better at just making characters girls to begin with as time goes on and you practice it. It's really not as big of a deal as your brain might think it is.

Take a legitimate interest in female characters and try not to disproportionately hit them with parental/romance plots as opposed to the male cast, and you'll be fine. Don't think of them as "SPECIAL WOMEN CHARACTERS" just make a character and then let her be a girl, occasionally checking your tally and doing some critical thinking about their use in the story.

(Also remember I'm not a professional or anything, I'm just trying to give advice)

[quitealotofsodapop]

LMK assorted Spider Gang LMK headcanons/theories

sequel to this post. Focusing on the Spider Gang cus I just finished reading that section of Journey to the West.

Spider Queen:

Spider Queen was one of seven sisters... seven sisters who fell to Monkey King's staff after trying to capture Tripitaka/Tang Sanzang for their master; Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord/Centipede Demon. Spider Queen was the only survivor of the fight besides the sisters' adoptive sons. She has spent the last countless years trying to rebuild the family and home she once had, accidentally becoming a "queen" of spider demon-kind in the process.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord's current status is unknown. Spider Queen doesn't care. Her former "brother" refused to give up the Tang monk in exchange for the safety of his sisters. She views this as the ultimate betrayal from someone she had considered her mentor/older brother. She did steal his alchemy supplies though, hence her cauldron.

Spider Queen actually lost her legs in her and Wukong's original fight - hence why she uses a mechanical lower body. Modern mobility aids yall.

Spider Queen also has beef (accidental Pun) with Zhu Bajie for harassing her and her sisters when they were bathing. Homeboy really went so creepy that they predatory spider demons didn't even wanna eat him. Even Pigsy's brief lapse of braincells when he first met Spider Queen was more polite than what his predecesor did.

Spider Queen's motherly nature extends beyond her clan. It's why LBD deliberately possessed a child to approach her - she knew Spider Queen would think twice about hurting "just a little girl". Spider Queen even gets a little protective over MK once she starts talking to him on an equal level.

Syntax:

Syntax was once a scientist who worked at the Weather Station. When the station was damaged by Red Son and MK's fighting in "Bad Weather"; he got scapegoated by the company as it's lead programmer and was fired. This gives him mega resentment towards both the Monkie Kid gang and the DBK family specifically.

He ran into Spider Queen while trying to find work as a freelance programmer. She needed someone to design a delivery system for her venom that didn't require her biting every single victim's neck. Syntax scoffed and went "I could just program a swarm of mini-robots to do it for you. We use similar drones while cloud-seeding at the station." and the rest is history.

Syntax's name is not only a programming reference, but is a ref to a type of spider family called Synotaxidae - related to Huntsmans and Black Widows (family <3). His name in Mandarian is "Liù yǎn zhū"/六眼蛛 meaning "Six-eyed Spider", which could be a glasses joke from the rest of the spider gang (who normally have four eyes) or a reference to a species in the same family - a six-eyed sand spider, known for their reclusive natures, and having the most powerful venom of any spider species. Hilarious if Syntax ever accidentally bit someone and it was a 1-hit KO.

The antidote made by Red Son wouldn't have worked on Syntax. While it did cure those envenomated during New Years, Syntax getting the "first spin" of the refined venom meant that he recieved far higher a survivable dosage/damage from the spider-bot. He had to work out a few more kinks before the New Years parade or else Megaopolis would been filled with dead half-spider people.

Syntax is having a small crisis of humanity. Not as big as the gang expected, but more like "Oh dang. I could've just been a demon this whole time? This rocks!- Hey why do chickens freak me out all of a sudden?" There's lot of spider demon stuff he has no context for - Spider Queen probably has to give him the spider demon version of "The Talk" the first time Syntax drums his legs at someone he likes.

Has/had a very mild rivalry with Macaque, mostly cus the shadow monkey would poke fun at Syntax for being a magic-less former human, and the programmer could toss the criticism right back at him in words Macaque didn't understand. The hostility died down when Macaque got weirdly interested in an RPG Maker game Syntax was playing, and wanted to know how videogames worked. And so the development of the "Macaque VR game" began.

He def chose the name "Syntax" for himself.

Huntsman:

Huntsman is only slightly younger than Spider Queen. He was a fellow spider demon disgusted by what the pilgrims had done to her sisters. And was a little curious at how strong they truly were. Encountered Sha Wujing on the road when the river demon was foraging, and was immediately enamored with his strength. He knows Sandy is pretending to be a reincarnation, he could recognise his Blue from anywhere.

Hates being seen as weak. Will act out if he suspects someome is "going easy" on him. Even with spicy cooking.

Saw some Things in the potion-portal Tang accidentally sent him to in Laozi/Lao Tzu's lab. The "duck" label was a metaphor.

Beyond tracking devices, this spider is tech blind. Has no gotdamn idea Syntax is talking about half the time.

Goliath/Strong Spider:

Is a little older than Huntsman. But no one's really sure how old he is. Not even him.

Was a drifter from another clan before joining Spider Queen. He doesn't like to talk about what happened with his birth clan.

Deliberately trained his body so he could physically protect his friends/clan from harm. A lot of things can squish a spider, and Goliath wants to make sure that never happens again.

Goliath/Strong Spider has no idea how to make or spin a web. It's the folly of his sub-species. He can however, knit you a pretty good wool blanket instead. :3

Since he's based on a spider called a Goliath Bird-Eater; Goliath occasionally just plucks a bird out of the sky and noms on it like Hogsqueal in The Spiderwick Chronicles. If he ever saw Peng, not even the Buddha could stop Goliath from trying to take a bite.

Spindrax (sadly toyline only ;_;):

Has an obnoxiously black-and-pink colour scheme as a foil to Mei's white-and-green aesthetic.

Is Mei's equal rival in everything. Racing, pinball, arcade games, hand-to-hand combat, etc... Spindrax and Mei even go toe-to-toes when it comes to dancing.

Uses a stylized motorcycle helmet while driving, so much so that Mei honestly didn't know what Spindrax's face looked like until after a race/spider gang fight.

Youngest of the whole spider clan. She's barely considered a young-adult by their standards. Gets babied/underestimated sometimes by them and wishes to prove herself.

Would annoy Syntax while he's working by flicking rubber bands at him.

Bonus ideas+:

The original spider clan was once an actual kingdom, but it fell to silk-greedy humans during the mid Tang Dynasty when the empire began enforcing extreme measures to prevent rival nations from getting their hands on easy silk. When a few too many Roman and Greek tradesmen went to the Spider Kingdom instead of following the Silk Road - the kingdom was burnt to the ground. The Seven Sisters were the only surviving members of a very minor branch of the royal family - saved by a centipede schoolmate.

The Spider Sisters in Journey to the West had adoptive children in the form of other bug demons known as; Bee, Hornet, Cockroach, Cantharis/Spanish-Fly/Blister-Beetle, Grasshopper, Maggot/Wax-Fly, and Dragonfly, who came to defend their moms' after Zhu Bajie harassed them. However they were just little kids, so they could barely nip at the pilgrims even as a swarm of insects. Even the tallest of them was said to be "no more than two and a half feet". SWK simply scared them off by making his hair-clones turn into different birds. It's likely that Spider Queen had to care for her orphaned nephews/students in the aftermath of Jttw.

Would be cool if the seven niblings were still around, trying to avenge their moms and aunts. Hilarious if they were somehow more successful than Jin and Yin at villainy - if only a smidge. Then again that means at the end of canon S3 they're left without a family, if LBD doesn't see them as extra mech material that is...

MK: *driving home from a delivery* A voice off to the side: "Hey monkey-head!" MK, stops driving: "???" (MK turns, only to see seven scrappy-looking kids) MK: "Aww. You guys fans of mine?" Kid 1#: "No! We are sons of the Seven Spider Sisters! Sworn enemies of the Monkey King!" MK, tensing up cus arachnophobia: "S-spiders?" Kid 2#: "Yeah! Now you're gonnna get it!" The Kids: *transforms into their true demon forms* MK: *massive sigh of relief* "Oh thank the buddha! You're just regular bug demons. Sorry nothing personal, I just can *not* deal with a swarm of baby spiders right now. You guys get home to Spider Queen before it gets dark ok?" MK: *continues driving home* The Kids, briefly stunned: "HEY! Get back here!" "You're not suppose to run away!" "We're telling mama about this!"

Spider Demons are able to heal/hibernate inside cocoons similar to those seen in the cave system. Huntsman and Goliath were sleeping off the worst of the winter frost when New Year's woke them up. It could also give an explaination to where Spindrax and the seven adopted bug kiddos are - they sleepin'.

I leave you with this funny Gary Larson comic with a spider in it:

[beigepillow]

I honestly feel so bad for doumeki and how people disregard him, alot of people forget that D is also human, he feels pain, he gets angry, he feels joy and he also bleeds like a person but people just think his some kinda robot that isn't meant to feel any kind of emotion.

A perfect example of this is people's reaction to doumeki and how he is treating yashiro at this moment ( I love my boy yashiro and I understand why he did what he did) but that doesn't excuse his actions towards doumeki and doumeki has every right to be pissed with him, but people still feel that he doesn't have the right to be mad because he was the one following yashiro like a lost puppy and that he deserves what he got.

No one deserves to be treated like that, that was just so damn painful to watch and the fact that doumeki doesn't even hold that against him shows just how pure he is, he only ever gets upset when yashiro sleeps around partially because he gets jealous but mostly because he doesn't like the fact that yashiro sees himself as nothing but a sex doll, even now he's sleeping with him partially because of jealousy but mostly because he's protecting him....he loves yashiro so much that he's willing to sacrifice his own happiness just to always be with him to protect him, doumeki isn't as complex as people think he's a pretty simply guy he never does anything without a reason and his only reason for still because in the Yakuza world is because yashiro is in it, I just hope they sort themselves out and finally admit their love for each other because yashiro is at a breaking point and the next time they meet he may snap and not in a good way.

What do you think about this? Am I reading too much into this?

First, I want to reiterate that people can have whatever opinion they like. It is important to have diverse opinions in fandom to get all different kinds of perspective. That being said I do wish there were more Doumeki defenders out there but it is what it is. I have noticed an uptick in people who want to defend Doumeki based on the asks and comments I get and hopefully one day they’ll make posts themselves. I don’t see myself as a Doumeki expert or anything like that. i just try to see things from his pov in an empathetic light but I am sure I get things wrong since it is all a guessing game. I also do criticize Doumeki myself a bit. I don’t think it is his right to decide who Yashiro has sex with and I wish there was less dub con in the sexual emconuters he initiated but I also think at times I criticized him based on my real life morals instead of through a saezuru lens. But I also criticize Yashiro as well because no character is above criticism to me. What Yashiro did in volume 6 was wrong and he knows it was wrong. He purposely acted in that way so Doumeki would leave him so he was well aware that he was being an asshole to Doumeki even if he has an excuse for it. But I disagree that Doumeki follows him around like a puppy just to be by his side. In volume 6, he follows Yashiro around to keep him from committing suicide!!!! I feel like that is glossed over a lot for some reason and Doumeki is just reduced to only caring about being with Yashiro even to the detriment of Yashiro. I also am not a big fan of the take that he deserves whatever since he sticks around because as I have said before, the same can be said about Yashiro. Yashiro isn’t Doumeki’s hostage and like I mentioned is getting quite a bit of space from him and is still choosing Doumeki. I actually think Doumeki is a very complex character (as complex as Yashiro) and he does seem to harbor resentment towards Yashiro at times. But so what? Why do his negative emotions get demonized so much? Why is he not allowed to have his emotions cloud his judgement at times and get forgiven for it (of course based on what he does) just like Yashiro or really all of us in real life? At the end of the day, I hope to see more Doumeki centric posts but until then I am just going to enjoy the fandom. It is only a manga at the end of the day.

[swampstew]

Crack Theory Time ~ Eustass Kid, Skypeia arc, Calgara lineage trinity

Ignore if you don't want unhinged rantings from this lil witch

copy pasting from a reblog thread I made last year (link at bottom for verification)

THAT robot allegedly was built 900 years ago and re-activated 200 years ago. During the time of the levely where Ryugu Kingdom was invited for the first (and last) time.

Additionally, 200~ years ago, bull fighting fish were sighted by Green Bit, making it near impossible for Dressrosa and Green Bit to access each other and more or less isolating the dwarves from the other country.

AND ALSO - the St. Briss from the Briss Kingdom (from the SOUTH BLUE) began its voyage and ended up in Skypeia (was that intended destination? IDK) but they were sentenced to cloud drifting (aka lost without a trace to the rest of the world) and eventually fell back to the ocean during the Jaya Arc ~2 years ago where at least ONE skeleton was found in the debris. Jaya was shot up by the Knock Up stream some ~400 years ago and at some point then, Calgara died fighting to protect his land and people so that Noland would one day return. Obviously this never happened.

Also FWIW, on the OP world map, Skypeia is over the calm belt but close proximity to the South Blue.

ANYWAYS - all that said. I could potentially see a situation in which survivors from St. Briss were smuggled away from their death sentence by the remaining Shandian’s that lived hidden in the forests trying to survive. I am not sure how or when they would have been able to get back down to the South Blue for Kid to be born in the South Blue 23 years ago, but that’s Oda’s problem to deal with.

Anyways, I KNOW that Calgara and Wyper both have X blood type while Kid has F, but like that could have come from years of descendants, or one of Kid’s parents so let’s be open minded. Calgara also has his demon smile face that looks very similar to Kid’s when he was facing big mom. Also they had pretty similar personalities: super serious sexy dudes, mistrusting of outsiders, bloodthirsty af in battle, once they are “friendly” with others cares for them deeply going as far as crying over their friends (see Noland and Killer) very fast, considered demons/monsters.

Original post from last year where I also wonder about the tribal tattoo thread that links to THIS POST on my recent Kid/Killer/Noland/Calgara blurb

Last thing I’ll say and I swear I’ll shut up - someone somewhere posted a pic of Kid in the manga with what looked like the hint of a tattoo on his left arm(or somewhere in that general area that was mostly hidden by his clothes. I wonder if he’s hiding a tribal tattoo.

[popcorn-milk]

love how i was like "looks like this genshin obsession is here to stay for the next few weeks/months then" and then i got smacked with the Baseball Bat of Giant Robots

[roadarchie]

heyo, im intruiged as fuck about your art, and ive seen that a lot of it is tagged worldbuilding... are there big plans to do writing about it? i just wanna know what all this stuff is and does!

Hey! Thank you so much for sending a message and your activity on my posts. <3

Yes. Some of it is worldbuilding! (Some of it may be wrongly tagged but most of it should be accurate.) I've been doing some story-through-art writing here and there, mostly disconnected abstract pieces, with two distinct worlds I've sort-of merged into one.

To cut it short, its about myself. Me and my connection to the intimacy I have with the digital, turned into allegories and metaphors that describe a world of utter despair and that distinct sense of losing your humanity.

Its quite basic for the most part. It follows a matrix-esque all-powerful artificial intelligence, and the tasks it fails to complete with a workforce that through sheer chance and time becomes too sentient to continue.

Think of this: Various people in a squad destined to repair the nonexistent power grid, wandering the surface for tens of years before realizing they are not much more than robots veiled in synthetic flesh. Their faces melting before they rip it off completely. Their tasks now void they search for answers, finding nothing but whatever kept them alive no longer works.

Some survive long enough to find steel spires that shoot into the sky with cables splitting off of it like tendons gripping the ground. Cores, that run various subroutines high in the sky hidden by the cover of clouds. They can hear it talk.

One day every signal, every light there is to blare turns online. For the first time in a while whatever intelligence has hidden itself amongst ivory towers has felt its most lonely emotion: Fear. And whatever it is, the squads still left to command are turned toward a unified goal: to find and destroy.

Let me know if you have any questions and I will answer.

[spacedoutman]

So the poll results came back for the mass rewrite.

A majority of you guys voted yes and I'm shocked, like thoroughly shocked, but hey, I want to make this as fun as possible for you all! I'll be laying down the basis of the AU below!

The art prizes will be put in a more detailed post soon which will be the start of the challenge, then if you choose to participate, I'll send you the full guideline. Below is the basic concept:

So in this AU, there's 12 angel types, all at war with each other. Each of you can pick a type of angel and do whatever the hell you want with them as long as their powers and lore stay similar. Otherwise, I give you complete creative freedom and want to see what you come up with!

More info below

So in this world, every mythical creature exists, but lives under the rule of these angels, who have their own sort of realm/world they rule individually that matches their theme.

So first, we have Light angels. Light angels rule over the light world (13 year old me wasn't creative enough to come up with separate names so it's just like "the light angels' world etc") which has like unicorns and shit and has a white and gold color scheme.

Light angels, at all times, have robotic expressions. Any other expression and anything other than stiff, rigid posture is considered informal. Smiling is the middle finger of their language. They can create balls of light, make figures from light and have a high-pitch wail that can make ears bleed and shatter glass.

Dark angels basically play death. One of them is chosen to be the angel of death, given the role of escorting all things from the living world into the world of the dead of whatever realm this is. They're typically very harsh and very gothic.

Here's where it starts getting wack. Now Ice angels, who have wings made of icicles that snow constantly. Their whole world is a depressing winter. They can shoot icicles out of these wings, freeze people and make anything they want from Ice. It was a big reference to Elsa I think, because even then I felt nostalgic for the movie. When it first came out, I was OBSESSED.

Ocean angels/water angels turn into mermaids once they hit the water, but once they're out, they have wings made of constantly dripping water. Nowadays, I see it more as a window to sea. It would be so cool if sea creatures were just swimming around through there and when they moved it panned like a camera.

Anyway, they can manipulate water, shoot water from their hands, drown people and make air bubbles. They live in a giant underwater kingdom typical of everything else and like child me would've imagined at that age.

Ribbon Angels? don't have wings but can make ribbons? They don't really have wings they just fly. But nowadays I'd give them wings made of light or some shit.

Messenger angels are pink and can turn into whatever the fuck they want. Their role is typically giving messages back and forth to other rulers. All that's known about Sand angels is that they have the power to blast things with sand?

Nature angels live in la-la disney land and are constantly happy. Can grow flowers, whatever, nurture life and shoot thorns up to the ground to spike their enemies. They've secluded themselves away behind a wall due to their vulnerable nature and don't like outsiders.

Fire angels, probably my favorite are arsonists, 'evil' and have wings made of fire (of course...). They can shoot fire, fly fast through spirals of fire, leave a trail of fire behind wherever they fly, shoot fire balls which explode and are typically aggressive by nature.

Gentle and can turn invisible are cloud angels. They specialize in ambushing and it made it hard to take the story seriously do to my rancid execution of it.

Glass angels have basically sworn an oath to peace, any one to break it is exiled. If their wings are shattered, all their powers leave and they die. They can spin, sending shards of glass showering from their wings, turn into giant drags and shit and essentially dictate the fate of the universe until they don't??

They're responsible for those who are out casted and exiled from the universe, harboring a safe place or prison for everyone. Their wings are made of stained glass and they have like eight and when the light reflects through it shows the different colors.

The whole world turns grey once the stained glass palace is destroyed, which shone the colors everywhere. Neat concept.

Finally the crepescule. How the hell do I spell that? No fucking clue. They have four dragon wings and green eyes and are also horribly written. They can turn into ooze, teleport, shape-shift, any power you can think of and everyone thinks they're extinct when in reality they're plotting a comeback which builds up to the worst ending imaginable.

There were all written when I was 13 so like I said have fun with it, do whatever the hell you want as long as it stayes similar.

[franki-lew-yo]

-Ranking Neopets by Design and Colors-

My sister and I are in a nostalgia kick over neopets and I've decided to do some design geeking and talk about neopet creature design.

Like I am with Pokemon I prefer my Neopets looking definitevely neo-ish, so less like just any old animal you can find in the real world. Keep that in mind as I separate these by both objective opionion ("that's a well designed neopet") vs my personal preferences ("zomg that's MY FAVORITE neopet"). Know that I'm trying to take into account the:

overall design with the basic paintbrush colors

paintbrush creativity

Unconverted vs converted art and how the likability changes therein because of the character that crosses over from the art (I personally dgaf about unconverted art. I think the stock-look for the pets is fine as it is it just sucks to loose what was such cute art for the paintbrushes)

customability

a final note: I've never played neopets for myself. I don't have time to take care of a virtual pet, let alone 4 or more now that I'm an adult. While I'd like to have a neofamily and work hard for the money for them I kind of would really prefer a job first.

All of these preferences come from watching my sister play the game and my own fondness for the pets as toys and as comics over the years.

Format for this post

[neo-species name] [objective opinion/10] | [personal interest/10]

>detailing why and what I like about said pet, personal stories ect.<

Paintbrushes of choice:

[will pick anywhere from 3, 5, or 10 specific colors the neopet looks best in. If it's highlighted = fav colors for them.]

Acaras 6/10 | 4/10

Properly monsterish, though I kind of hate it's feet ngl. Monkeycatrodent thing is alright in my book. I would never have guessed they like to swim or that their horns are bendable. Overall servicably neopet-ish.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Pirate, Halloween, Toy, Pastel, Mutant, Purple, Maraquan, Steampunk, Disco and Royal Boy

Aisha 9/10 | 6/10

One of the most iconic neopet-neopets you could have. Cat-like but not exactly a cat with antenna things. I hated when TNT felt the need to have Aisha characters open their eyes in the comics. Ew.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Shadow, Pastel, Oil Paint, Disco, Cloud, Baby, Candy, Alien, Halloween and Wraith

Bloomaroos 10/10 | 8/10

Perfect realization of a real life animal as a neopet, ESPECIALLY when it stood on it's tail! Delightfully simple, cute and sweet looking. I love Bloomaroos. Certified best bois.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Baby, Christmas, Pirate, Cloud, Mutant, Rainbow, Polkadot, Plushie, Maraquan and Robot

Boris 10/10 | 7/10

You're gonna learn quickly that my favorite neopets are ones that are never unique to one kind of animal but also not just a hybrid. Bori is sufficently armadillo, pangolin and fox like enough all at once. Beautiful wonderbread. Can never get enough of em.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Pastel, Relic, Speckled, Plushie, Halloween, Rainbow, Baby, Fairie, Toy and Woodland.

Bruces 5/10 | 5/10

Literally just a penguin with a bow (yes I know it was og a joke on a real life person). Kinda pointless once Club Penguin was a thing. Sweet but not my fav.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Ice, Darigan, Fairie, Disco, Pastel, Plushie, Halloween, Tyrannian, and Royal Boy and Girl

Buzzes 10/10 | 6/10

Never a big fan of bugs, but I actually like how unique of a bug-creature Buzz is so up it goes. Dragonfly with dragon features never fail!

Paintbrushes of choice:

Camo, Plushie, Fairie, Pastel, Woodland, Baby, Maraquan, Royal Boy, Electric and Skunk

Chias 7/10 | 2/10

Bleh. I don't care for the pets that are just blobs with legs. Also there was that one flashgame where a chia ate innocent petpets so I've always kind of hated it.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Maraquan, Chili Pepper, Disco, Purple and Mutant

Chombys 7/10 | 6/10

Cute dinosaur, but also, just a dinosaur. Not much to say.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Woodland, Tyrannian, Baby, Camouflage, Pink, Royal Boy and Girl, Maraquan, Desert, and Candy.

Cybunnys 3/10 | 8/10

For all I love rabbits, Cybunny's kind of just a rabbit when you get right down to it. An absolutely ADORABLE rabbit, but still. Also it's basic color options are limiting like Usul. Not worth the limited edition in my eyes, but definitely a good solid neopet.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Draik 5/10 | 6/10

kEYUUUte dragon...but, like Cybunny, also just a dragon. Again, drawn very cute. Feels kind of out of place compared to the other Neopets dragons too based on gargoyles, I guess.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Elephantes 7/10 | 7/10

It's hard to mess up an elephant and it's "less is more" here. Personally I think it's new sprite is a VAST improvement compared to it's old one. I hated it's creepy grin growing up. Elephante is a cutesy elephant with a bunny tail and teeny tiny wings that's sitting down in the old art. How can you POSSIBLY ruin that gorgeous art with a nasty toothy grin?

Paintbrushes of choice:

Cloud, Pastel, Mosaic, Fairie, Maraquan, Relic, Tyrannian, Plushie and Royal boy and girl.

Eyries 8/10 | 10/10

Despite it kind of just being a griffon, Eyrie looks pretty sweet. Good use of bird and cat elements rather than just a mish-mash. A regal neopet, like every kid wants when they're smol.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Flotsams 5/10 | 6/10

Not a huge fan of evil/notevil species variants. Apparently it's more of a fish than it is a dolphin which knocks it down a few points as I always wanted it and Jetsam to be dolphins.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Royal Boy and Girl, Pastel, Oil Paint, Woodland, Baby, Halloween, Robot, Plushie and Silver

Gelerts 7/10 | 6/10

Despite just being a dog with long ears and tail something just works about Gelert. If you have to have just a regular animal best make it unique like that.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Toy, Baby, Mutant, Speckled, Candy, Maraquan, Spotted, Wraith, Steampunk and Woodland

Gnorbus 8/10 | 10/10

Funny enough I actually dislike llamas, but Gnorbu is best boi. These guys don't have a threatening bone in their bodies. I just think they're neat. It works as far being both obviously based on a llama/alpaca but still it's own creature. It also looks really good in the new art, better than it did before.

I WANT A GNORBU PLUSHIE SO BAAAAAD!!!

Paintbrushes of choice:

Grarrl 5/10 | 7/10

That's a t-rex alright. I like how friendly they make it in modern day, I guess.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Fairie, Disco, Royal boy and girl, Christmas (unclothed), Toy, Halloween (unclothed), Valentine, Camouflage and Darigan

Grundo 10/10 | 7/10

Neato. Unique but basic alien. Good job. Wish I had more to say. Oh, I guess also when you learn of Neopets' scientology roots they're a little uncomfortable.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Robot, Mutant, Fairie, Royal boy and girl, Plushie, Steampunk, Speckled, Woodland and Glowing

Hissi 5/10 | 6/10

Where I liked it back in the day, I kinda think Hissi now is just "snake with wings". Which like...cool but not that cool. Sorry to be so salty, Hissi.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Plushie, Fairie, Christmas, Halloween, Spotted, Baby, Dimensional, Maraquan, Pastel and Desert

Ixi 6/10 | 9/10

Ixi is drawn very oddly for a goat tbh (it's apparently both a goat and a deer??), but at least it's a cute goat and nicely stylized. Perfectly solid goat-pet.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Jetsam 6/10 | 5/10

Same as Flotsam. Shark man. Pet of the edgy kid who lives down the street who bullies girls he likes because he doesn't know how to show affection.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Baby, Camouflage, Relic, Fairie, Woodland, Pastel, Royal Girl, Electric, Toy and Pirate

Jubjub 9/10 | 3/10

Cuter than a Kiko and Chia but still kind of icky. Idk.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Purple, Baby, Marble, Chocolate and Wraith

Kacheek 10/10 | 10/10

Perfect neopet. Chibi and cute and innocent looking. Great example of a "not specific to any one kind of animal"-design, and perfect complimentary design to Xweetok in terms of early vs later design.

Paintbrushes of Choice:

Pastel, Ghost, Cloud, Valentine, Mutant, Plushie, Disco, Baby, Toy and Relic

Kau 4/10 | 9/10

While that is indeed a VERY cute cow, it is still just kind of...a cow. L for creativity. Otherwise, beautiful cow.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Kiko 8/10 | 1/10

Ew. Sorry Kiko. You can really tell it's one of those early designs. Wholey unappealing to me.

Best paintbrushes:

Halloween, Maraquan and Speckled

Koi 6/10 | 3/10

Freddy Fish. I got nothing else other than I think it looks stupid when it's got it's fists up.

Best paintbrushes:

Rainbow, Disco, Woodland, Pastel and Spotted.

Korbat 6/10 | 9/10

In fantasy-stories and fantasy stories ONLY do I accept long-tailed bats, so good on Korbat for beating the odds and also just being a neopet I've always wanted as a plushie. DARLING fantasybat~

Paintbrushes of Choice:

Kougra 6/10 | 9/10

Like Ixi, Kougra isn't really that stellar as it's JUST a tiger (though they also try to make it over kinds of big cats, which is smart), but they do so much with it and make it very appealing. Also Fairie Kougra was and will always be GORGEOUS.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Fairie, Baby, Island, Desert, Spotted, Christmas, Steampunk, and Royal Boy and Girl.

Krawk 6/10 | 8/10

Cute croc with a cute haircut. I wish I had more to say but I don't. Very fun to draw!

Paintbrushes of choice:

Island, Shadow, Baby, Fairie, Camouflage, Royal Boy and Girl, Christmas, Speckled and Pirate

Kyrii 10/10 | 6/10

Undecided jerk-a$$ rodent wins high for me. You wanna pet it and make it mad. I just found out it's supposed to be a weasel which bumps it up. Still, would never be my first choice.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Pastel, Steampunk, Royal boy and girl, Stealthy, Plushie, Fairie, Skunk, Fire and Halloween

Lenny 7/10 | 7/10

Pretty storkbird but still just kind of a stork. Needs some work. Luckily it has some lovely design touches with it's paintbrushes.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Lupe 7/10 | 5/10

Wolf. It's face-fur always annoyed me. Also it's so overrated by TNT.

Paintbrushes of choice:

White, Royal girl and boy, Mutant, Baby, Darigan, Maraquan, Spotted, Relic, Candy and Christmas

Lutari 7/10 | 5/10

Despite it being a mustelid Lutari just doesn't pass my test. Needs a little more "something" to it's final look. Props to my sister's childhood friend who called it "The Icecream Weasel" before the entire pet was available to create.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Island (undressed), Rainbow, White and Royal boy and girl (undressed).

Meerca 9/10 | 5/10

Manic ball-rodent. Actually looks pretty neat monster-wise though I again I personally wouldn't choose it as my own.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Candy, Fairy, Halloween, Plushie and Toy.

Moehog 7/10 | 10/10

I miss Moehog's old derpy look, but no matter what I love it so much. So delightfully fugly. I could love it up all day. I wish they made more plushies of it back in the Limited Too years.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Myncis 5/10 | 4/10

Potat monkey is cute, but still a monkey. Not my fav.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Halloween, Pastel, Polkadot, Skunk and Toy (with symbols).

Nimmos 4/10 | 1/10

I don't know what about Nimmo I dislike so much but I just dislike it. It looks and feels creepy to me for some reason. I dislike skinny frogs in general. Frogs aren't skinny. They foldy and slim sometimes, not skinny like newts or salamanders are. Icky neopet. Hate it.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Baby, Wraith and Darigan.

Ogrins 9/10 | 5/10

I'm very split on Ogrin. For some reason or another I find Ogrin kind of ugly and overdesigned. Like, it looks like the protagonist to a 3d animated not-Dreamworks film that takes place on another planet who's voiced by Frankie Muniz. And yet I admire it in terms of being a unique creature. Feels like a Dr. Seuss creation because of it's paw feet, or like the camelopard of old beastiaries. As with all personal unfavorites, I like moreso it's paintbrush colors than I do the species overall.

Peophins 5/10 | 9/10

The critical side of my brain is hellbent on pointing out how Peophin is JUST a hypocampus...but the mythology horsegirl in me is just gushing over there being a hypocampus at all. Genuinely I think it's really regal and cute and pretty. Would love one as a plushie. Also I think it's newer art is superior to it's old art.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Poogles 10/10 | 10/10

Perfect dog-thing especially with it's evil toyvariant that always creeped me out. Besides that though it's very much a neopet's neopet with them big ole 2000s' eyes. Love it. The only limited edition pet that I think is worth it's limited-editionness.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Christmas (unclothed), Toy, Candy, Fairie and Robot (unclothed).

Pteris 6/10 | 5/10

Bird. Good bird, I guess. Um...I guess I like it's weird tail?

Paintbrushes of choice:

Christmas, Shadow, Royal boy and girl (unclothed), Fairie.

Quiggles 6/10 | 4/10

Better than Nimmo but that's not saying much. Needs to calm down, even though I appreciate how happy it is.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Halloween, Royal Boy and Girl, Fairie and Robot.

Rukis 6/10 | 3/10

Not a fan of ants and ants, crickets and mantises even less so with anime eyes no less. Buzz's eyes are much better.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Fire, Polkadot and Fairie.

Scorchio 5/10 | 6/10

Basic dragon man that's also definitively neopet-like enough to make it a classic! Though, hard to draw for some reason...

Paintbrushes of choice:

Woodland, Darigan, Fairie, Halloween and Fire.

Shoyru 7/10 | 10/10

Personal fav since I had a beloved Shoyru as a plush as a kid. I count it as a dragon even though it's supposed to be a pterosaur. I think I just really love it's face and body and the fact that it's wings are separate from it's body actually makes it stand out from the dinosaur it's supposed to be.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Fairie, Plushie, Polkadot, Robot, Pirate, Christmas, Woodland, Burlap, Oil Paint and Electric.

Skeith 10/10 | 6/10

Again never liked the "coded to be evil"-type neopets, but a decent grumpygrump dragon person. Adorable.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Royal boy and girl, Biscuit, Camouflage, Baby, Darigan, Halloween, Fairie, Pastel and Woodland.

Techo 4/10 | 4/10

Literally just a lizard. Cool lizard, but still.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Stealthy, Woodland and Fairie

Tonu 6/10 | 6/10

Decent rhino/ancient mammal thing with a hint of triceratops thrown in. Good job.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Pastel, Tyrannian, Orange, and Royal Boy and Girl (unclothed)

Tuskaninny 6/10 | 5/10

Not my fav (and I guess nobody else's fav since they're mega unpopular?) kinda weird eyes, but otherwise cute for a seal/walrus.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Oil paint, Baby, Spotted, Plushie and Royal Boy

Uni 6/10 | 10/10

I have a soft spot for Uni since I overhated it so much as a kid for being 'girly'. TBH I don't hate unicorn/pegasus hybrids in their own isolated fantasy and I think Uni just looks perfectly adequate as one. Also great alt. for My Little Pony lovers who want their ponies looking like ponies again and don't need a cutiemark to enjoy a good fantasy horse.

Paintbrushes of choice (cheated):

Usul 7/10 | 4/10

I have a thing against usuls. Always found them utterly unappealing personally wise and overrated by TNT. They're good 'not exactly squirrel'-creatures but they're hampered by it's basic coloring problems. Also, it always struck me as a "mean girl" neopet even though I guess canonically that's what Uni is. Bleh.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Skunk, Pastel, White, Brown, Royal boy and Girl, Usagi boy and girl, Halloween and Ghost.

Vandagyre 5/10 | 6/10

I don't know what it is. I think it's the pose, but objectively I think Vandagyre is kind of lazy even though other neopets work well with the "this animal but with these other animal parts added on". I feel like the paintbrushes though really go hard or go home for this pandabearowl, so I like that.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Wocky 5/10 | 6/10

Very cute but...literally just a cat. Also it's basic coloring could be annoying with it almost always having a pink-ruff.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Polkadot, Fairie, Baby, Halloween, Ghost, Royal boy and girl (unclothed), Plushie, and Elderly Boy and Girl.

Xweetok 8/10 | 10/10

A more modern answer to Kacheek on account of it being alike to several but never one exact kind of mammal. Better overdesign elements than Ogrin to me.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Split, Fairie, Speckled, Silver, Baby, Halloween, Pink, Royal Boy and Girl and Stealthy.

Yurble 10/10 | 6/10

I remember when this thing debued. Such a fun time! I love how they look vaguely lion-maney but also gerbil like. So cute. So NEOPET.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Fairy, Pirate, Snow, Checkered, Skunk, Plushie, Fire, Origami, Pastel and Purple.

Zafara 9/10 | 8/10

Perfect neopet to end an alphabet with and also just to end off on. Like a neopet version of a Dr. Seuss creation. I love it's smile and it's spikes. It's just very friendly.

Paintbrushes of choice:

Steampunk (unclothed), Woodland, Royal Boy and Girl, Valentine, Starry, Christmas, Plushie, Fairie and Pastel.

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Dr. Eggman: Full Delusion (character overview)

This post aims to analyze the main antagonist of the entire franchise, Dr. Ivo “Eggman” Robotnik, discussing the facets that make up this honestly really interesting villain. Hopefully it won’t come across as too surface level, since his character is one of key importance to the entire Sonic brand.

Ego City

A look into Eggman's mind from Sonic Dream Team concept art.

Eggman (especially Classic Eggman) is, at his very core, an extremely childish individual. He throws loud tantrums when defeated, and doesn’t hesitate to gloat when succeeding. He builds expressive, toy-like robots to make up his army. His goal in life is to transform the world into a theme park built in his image. The name “Eggman” was adopted entirely out of spite.

He has a clouded view of morality, operating under the strange notion that, somehow, under his leadership, the whole world would “magically” see an age of peace and prosperity (despite referring to his own actions as evil quite frequently). And most prominently, he thinks extremely highly of himself, if all the monuments of his visage didn’t make it clear enough.

I am genius. I am great. I am brillant. I am smart. I am wise. I am an emperor.

It’s not fully known what led to this sort of behavior, but some guesses can be made. Ivo, in his own recount, did not receive much attention from his family after the passing of his cousin Maria, whose death was covered up as an accident aboard the Space Colony ARK.

He resents her for this as, in his words, she received “all that love” that he deemed rightfully his, as he was actually alive ("Right! There!"). It’s also told that Ivo regarded his late grandfather, Professor Gerald, as his “true hero.” The young Eggman was inspired by him to become the scientist he grew to be and "do good for humanity," just as his grandfather before him. Despite how greatly their methodology differs, Eggman still seemed to think he was following Gerald’s footsteps, this being especially apparent when he learns about Gerald's final moments.

Translation by @browniestash!

In Eggman's mind, Gerald was a hero, one whose research did naught but benefit humanity. But, then and there, what he saw instead was a grieving, vengeful man with the dying wish to destroy the world that wronged him, moments before his execution. Despite this provoking him to briefly question his whole goal, it did little to halt the doctor’s conquest in the grand scheme of things. In fact, nothing seems to be able to crush Eggman’s spirit, as no matter how many defeats he faces, the doctor will always come back and ready to try taking over the world again.

Need to control

Seeing as he surrounds himself with robots programmed to answer to his every command, it’s no surprise that Eggman is something of a control freak. To maintain a position of power upon others, Eggman will employ all levels of manipulation and deceit to ensure his will is carried out, and seems to struggle to think of others as anything more than pawns to his plans. And he will not hesitate to discard his tools once they stop being of use to him.

This is in harsh contrast to Sonic, a free-spirited hedgehog who stands against opression and inspires others to live out their authentic selves. Perhaps Sonic being this untameable entity is one of the many reasons that leads Eggman to hate him as much as he does, even if there is a mutual sort of respect the two share. Because it has been shown time and time again what he does with those he does not respect.

Despite all this, this manipulation does seem to have a limit, most notably during the ending of Shadow the Hedgehog, where he admits to Shadow that he lied about having built him, given that there was a big chance that would be their last interaction. Somewhere, deep within his heart, Eggman felt some form of remorse or guilt over misleading Shadow and messing with his sense of identity, so much so that he needed to tell the truth even if it meant losing a pontential pawn for his future schemes. It seems it takes mankind being entirely controlled by an alien overlord to get that out of him. This more human side of Eggman’s is also further explored in Sonic Frontiers with Sage and the doctor coming to see her as family. Overall, the theme seems to be that hiding beneath all the narcissism and basic disregard for others lies something resembling some form of a decent human being.

Conclusion

And that's Eggman. An incredibly intelligent, incredibly immature, manipulative egomaniac who loves being in control and thinks that he and he alone could singlehandedly run the entire world with his wisdom better than anyone else. As a note to end on, it'd be wrong not to link an analysis by Voiced By Mandy that discusses the relationship Eggman and Shadow have, which I can't recommend it enough.

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Cloud Sea, Witched at Birth and The Ravenscroft Legacy pretty plz 🥺

In regards to this post

Ooo, double asks for Cloud Sea. In that case, I'll spill some extra deets about it! In the previous ask I described it as a post-magic industrial setting, so I'll explain that a bit more. The world, which is named L'angruz, has experienced several major epochs in its history that reshaped the world in various ways--literally, as the world used to be one whole planet before it was broken up into hundreds of small chunks that became the sky islands of today. Before this incident, known as the Fracture, the ability to use magic was widespread and commonplace; post-Fracture, the use of magic has all but vanished from the people of L'angruz save for an exceptionally rare handful of people born with an innate talent for it. In the place of magic, civilization discovered resonators, crystals of varying size and color buried underground. Resonators are brimming with magical energy with each color attuned to a different element, and harnessing that energy allows for myriad applications. The study and development of resonators and their associated inventions is known as archanics and has yielded a number of major revolutions--a form of electric lighting, locomotion, long-range communicators, and even a rudimentary form of robotics. I really wish I had a solid story to go with all this worldbuilding, but I've never been able to nail down a solid outline for anything. In the meantime, I've been doing the next best thing by tinkering with a homebrew TTRPG system.

Witched at Birth is a fun one, it was my attempt at trying to make a musical. The premise was pretty straightforward: it follows two families, one a normal human family and the other a family of monsters who live in a haunted house. Both families end up having a child on the same day, and in the confusion at the hospital their babies end up getting switched at birth. So the two main characters are Suzy, a monster girl being raised by a snooty (yet loving!) human family, and Ingrid, a human girl being raised by a dysfunctional (yet loving!) family of monsters. The story follows pretty basic beats from there--both girls feel out of place in their respective worlds but try their best to fit in, they end up meeting and become friends, the truth about what happened when they were born is revealed, there's friction, there's conflict, but ultimately both end up accepting themselves for who they are and welcomed by their families with open arms. Not really a story that reinvented any wheels, I just wanted to try my hand at songwriting (it didn't go far).

The Ravenscroft Legacy is interesting because it's a pretty half-baked story, but it's founded on a premise that I still really want to do something with someday. When I was little I would watch my mom wrap presents for Christmas and she'd always tie them with a ribbon and then curl the ribbons with scissors, and I wished I could do that to. And this memory gave me the idea of a world where, when somebody dies, they can literally pass on their own skills and abilities to someone else; like, a mother can promise her child to pass on her secret recipe to them when she dies, and then when she does the child actually gains the ability to make that recipe because their mother chose to leave it to them. The Ravenscroft Legacy would follow an orphan girl who adopted by an elderly woman named Lady Ravenscroft who lives alone in a big mansion, and learns that this sweet old lady is actually the latest in a long line of master thieves whose history stretches back centuries. As she nears the end of her life, Lady R is seeking a successor, and the protagonist has been chosen as a candidate and has to endure all kinds of training and tests to ensure she is worthy to inherit the centuries of thieving skills that Lady R has to pass on when she dies. The main antagonist would be Lady R's former protege who was deemed unworthy due to his evil nature (the thieves in this story are, of course, honorable gentleman thieves who steal from the corrupt and wealthy). Despite being left for dead, the former protege survived and now returns years later to take his revenge. When he inevitably clashes with the heroine it would be a whole thing about them using the same skills, but the heroine had them literally handed to her because she was chosen while the villain had to learn them all the hard way on his own. Never really was sure where to go with it, but I still like the whole inheritance idea.