#flint and steel is incredible

[espiepuffs]

Hi! I was wondering if you could do Ortega/Kieran × "Delinquent" GN! Reader? (Delinquent with a heart of gold) 🫶

Heart of gold ♡

Pairing: Kieran x GN! Reader, Ortega x GN! Reader

Notes: Hello anon! Thank you for requesting and sorry it took so long to write up! I had so many different ideas in mind but I couldn’t figure out how to write it just the way I wanted. Nevertheless, this was a super fun idea and I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it!

Kieran

Your and Kieran’s relationship could be perfectly described as a dog owner straining to hold its feisty dog.

And Kieran’s friends (and sister) were surprised. Out of everyone Kieran could’ve possibly gotten with, you?!

See, you were infamous over at BB Academy for your violent and reckless behaviour, causing trouble for both teachers and students alike with the amount of fights you’d take part in.

But Kieran doesn’t mind that a bit! He’ll try prevent you from picking fights with people, but that can only do so much :’)

He actually looks up to you in a way, he admires you for your confidence and bravery.

Carmine was incredibly wary of you at first and would do just about anything and everything to make sure you wouldn’t harm Kieran.

She was proven wrong in so many ways though!

You were always so sweet and attentive, checking up on him and making sure he wasn’t overworking himself.

Compared to how you’d yell at others in the hallways, your voice was uncharacteristically soft spoken around him.

You’d always share your snacks with him, sometimes even bringing him food you’d made to share!

He was so much happier than before, and his eye-bags were close to non-existent at that point! Give yourself a pat on the back, you’ve done incredibly well.

(And earned Carmine’s trust, that’s even harder to do!)

He tends to be the one to patch you up after fights if you do get injured at all!

He tries to make sure you attend classes more often, if you don’t he’s disappointed.

“S/o, you need to attend classes more, otherwise you won’t learn anything and you’ll get held back like Drayton >:(”

There was a time that some students were talking bad about Kieran, picking on him for how he’d acted while he was champion.

Of course he knew that how he’d behaved wasn’t okay in the slightest, but he really was trying to change :c

When you’re with him next, you notice how downcast he is. After getting him to tell you what happened, you managed to track down and have a ‘friendly chat’ with said students!

Next thing you know, they’re profusely apologising to him the next day, and they stay out of his hair from then on.

(He isn’t completely dumb, he knows you had something to do with it, but he didn’t say anything about it, since it did benefit him in the end.)

The school also takes note of the fact that you’re involved in less fights, and you attend classes more often now!

Kieran has as much of a positive impact on you as you do on him <3

Ortega

I think that you and Ortega would go way back, even before the creation of team star. The two of you were childhood friends.

You and Ortega would be bullied by others, however you would always snap back.

Being insulted by Ortega would definitely sting, but you know what would hurt more? One of your punches <33

When you were young, your personality was hot headed and confrontational, whilst being compassionate and standing up for what you believed in.

You were incredibly good at fighting, and you’d cause a ruckus for anyone that’d do wrong.

Vandalism, violence and threats were things you weren’t afraid to do if people had decided to bully.

You’d only go so far however, knowing that two wrongs don’t make a right, to a certain extent.

You two were each other’s flint and steel, you needed each other to make sparks.

(So The rest of team star was not surprised in the slightest when you two started dating!)

It’s also no surprise that you yourself are in team star. The group aren’t really a bunch of delinquents like you may be, they’re more misunderstood.

But any companion (or partner) of Ortega’s is an immediate friend of theirs!

Also, you can pretty much skip school whenever, it’s pretty much a load off your back and you don’t have to deal with bullies at school-

(Not that there really are any left there anyways…)

Moving onto the present, seeing the two of you interact is the biggest sort of visual whiplash there is.

Ortega is known for his snide remarks, and you’re just the walking and talking form of chaos, so seeing the two of you together so calm is incredibly uncanny.

The two of you walking hand in hand, smiling and talking about fairy types could make anyone pull a double take!

With you, the boy feels very protected, it’s as if you’ve cast an aromatic mist over him!

Sometimes, Ortega does worry about your violent tendencies getting out of hand, and does try to make sure you reel it in just a tad bit, just to keep yourself out of trouble!

You would bring a lot of comfort to Ortega. He finds you to be quite a soothing person, always open to listening to what he has to say.

You don’t care about the same things people would nitpick and bully him for, you would always stand up for him in those situations, even if it meant you getting in trouble.

Over the years, the two have you have been super supportive of each other.

He’s happy that he’s the one that gets to be on the receiving end of your kindness!

The two of you are just absolutely perfect for each other- that’s one thing any and everyone in team star can agree on.

Even if you’re a violent troublemaker, and Ortega is a snarky and snappy guy, the two of you bring the best out of each other, and that’s as plain as day!

[punch-love]

Could you give us some of your fic recs as well? 🙏🏼

I've been waiting for this ask. * is for all time favorites.

Classics/Required Reading:

Between Apollo and Arachne. / He is Soundless From Afar. / Blood Sickness. by elastic honey (infernoconcealed)

I got into this fandom specifically because of this author. I think all of their work is incredible but, these three are my favorites and also the first bookmarks I ever made. I like the ways they explore their dynamic, and they often explore darker scenarios between the two of them with a lot of heart and nuance.

How To Get Physical by Wilt

I like their writing as much as I like their art, but this one in particular is a consistent re-read for me. It's a trans Peter written by a clearly trans writer, and it's soft and kind and good-hearted in a way that really, really sells the history between them.

Up to the Sun (Full Speed Ahead, Mr. Parker) by SleepsWithCoyotes

The first AU I really enjoyed and also one of the best. Eldritch horror Wade that goes from a massive tentacle creature to an off-putting mercenary that gets attached to Spider-Man. It's great. The whole verse is great.

for the wrong reasons by orphan_account

This is one of my favorite Wade character studies of all time. He gets hit with a truth serum and ends up at Peter's apartment. It's sad and complicated and perfect, and I've read it more than a few times.

gunpowder and firewood / steel and flint * by periodically_puzzled

This is forever one of my favorites. It's the best first-person POV in the fandom hands down and is just so fucking good. It's got everything, idenity porn, grindr, complicated explorations of emotional manipulation, bromance, and it's so very funny.

Snake Oil by BunsofHoney

This was so good that my writing group chat temporarily re-named our chat after it. Peter is a preacher and Wade is a possessed snake oil salesman. It's very good, and also you will learn something about the 20s as it is immensely well researched.

Blazed (Smoking Weed is Gay) * by GreendaleHumanBeing

This is one of my all-time favorites. Peter is coping with his midlife crisis by being a huge stoner, and Wade has mellowed out and joins him for long smoke sessions. It's very slice of life, intimate, slow burn friends to lovers. It's one of those reads that just feels really, really good and relatable.

Paradise (spread out with a butter knife) by Sarah_Sandwich

A soulmate/slice of life work that really will make you feel something profound by the end of it. I read this one at four in the morning and didn't sleep until I was finished with it. It made me feel something big.

Dog Years by androgynousdouche

This is the only unfinished work on this list but man, is it a hidden treasure. They really build a foundation for the relationship and the intimacy between these two is so....it's really good. I wish it was finished, but even though it's not, I still think it's worth the read.

Porn:

Tip of the Tongue * by TimidTurnip

I think this is probably the work I go back and re-read the most. It's got everything. Peter Parker's insane oral fixation, his inability to come to terms with his own bi-sexuality, homies who are mean to each other dynamics, and worship based blow jobs. It's great. You should read it.

i could show you and stop (don't stop) by jilliancares

I think this is probably two of the most infamous smut works in the fandom but they both really, really deserve the hype. The first is the eating out fic of all time specifically for me but also for a lot of other people and the second is my favorite situational porn.

Meeting Minutes */ Pitter Patter by WhoopsOK

These are hands down the best watersports fics in the entire fandom. I've read the entire tag, I would know. The first has Peter being hit by a truth serum and telling his fantasies to Wade who intentionally does not sleep with him, and it's hot and good dynamic wise. The second is just a very hot scenario where Peter pisses in Wade's mouth while he works behind the counter. Great stuff.

a luxury few can afford by three-fingered (calciseptine)

I love the way this author writes them so much. It's fun and fresh and so good at building up some good old-fashioned tension. It also has some great character study moments inbetween blow jobs (my beloved)

Fucked Up Shit:

she's not going to die today / Songs for the Zombie Apocalypse / Need You Like A Gun To The Head * by (zerospoons_onlyknives)oprime

I also consider these classics/required reading but they are all very dark and go places that fans of the classic dynamic might be surprised by. SNGTDT is the best and darkest soulmate AU you'll ever read. SftZA is not only an incredible zombie AU but also one of my personal favorite pieces of zombie fiction period. NYLaGttH is one of my favorite smut fics of all time and one I often re-read (the title should be taken literally)

twisted, baby by jilliancares

The Peter "adrenaline kink" Parker work. It's dubious and intimate and exhilarating in a way that never gets old.

tap out whenever by periodically_puzzled

also known as "the fic that triggers me so bad that I've never commented on it despite reading it eight times" this is like. One of the darkest works in the fandom, hands down and if you can relate at all with the content, will put you in some sort of headspace. It's excellent. It's horrifying.

Because You're Mine *- WaterMe

I absolutely love this one. It's a sex-pollen turned non-con work that is very dark (mind the tags) but if you want to go there, this is the place to go. I always come back to it and find something new to appreciate. Also the only second person work I've ever enjoyed/felt affected by in the way I think second person is supposed to do. (honorary mention by this author: their Arbor day fic)

Sinking by coveryourheads

This one is hard to describe, but if you're interested in some really nuanced work on sexuality, this one will sit with you for a while. Peter and Wade are in an intense D/s relationship that is both abstract and personal in ways I've never really read about before.

[whosthere54]

Hiiii I have some food for you guys 🥞🥞🍓🍓

Also I have a old thing I wrote about Icarus so you can have that too, not really happy with it but I like the concept :)

(This was in my notes app)

-=+=-

Basically, I read I know that I lost you [one or two forevers ago] by liminalAugustus and saw a quote and really thought about it.

“I have a brother again. His name is Rae.”

What if Icarus wrote a letter to themself to remember after he found out Rae was his brother?

———

They stared at the cover of their notebook as if it had wronged them. They glared at the intricate purple and yellow design, at the pair of golden wings depicted in the center.

They opened it up again to reread over the letter they had written, starting to pace once again.

╔════ ❀•°❀°•❀ ════╗

[The letter looked like it was written hastily. There are also some spots of blood staining the pages, as well as some dried evidence of tears. The first time they said their name is what looks to be “glitched” with many different colors obscuring the ink only in that spot.]

To whoever find this,

My name is Ì̸̳͙̳̇c̸͇̽a̵̭̕r̴̙̒͛̚ù̷̖͘͝s̶̼͓̔͒ and I wrote this book to remind

me of things before, to see if I can remember again. If you are not me who finds this, please try to find me. I don’t know how much I’ll remember, but I may possibly go by the name “Sherbert”. You will be able to tell it’s me from the yellow and purple wings and jacket I wear.

To myself,

I don’t want to make this too long just in case pages glitch out like before.

Your name is I̸c̸a̷r̶u̶s̷ Morningstar, you are the child of Fable and Isla Morningstar.

You have a brother again. His name is Rae.

He loves science and research, his favorite flower is a blue orchid the same as yours. He is so selfless and kind and nothing like you but treats himself like you do all the same. You need to make sure he knows nothing bad that happened is his fault, it isn’t. You need to make sure he knows that he is loved, and that he can ask for help and doesn’t have to know everything. He will have his boyfriends, but he doesn’t always think of going to them first. Make sure he knows that he can, and should. Make sure he knows you care about him, and make sure he knows that you are so incredibly sorry for everything. You were a horrible brother, but you are trying to be a better one.

Athena is your cousin. They care too much about others and don’t worry enough about herself, make sure He’s aright. She will have Jamie and Rae, don’t push yourself too much into his life. Remember what happened last time.

You love them. Don’t let yourself hurt them again.

You are not alone, you have friends now.

Centross is your best friend, though we haven’t told him. (Don’t want to boost his ego too much now do we.) He is happy now, don’t ruin it for him and bring up things that should be left in the past.

Wolf is your friend.

Ocie and Momboo are your friends.

Jamie and Easton are your friends.

Caspian and Aax are your friends.

Seven is your friend.

Ven is… complicated, but he doesn’t deserve to be alone. Make sure he is okay.

I don’t know if Will will be there, and even if he is, he will go his own direction. Don’t forget him.

Remember Haley. You killed her, she didn’t deserve that. Don’t disrespect her death by letting her go forgotten.

Remember Chaos. You didn’t know them that well, and they didn’t trust you, but she does not deserve to be forgotten.

Remember what you have done before, you do not deserve the forgiveness that these people have given you. Don’t forget them. You love them, and I think they love you too.

If the portal fails… I can only hope you find this in the next reset.

You are not alone.

You are not alone.

You are not alone.

From yourself,

- Icarus Morningstar

╚════ ❀•°❀°•❀ ════╝

Icarus rips the pages out of the book and folds them up, sealing it with golden wax and a blue orchid. With shaking hands they pull out their flint and steel, and head outside their house. They look up to the sky and breathe for a moment.

They just let themselves feel. They feel the wind tousle their hair, the sun against their face. This may be the last time they feel this until the next reset. They turn back towards their house and look at it with a small smile.

They set a piece of the ground alight, just looking at the burning flame for a moment before throwing their letter in. They watch it burn and disappear, and put out the flame.

Hopefully it wouldn’t be needed, but even then…

It would be nice to remember they aren’t alone.

-=+=-

Yeah so there’s that. I had thoughts.

Anyways go read “I know that I lost you [one or two forevers ago]” by liminalAugustus it’s a longish one chapter hero AU fic and I enjoyed it a lot.

Remember to get some food and drink some water and take any meds you need to. You are loved <3

[rock-swag-tournament]

Rock Swag Tournament Round 1: Igneous Rocks Part 12

So many of your here may know of obsidian. I haven't a clue why.

For those of you unfamiliar, obsidian is a form of volcanic glass, but it is not the only one! Tachylite is obsidian's much less well-known sibling.

Now, I'm going to go against everything I talked about in earlier posts, because while obsidian is black (or sometimes a reddish-brown) it is FELSIC! That babey has very few of those dark mafic minerals, but the little bit of iron and magnesium combined with the quick cooling (and therefore lack of individual crystals) gives obsidian this dark color.

Tachylite on the other hand is mafic! It, like obsidian is a volcanic glass that cools very quickly and lacks mineral grains, but it does contain all those dark mafic minerals at the top of Bowen's Reaction Series.

Also, I wanted to take the time to correct a small misconception in that post about obsidian weaponry. And I'm not here to spoil the fun, don't worry. I do adore that post and it makes me laugh whenever I see it. This is instead, a bit of an archaeology lesson. More under the cut.

While the geologist in question argues that an obsidian knife would make a poor weapon because it volcanic glass, I am here to say that obsidian was actually frequently used for weaponry and tools (and that ended up being a very good thing for archaeologists)!

Now, I will admit that these obsidian artifacts are often on a smaller scale: things like arrowheads and small blades and not long knives. One form of weaponry, the macuahuitl, was made by embedding small obsidian blades into a club!

The reason obsidian is actually an effective weapon is because it is easy to work with and very sharp. While it is certainly more prone to breakage than metal when banged against hard objects, it makes for an extremely sharp and effective blade when used for slicing, rather than to cause blunt force trauma. In fact, a freshly broken piece of obsidian can be sharper than a steel blade. So it certainly isn't out of the question to make an use an obsidian knife. You just might have to be a bit more careful when swinging it around near hard surfaces.

I should also note that these artifacts were made through a process called knapping, wherein someone strategically chips away at a piece of material (often flint, obsidian, or some other material that has conchoidal fracture, or fractures in a way that shows concentric lines similar to growth lines on a shell) to form a shaped tool, weapon, blade, etc.

Here's an obsidian arrowhead. It has been shaped to have notches where it could be affixed to the shaft of an arrow, a pointed tip, and sharp, thin edges that would cut through the hide of the creature being hunted.

So, obsidian was used for tools and weapons that necessitated slicing more than banging. And an obsidian sword probably wouldn't be very effective. If you bang it against the stone battlement by accident, it'll break. And I could believe that the force needed to stab someone clean through with a sword would cause an obsidian blade to break. I haven't tested this theory. But when used as a small cutting blade affixed to something like a club or an arrow, its pretty effective! If they weren't effective, people wouldn't have used them so much throughout history.

And that brings me to why obsidian artifacts are so important for archaeology! Volcanoes have their own unique geochemical signatures, which means we can trace pieces of obsidian back to the volcano from which it erupted.

This is incredibly helpful for archaeologists who want to learn about things like trade and travel between ancient peoples. If you find an obsidian arrowhead a thousand miles from the volcano from which that obsidian came, you know that a person had to travel a thousand miles to move that piece of obsidian. Volcanic rocks don't really move a thousand miles from their source without a little human intervention. A real person at some point in time had to help that rock out! It's endlessly fascinating, that least to me.

Anyway, if this rant proves anything, it is that I, too, would be prone to getting hit by a baseball bat while I rant about obsidian blades in a somewhat more archaeologically-informed way!

[syringesyrup]

can you write some swissdew where swisstopher is being a dickhead to dew and he kinda hurts his feelings and swiss feels really bad after and comforts him :(

tysm syringe we <3 u!

yes i can….

Swiss has always been the one that can make Dew burst into flames so easily. If Dew is the flint, Swiss is most definitely the steel. He pushes and prods and aggravates Dew like it’s his job. He’s a master at it too. He knows just where to poke Dew and how to prod. It’s incredibly infuriating but never bad enough to the point where Dew can’t fight back. He has his own ways of getting a rise out of Swiss. They’re equally arrogant and short tempered, Dew just has no sense of self control when it comes to his emotions.

It’s odd when Swiss finally breaks through Dew’s shell. It’s a simple insult, something about his eyes that sends Dew over the edge. Their argument comes to a sudden halt as Dew falls quiet, something so rare for the fire ghoul to do. Swiss picks up on it immediately and instead of not being an asshole, he decides to keep going.

“Awww!” Swiss coos. “Sensitive about that, are you?” He teases, grinning wide and flashy. Dew avoids looking at it. He can hear the malice in Swiss’ tone, laced with venom and something darker than Dew can’t digest.

Swiss goes to push further until Dew flinches away from him and turns away, letting his bangs fall over his face as he stands up and away from the multi ghoul.

“Fuck off.” Is all Dew growls before he leaves.

He knows he should cut his bangs. They’re itchy against his eyelashes and get caught in everything but he can’t bring himself to do it. He doesn’t even want to look himself in the eyes anymore. Cirrus offers to trim them for him, but he refuses. He tries to waver her concern by telling her he wants to grow his hair out again but he can sense her doubt. It’s always impossible to lie to Cirrus.

Aether has noticed it too, obviously. Last time Dew let his hair grow out like this was during a rough time of his life. He was ashamed of his eyes. He hated the way they weren’t both blue and bright anymore. He looks mismatched with them, like they don’t belong to him. One is dull and pale blue, if you could even call it blue anymore. The other is a deep red and swirling orange around his pupil like a forest fire trapped inside of him.

He lets his bangs fall back over his eyes. He doesn’t feel like letting anyone see them anymore. Not again.

Swiss, of course, notices. He makes a comment about Dew looking like an edgy teenager before Dew simply ignores him. He’s not in the mood to fight right now. He doesn’t even want to talk about his hair or his eyes. His whole goal is to avoid that topic.

“Hey.” Swiss says louder, capturing his attention. “Cut your fucking bangs.”

Dew flicks his tail at him. Swiss growls a bit low in his throat before he stands up, grabbing Dew by the arm. Dew jolts away from him in an attempt to escape before Swiss’ hands are on his face, shoving his hair out of his eyes. Dew tries to yank himself away from Swiss, but it’s futile. Swiss’ hands are far too strong and hold Dew in place like he belongs in them.

“C’mon.” Swiss whines. “I miss your eyes.”

Dew stills. He glares up at Swiss, seeing him clearly for the first time in a while. “You called them odd.”

“Odd doesn’t mean bad, Dew.” Swiss tuts. “Look at me.” He instructs, tilting Dew’s chin up to force eye contact. He rubs a thumb along Dew’s bottom lip, pressing into the soft skin ever so slightly. Dew’s eyes widen as Swiss squints down at him before his eyes flicker. They spark for a second before settling into a mismatched pair. Blue and red, just like Dew’s.

“See?” Swiss smiles. “Pretty, yeah?”

“Mhmm.” Dew mumbles as he stares up at Swiss. They look nice on Swiss. Everything does. He still can’t find it in himself to wash away the shame that he’s felt these past few weeks.

“Alright.” Swiss sighs. “I’m sorry.” He turns his (or rather Dew’s) eyes away and clears his throat. “I like your eyes. They’re cool.” His face flushes as he speaks, sending an arrow through Dew’s heart.

“Nothing cool about them.” Dew mumbles before Swiss squeezes his face. Swiss shushes him before leaning closer to his face with a soft smile.

“That’s what you think, baby.” Swiss grins as he watches Dew’s face scrunch at the pet name before he leans forward and places a kiss under Dew’s eye. “Don’t worry, I’ll change your mind.”

If anyone could, it’s Swiss.

[becca4leafclover]

IM STUPID I FIGURED OUT WHATS BOTHERING ME ABOUT A MINECRAFT MOVIE

IT NEEDS TO BE A MINECRAFT TV SHOW!

the problem with it being a Minecraft Movie is that movies are a lot more widespread and generalized. There's too much of an audience that will watch the Minecraft Movie, and they're going to be incredibly critical of it because of the way Minecraft works being rather odd to people who dont know it (and there's probably a LOT of people who don't know it, because while Minecraft is the #1 sold game of all time, it's also still a game most people over 30 don't know because its out of their generations.)

If they make a "realistic" Minecraft Movie, they're going to lose their actual playerbase though, because we want Block Game! Yes Jason Mamoa looks like Steve but I think players would riot if there was a live-action Minecraft Movie. But if they make it blocky animation or something, that's too stylized to realistically appeal to the greater audience. Disney 3D animation is one thing, the people and world and items all being made of cubes I think is too much of a stretch.

There's also the method of storytelling- Minecraft, as a game, has no plot. THAT'S THE ENTIRE SELLING POINT OF THE GAME! Any stories told within Minecraft are usually made with interpretations of the player, and often use ideas or mechanics not in the vanilla game (whether that is characters, builds, mods, or just the story itself not following the rules of the game)

And with this I think of Minecraft: Story Mode. Because that game literally was an early prototype of how this can all go.

Now don't get me wrong, I love MCSM! It's what got me into fandom in the first place and everything has gone downhill from there /lh. But the fact is, that 1. the storytelling was, well not the greatest, and 2. it's major plots all revolved with things that are straight up impossible in vanilla Minecraft. (The Witherstorm still is one of the coolest forces of destruction I've ever seen, but imagine THAT being summonable in the Block Game without mods? no way.) Not to mention the portal halls and world hopping, the specially enchanted flint and steel? Or don't get me started on what MCSM S2 was- if there's too much straying from the base game, the nicher the mechanics and genre get, and the more and more portions of the Minecraft playerbase you lose.

So whoever is producing this Minecraft Movie, kind of has to choose which audience they're going to cater to and which they're going to lose: the general greater movie-watching audience, who are probably only willing to tolerate a more "realistic" movie style or typical storytelling experience, or actual Minecraft fans in the blocky format and the general weirdness of telling a story in Minecraft.

BUT!

A Minecraft TV Show can EASILY solve this conflict of genre!

MINECRAFT YOUTUBE AND MINECRAFT ROLEPLAY LITERALLY ALREADY EXIST!

These are wildly successful! When I'm describing Starlighter I literally tell people I help to make a TV show in Minecraft! This is not new! (The entire reason I got thinking about this was a photo of a fan meeting Aphmau, MumboJumbo, Valkrae, and a few more MCYTs I don't remember, in New Zealand where supposedly the Minecraft Movie is being filmed).

Making an official Minecraft TV Show, whether its on Netlfix or Cartoon Network or something else, narrows down the audience they're having to appeal to to an audience that ALREADY ENJOYS NICHE AND STYLIZED THINGS! Cause this can just be treated as a cartoon! I think of Tangled: The Series or the Big Hero 6 TV show that have their big original original format where the characters are introduced have their serious story, but these cartoons are allowed to be more stylized and silly (and yes ofc they have their serious plot but it's not the same as the formality of their full movies) or even The Owl House that had a darker, more grotesque (not in a bad way) style, but was still wildly successful because the audience for it was already prepared for weird new styles and worlds and don't mind (in fact I think a lot PREFER) unique storytelling styles like what Minecraft kind of needs!

I dont know where I'm going with this I just finally cracked the code of why I can't bring myself to be excited about the Minecraft Movie when I think it's going to be doomed, and it's because it's in the wrong format for what it needs. I can't believe they're reinventing the wheel with this JUST MAKE IT AN ANIMATED TV SHOW MCYT IS LITERALLY RIGHT THERE...

[theminecraftbee]

[image ID: my current hctcg deck, a mono-redstone deck. it contains 3x rare etho, 3x rare xisuma, 3x common mumbo, 3x iron armor, 1x netherite armor, 2x chest, 1x clock, 1x fishing rod, 3x flint & steel, 3x lead, 3x TNT, 3x double redstone, 13x redstone. /end ID]

incredible how even on hctcg, RED DECK WINS BABY!

[onebraincell-itmiebcraft]

Liveblogging real life part 2: Joel (it's been 12 13 days) (already watched)

Okay so maybe we'll do the liveblog-every-five-minutes-unless-something-crazy thing also idk if I should link this up to my intro post (idk how) or reblogged my og one with this oh well we'll figure it out why am I eating AGAIN doing this

I got inspired after rewatching secret life my beloved for the umpteenth time :P

Okay ep. 1/finale is hilarious and new "series" 😭

Joel why did you point out the cursor I can't take my eyes away

First batch

Joel jumping then immediately keeling over in nausea:

Idk how to respond to that but it struck a chord within me, how true

BigB wholesome waving but it also looks like his arm is BENT I can't get over VR arms man 😭

Punching BigB because he's so tall is so real tbh + love the smash cut to Gem being salty

Headpatting + baby-ish voice "little gem/Ren/skizz" what a gentleman makes me think of the try not to cry challenge or Jimmy's crazy christmas series where he says Joel is a crybaby and Gem says he's a romance guy in a mental gymnastics train of thought

Grian throwing his head back from the outside?! Cryptid behaviour

The real life vids don't make me motion sick but Joel making retching and vomiting sounds does NOT help it makes me sick by proxy or something I hate being disoriented and nauseous too buddy

There's probably a video out there of someone comparing regular mc to vr because vr just hits different like proportions wise

Joel noises

Love this Joel-Gem duo already idk how to describe it just fun

Also Joel having to process out loud he won't throw up on Gem I remember playing Richie's plank experience or whatever years and years ago shit was REAL

Joel's inventory becoming disorganized with things that can be stacked together :(

Hey what gem said kinda reminds me of what grian said :D at the end of his episode awful :DD

Poor Joel he's battling his height complex alongside his motion sickness (rip bozo poor little meow meow)

I think almost everybody had the problem of facing the wall dude, it's okay it's very silly

Water foreshadowing (he will swim with his future gang and become incredibly sick)

Geminislay that pig

Wait till Joel learns about lying down‼️‼️

JOEL STOP MAKING NAUSEOUS SOUNDS I'M GONNA FROW UP 👹

"...Falling in powdered snow" kinda reminds me of this short story I read in grade 9 English class "The Bamboo Trap" protag fell in The Bamboo Trap™ and got bitten by big ass spiders or something the idiot, also I think got published in the same anthology as the most dangerous game 👊

Joel admits to weakness

Weird ass snow, someone built this or something?

Joel with his arms out looks so silly, so does gem

Oh gem how graceful with the figure skating history 👊👊👊✌️👉✌️✌️🤜🤛🤛🤜🙏

Lol they learn about the wrist chat

Second batch

Jimmy, oh iconic Timmy

Shield (why did I write this again?)

Bi shoes, love seeing gem's skin wearing the bi shoes I forget about it every once in a while and when I see it again it's a pleasant surprise

Vr players learn to pvp

When you use the shield to block in first person it looks kinda stupid dude

Campsite vibes tbh, I really like it.

Bee spotted 🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝 what is it doing

Shaky controller cursor over top chest plate I feel you

Falling irl indeed (recursive mention about plank)

LOUD holy moly Joel is loud (not negative)

Healf being something people can't look at at all times is actually a kinda funny mechanic

Smajor friendship aww when will they team up (did I forget about a series)

The poor beg for bread, we live in a society ✊😔

Grian killing??? Since when??? (Sarcastic)

Batch three

Peace and love is why they haven't died yet 😘

Arms again! Weird looking things

Hand gesture reminds me of that one diamond scar short with etho's greedy "I want the diamond" voice

Flint and steel? Weird looking thing

Omg red club looks like bugs, the way the trio gossips about them ♥️

Right no out messages...

Can't believe the most motion sick man gets in the water not once but TWICE this ep

Does he know

Where did the horse thing come from

Can't remember if I mentioned this but when the sword swings without critting in VR it looks so silly it pokes

A bugs life: the sequel

Club: deadly euphemism

Sword 😐

Something about jimmy doesn't get burnt...

Why is Jimmy jiggles the only one with a wooden sword???

Strong words from a man on the verge of mania 👀

Lol knowing impulse breaks the ground under Joel big brain man going for the kill

Something about the disappointed way Joel says "scar!" And scar stabbing him in the first caused this

Tim is so British he says "get in" so much

Joel, again exasperated, cries out "where's all my stuff?!"

Funny Minecraft men, my favourite funny Minecraft men

My god seeing from Joel's perspective his second death is from zombie

I think Joel was about to saying bluming + the cover behind house + the constant begging for his stuff back + violence as an answer (he hits men)

4

Oh scar up to no good again

JOEL GETS IN THE WATER AGAIN!!! MOTION SICKNESS WIN!

Joel and scar just did mitosis stop being scared of biology 🙄

What was Mr solidaritygaming doing in that hill and said yes to did he finally get iron?

Aw the silly arm motion I love greeting people with spirit fingers reminds me of that

GOON SQUAD?! (neuron activated)

Famous moment

Oh more famous moment here comes the smallidarity kiss

Love Tim's body language once again the sharp smooth head turn to grian he's like a cartoon character

(what grian mean they are suited and booted he cut this part out I don't remember the other povs 😢)

Leave it to solidaritygaming himself to be the most homoerotic straight man there is of course + Joel is still patting him on the head? + Timsel being cringefail needing to jump multiple times on ONE BLOCK + Joel did NOT need to lean that much he looks like he's powered by springs + Jim's arms always being so tight together. Makes him. Look like. An old granny??? + Joel IMMEDIATELY checking his wrist afterwards like it's a Tuesday and he's on break + homophobic GRIAN + impulse's dad delivery one liner

The more I watch smallidarity kiss the more bizarre and asinine it becomes to me 😀

When did Joel learn to button jump (he WAS mental for jumping irl irl)

Okay Joel cut out that canary comment why don't you 🙄🙄🙄

WHACK 💀 SHAKE YOUR HANDS REAL FAST 💀💀 JOEL SCREAM #3997 💀💀💀

Fond of Joel's cadence of saying "hello guys!" And "I'm coming in boys!" And "HAHA!" oddly musical

Okay aaaaaaand he dies worst ranking ever good for him the end

Idk if I should liveblog scar next or watch Ren because I've already watched up to skizz + me 'ead 'urts oh well

[enpr-ss]

The world border, forced to record at the same time, and proximity mod rules are actually so good lol.

What an unfortunate looking starter house.

He gave scar the flint and steel…. Grian you are the source of all the chaos.

“A village wide trading hall would be great” - famous last words

Him leading that creeper and then scar getting exploded…. The beginning of the end.

“Put your clothes back on!”

I am with Grian in the sheer disbelief that Scar has somehow managed to scam people out of their enchanted armor and items.

He made the sandcastle in under one hour? Incredible. And the endermen security / insurance is genius.

Cleo scamming scar out of his stuff for pizza’s location is genius and hilarious.

SCAR DIED TO A RAVINE LOL. He died for nothing lol.

Scar using his red to intimidate everyone. Finally a series where scar dying first just makes him more powerful. Grian’s just trying to do damage control and it’s just not working. AND GRIAN’S FIRST BOW SHOT WAS AT SCAR WHO JUST TOOK HIS ARMOR OFF. THE NARRATIVE JUST WRITES ITSELF. but Grian’s just indulging him and enabling him.

“We’re going to give him back his enchanting table.”

“You are FULL OF IT!” -skizz

Bro somehow that trap worked. Scar played his part perfectly, grian messed up the trap but jimmy of course set it off.

And then they all went to laugh at jimmy’s red name.

Grian is so transparently using scar as an excuse for chaos and murder.

I also can’t believe they were the first and ONLY to get netherite. Why.

The crastle siege was just clown music the entire time. But hey etho! And hilariously that his traps never woke the first time.

Grian just carries two spare flint and steels because he knows scar.

Everyone in disbelief as scar tries to swindle his way with etho

It’s always pets on servers. They’re the true martyrs.

IT WAS GRIANS IDEA TO ARSON ETHOS CASTLE!!!! OH MY GOD.

Grian: there’s a 33% chance he’s going to die.

Ironic that Grian is the one who mined the most sand. He just wants his traps to work :(

How does he always find his way into shenanigans. How. He eavesdropped SUCCESSFULLY on impulse. The half heart clutch multiple times!

“I’m yet see these muscles do the work they’re supposed to”

Etho’s Mary poppins looks so dumb from Grian’s POV but it puts the fear into them.

Bdubs would do anything for a clock LOL

BIGB NOOO

how is scar somehow the ringmaster. How. And their inventories were full. Of course.

“We’re going to win 3rd life using slow falling arrows and potatoes”

Of course Scar will betray you over a piece of paper. And of course he’s willing to do a Ren for grian. And of course he’s going to drag it out by burning the renchanting banners and tables.

And grian just casually punches him into the cactus and takes like 2 punches at most.

The final duel at pizza’s grave, grian jumping off it…perfection

He got the most kills on the server too.

[more-better-words]

What's this? A kinda spicy thing? It's been a while!

A missing scene/addition to For the Duration - takes place after chapter 12

Trip returned to Endeavour from Vulcan thoughtful and sore. At least it was the good kind of sore, the kind that when his shoulders protested when he picked up his bag or when his abs ached when he bent over, he could remind himself he felt this way because he'd gotten to have a truly staggering amount of sex with the woman he loved more than anything in the galaxy.

And not the usual kind, either. This had been a special occasion.

He checked in briefly with Chen, but the real talk could wait until he was back on the clock. So he went back to his quarters to take a shower and unpack. He stiffly pulled off his shirt and looked at himself in the mirror. Bruises still encircled his wrists.

T'Pol had him pinned on the bed, her hands gripping his wrists. "My mate," she whispered, tears welling in her fever bright eyes. "Mine." The whisper became a growl, deep in her chest, and the sound sparked on something inside him, like flint on steel.

"Yes," he groaned. "God, T'Pol, yes." He was hers, he surrendered, she could do with him as she pleased, it was all he wanted, and he gazed up at her with desperate eyes, knowing that she knew.

She released his wrists, dragging her hands down his arms, over his shoulders, cupping his face between them. Her thumb brushed over his lips; he took it in his teeth, and she growled again.

He wouldn't be rolling up his sleeves in company for a few more days.

There were more finger marks on his shoulders and his biceps. Those weren't too out of the ordinary, actually, and he chuckled. It wasn't like rough sex had ever even really been his thing, necessarily, and honestly, sex with T'Pol wasn't rough - not in the traditional human understanding, anyway. It was just that she was physically strong, and sometimes, she couldn't help but leave marks.

In a way, he thought, those bruises and welts were a sign of her trust, that she felt safe enough to be vulnerable with him, to let herself go. She didn't feel like she had to hold herself back - she could just enjoy. She could just have fun. And she felt that safety with him. That was a hell of a thing. It was an honor, really.

And quite frankly, it was incredibly, ludicrously, brain-meltingly hot to know that he could get her to come like that. What were a few bruises in comparison to getting to see (getting to FEEL) her orgasm? She never seemed to believe him when he told her that. Maybe she would now.

Just above his hip bone, there was a blue-black bruise. He prodded at it, ever so gently.

She grabbed him, her hands at his waist, pulling him on top of her. But she wasn't paying any heed to where the edge of the couch was, and they rolled into the floor, oblivious of their destination. What mattered was he was still on top when they landed; his only thought was to that he needed be inside her again. He had to be - the alternative was unthinkable, unbearable. The only thing that could hurt them right now was distance between their bodies, even if they were only millimeters apart.

"More," she panted hoarsely. He nodded hard.

"More."

Because pon farr had been… Well, calling it 'intense' would be selling it short. It had been delirious, wild, uninhibited, and…free. He didn't know if it was the bleedover of their bond or if he'd just really gotten into the spirit of things, but he definitely hadn't bothered with higher thought in the middle of it all. His brain had taken a time out, and his body had belonged to her. They had belonged to each other, actually, in the most fundamental way possible. And it had been better than he could have possibly imagined.

He finished undressing, and as he turned for the shower, the sight of circular marks on the backs of his thighs, dark purple and red, caught the periphery of his vision. Where had those…?

"Harder," she gasped, the word both a demand and a plea. Her legs were tight around him, her heels digging into him as her hips bucked desperately, her breath ragged and hot in his ear -

Oh. Right.

He stood under the water, letting the heat loosen his sore muscles. He washed his hair and scrubbed down, but he'd have to be careful about his back, because -

Sweat stung the scratches on his back, but he didn't care. That faint discomfort was light years away; he was right on the edge, he was so close, he was crying out her name -

T'Pol had dressed those scratches before he left, looking at once proud and abashed. "You really left your mark this time," he'd said lightly, and her lips had twitched with good-humored embarrassment. "You always leave your mark," he'd added gently.

"As do you," she'd replied, taking his hand, kissing the inside of his bruised wrist. "Even if it is not visible."

He got out of the shower, toweling off his sore body before putting his wedding ring back on. He looked at it for a moment, turning it on his finger with his thumb. "My mate," he murmured to himself. Yeah, they left their mark on each other. And he wouldn't have it any other way.

[insecateur]

i just went thru a whole-ass journey in minecraft to try and find a warm ocean biome so i could (hopefully) brush suspicious sand for a sniffer egg and when i finally found one my plan was to put down a nether portal so i could then go back home faster (i had obsidian on me)

however

i had foolishly determined that i wouldn't be needing my diamond pickaxe bc i knew how to build a nether portal anyway

as i finally got to the warm ocean i realized i forgot to bring a flint and steel

when i reached land near the ocean i discovered there was a ruined portal AND a desert temple there

and then when i checked in the ruined portal's chest there was a flint and steel in there

what amazing luck, you must be thinking, incredible, too bad you didn't take your diamond pickaxe to just fix the ruined portal, but since you had obsidian and now a flint and steel you could just go through that right

well

unfortunately i am a fucking idiot and accidentally built my nether portal the wrong way (please know i have been playing this game since 2011) so now i'm stuck either going all the way back in my boat or caving to try and get diamonds so i can fix it

on the one hand the sheer self-disdain i felt when i stepped back and realized i built the portal horizontally was unlike anything i had felt in a long time, on the other hand this is kind of the most hilarious conclusion possible

[a-life-lived-outdoors]

Not sure what should go with you into the woods? Don't want to pack too much stuff and tire yourself out? An easy way to figure out what you do, and don't need is to think about how difficult it is to create that item in the bush.

Besides the fact you should always carry a first aid kit, alot of things can be crafted in the bush from the natural materials instead of brought with you. However, this can be incredibly time consuming, and the results are sometimes only marginal.

-Making a container is the biggest pain, so a metal water container should always go along.

-Making your own cordage is time consuming, the good stuff weighs almost nothing and packs easy.

-Making a cutting tool can be a difficult skill to aquire, and sometimes there just isn't a good rock present to break for a flint blade. I wouldn't travel in the woods without a good fixed blade. A saw is optional but it makes everything easier.

-A small tarp or poncho is great to have along for the trip. Rain, snow, bad weather, and a scorching sun can all be kept off you with one. There are light and heavy options, but they all will work. Just pick what makes the most sense for your area.

-Having ways to start a fire is a must. A ferro rod and a lighter are as easy as it gets. If your knife is made from a carbon steel, a sharp rock can be struck on the spine of it to throw sparks. You can make or collect tinder from the landscape. The more you do it, the easier it gets. Commercial tinder will work, but the vast majority of them can be made at home for much less.

The best tool is knowledge. Get out and use what you got. The more seat time with your gear, the more comfortable you'll be with carrying less. Learn what's edible in your area, learn what you can use for tinder, and learn the terrain. All those things can help you find food, fire, and water. A picture in a book telling you how to carve a figure 4 trap won't do you a lick of good when you've never carved one before and need to make one right there. Practice is the only way to make sure you'll be able to replicate something in the field.

Safe travels.

[flowers-for-the-grave]

Burning Flowers

Scott was fed up. He glared at Jimmy, currently squatting on an open trapdoor with his arms stubbornly folded across his chest and a determined look in his eyes. It was a familiar look for Scott, one he'd have seen in the first set of death games when him and Jimmy had been friends - even closer than that - rather than enemies or allies.

But that was in a different time, when Scott was content living with Jimmy.

Now he wanted him out. And quickly.

He tightly gripped his flint and steel, maintaining eye contact with Jimmy's warm brown eyes.

"You've got ten seconds to get out before I set you on fire." His voice was calm, like the sea before the storm. His eyes burned with controlled anger, a wildfire that he would only push inside until he lost all inhibition as a Red.

Jimmy adamantly stood his ground.

Scott began to count down slowly, stepping closer like a predator stalking their prey. With each number ticking down his voice grew lower and lower.

"Three." Sparks flew from the flint and steel. "Two." Fear flickered in Jimmy's eyes as the realisation set in that Scott was serious. "One."

Scott lit the ground around Jimmy on fire, watching the flames climb higher with ravenous hunger. Jimmy yelped and began to jump around. Following, Scott lit and put out fires with incredible speed. When the flames latched onto Jimmy's skin, searing pink flesh, a smile stretched across his face.

Jimmy panted heavily, landing on a higher trapdoor. His arm was singed, the jacket and shirt sleeves practically ribbons.

"I'm not leaving." Jimmy said, his tone convicted.

That only left Scott with more of a challenge. His grin widened with the idea of a new game, a chance to see how long it'd take, how many injuries Jimmy would sustain, before he finally decided to back off.

Scott balled his fists and drew closer. Jimmy tried to jump, but couldn't get past Scott. He fell into a corner, his palms flat against the walls.

He reared his fist back and slammed it into the wall next to Jimmy's head. The blond flinched, eyes wide and panicked, yet still containing that flame of determination.

"Five seconds. Or I'll be punching you instead of the wall." Scott pulled his fist back. He looked at the dent he made in the wall with pride.

Jimmy, in typical Jimmy fashion, did not back down.

"Five." He balled his fist. "Four." Into the wall. "Three." Pulled back. "Two." Grabbing a fistful of Jimmy's shirt, yanking him closer. "One."

Scott slammed his fist into Jimmy's nose.

Thick red blood ran down his face, yet he made no reaction. Scott, frowning, prepared to hit him a second time.

Jimmy sprung into action and darted past him. A growl escaped Scott's lips and he trailed after him, blood staining his hand.

Upon him moving towards the entrance, Jimmy flung himself forward once more and back onto the high trapdoor. He wiped the blood running down his face but didn't clear it away, only leaving a smear behind.

"I. Am not. Leaving." Jimmy enunciated each word with a new wave of fury.

They both breathed heavily, chests rising and falling in unison.

Scott, for a moment, wondered why exactly he was doing this. Greens weren't meant to be particularly violent, yet there was no denying that there was a bloodlust that burned inside him, the kind that only a Red could achieve.

His vision went red.

A familiar weight fell into his hands. An axe, he realised. Scott glared at Jimmy.

This time he gave no warning. He lunged immediately, lifting the axe up and bringing it down in a swift arc on Jimmy's chest. The scream that followed was euphoric to Scott.

Finally, Jimmy fled. He sprinted past Scott, coughing and wheezing and hacking, barrelling out the door and into the open.

The axe dropped onto the floor. Scott stared at it, the blood on the blade and his hands. On his clothes. Even his shoes. Scott left his house with the desire to see himself guiding him towards Gem's diving board and flinging himself off of it.

He landed in the water and swam to the land, climbing onto it. Scott peered at his reflection.

Scott was covered in blood, although some of it had been washed off in the fall. His hair clung to his forehead, his eyes flickered red, then settled back on green. Blood was smudged on his cheek - how had it gotten there? It was all over his shirt, covering the green on it, and splattered on his trousers. The edges of his shoes were stained with a mix of blood and dirt.

He didn't look like a Green. He looked like a Red.

Scott fell to his knees, a laugh bubbling in his throat. He was cackling, bent over and clutching the ground. Dirt crept under his fingernails and each laugh out of his throat was like coughing blood.

He didn't recognise himself. Not really. He wasn't a Green. He was the spitting image of a Red. Of someone who'd lost every ounce of self-restraint. Someone wild.

He looked like Pearl, who went Red early in Double Life, even though she was still on her first life.

He looked like Martyn at the end of the previous life game, dirty with blood and grime and sweat, but cackling and joyful with madness.

Scott looked like a Winner.

[underground-monarch]

maybe a ficlet based on this? hehe

Jimmy’s hands balled into fists as he glared at the latest surprise addition to Tumble Town. It was unquestionably another gift from that big-headed mightier-than-thou “god”, attempting to damage the Sheriff’s reputation.

He wouldn’t put up with it any longer. He’d had enough of being the punch bag, the joke of the empires. He’d had enough of attempting to stand up to the other leaders, only for them to laugh him aside as though he had all the intimidation of a cooked noodle.

He tried to be a diplomat, a cool calm and collected face of the Law. But now the time had come to prove to them, to all of them, that the Sheriff could be a real threat to those who disrespected him.

And where better to strike first than at the heart of the resistance?

Pausing only to grab the entire remaining stock out of his wagon and a flint and steel from one of his chests, Jimmy launched himself into the sky with a burst of sparks, his shadowed eyes glinting as red as the TNT in his inventory.

When Stratos came into view though, every single thought of revenge was dropped from his mind into the rushing wind of his flight path behind him, and his jaw fell open in awe.

The quartz shone pure white in the early-evening light, its pristine purity combining with the Upper Kingdom’s gravity-defying posture to give it a truly ethereal sense of wonder. The gold accents glinted in the sun, beautifully complimented by the teal. The very air itself around the whole empire seemed to hum with mystical energy, a song of love and joy and glory.

Jimmy had never looked at it like this before. He had only ever seen it as the lair of his nemesis, tainted by the mocking presence of the Toy Barn, an ego-boost for a man who already thought everything of himself.

Reluctantly, Jimmy finally realised that maybe Joel deserved his pride in his empire.

The Sheriff’s hands unclenched around the explosives.

Jimmy landed on one of the floating walkways, stumbling a little as his neck craned upwards to admire the nearest buildings. He stepped up to the banister, leaning over to admire the view of the golden-hour light bathing the village below.

Stratos really did feel like the home of a god.

“Hey, toy boy!”

The Sheriff’s hackles instinctively raised at the sound of Joel’s taunting voice, but he forced himself to relax. He wasn’t here on a hostile mission. Not anymore. He quickly tucked the TNT from his hand away in his inventory, hiding it just in time as the God of Stratos glided in on angelic wings and landed beside him with a subtle but nonetheless intimidating shake of the floating walkway.

“What are you doing so far from Toy Town, eh?” Joel leaned casually on the banister next to Jimmy, a smug smirk on his face.

“I’m not here for mocking comments, Joel.” Jimmy gritted his teeth and took a short calming breath before turning to look at the god. Even regardless of the height of the man before him and the surrounding buildings scaled to match, Jimmy suddenly felt like a very small fish in a very big pond. He glanced around at the view again. “You’ve done a really good job on this place, you know.”

Something in Joel’s expression changed at that: while his smirk didn’t move, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, betraying his suspicion at Jimmy’s compliment.

“Uh, yeah, I know!” Joel gestured to himself, “I’m so sexy and awesome and good at everything, obviously!”

Jimmy closed his eyes in exasperation at Joel’s pathetic self-aggrandising in what he was trying to make a sincere moment despite the tension of their rivalry. “I’m serious, Joel. Stratos genuinely looks incredible, you’re really good at building.”

For a second, Joel didn’t react. Jimmy could feel the god analysing his expression, searching for any hint of mockery or deception, but Jimmy kept his face relaxed and soft.

Eventually Joel moved. He twisted away from leaning on the banister and having to look at Jimmy, one hand rising to rub at the back of his neck. “Um… thanks, I guess.” He paused, unsure. “Y’know, I’m… I try.” He glanced back at Jimmy. “D’you really mean that?” he asked, a faint accusatory defensive tone in his voice.

“I really mean it.” And he did.

Joel nodded once, jerkily, avoiding eye contact again. “Well… yeah. Thanks.”

The two men stood in silence for a few minutes, the tension of their rivalry between them slowly dissolving.

“So, um… was there anything you needed from Stratos?” Joel asked, his voice unusually amicable to Jimmy’s ears.

The TNT weighed a little heavier in his inventory.

“… No, I don’t need anything. I was just passing through.”

“Ok. Well, um… see ya, then.” Joel spread his wings and hurriedly launched himself into the air, flying off towards the centre of Upper Stratos.

Jimmy watched him go, and then quickly flew back to Tumble Town.

When he stepped outside the next morning, he was surprised to see his empire looking remarkably normal: all the Toy Story pranks had been removed overnight, and when he opened the chest that had appeared on his porch it contained a single diamond surrounded by gold blocks.

Jimmy grinned, glancing up at the sky to see a distant hovering figure of an oversized humanoid, who promptly disappeared from view over the mesa mountain ridge in the direction of the sky kingdom.

sorry for taking so long to get to this, but I finally had an idea for how this concept could play out so here ya go at last :] also putting it up on ao3

[drstonetrivia]

Chapter 8 Trivia

Senku's face is pretty close to Tsukasa's there isn't it! 😳

Flowers of sulfur (not flour, even if it looks more like it) are the result of sulfur in the Earth's crust getting shot out of volcanic vents in gas form and then solidifying on the ground (=deposition), resulting in a layer of pure sulfur covering the area.

Yuzuriha's scars are gone for this whole scene. She should have two swirls, one on her shoulder and one on her neck.

I hope that barrier doesn't have holes in it, Taiju…

"Senku's Kitchen" is actually a parody of "MOCO's Kitchen", a popular cooking show hosted by actor, chef, TV presenter, entrepreneur, and model Mokomichi Hayami.

Everyone also looks very excited to be making explosives. Go team!

The ingredients Senku uses are correct, but you'll want to grind the 3 powders separately before combining them.

The charcoal acts as fuel, the saltpeter/potassium nitrate (KNO3) supplies the oxygen, and sulfur lowers the ignition point & increases the rate of combustion.

To make KNO3 from manure, mix it with ash, straw and urine. Stir periodically for several months, then filter the KNO3 crystals out using water and ashes.

In Senku's case, he may have collected it from the walls of the cave, where it can form naturally.

Senku adds extra sugar for "oomph", but sugar has a lower heat of combustion (=amount of heat released when burnt) than charcoal. When the goal is to have everything burn fast and strong, adding a "weaker" fuel seems pointless.

(You can replace charcoal w/sugar, but it's worse.)

Did you know the first operating system to use a spinning hourglass cursor was Windows 95? The default one is static, but you can change it in the menu.

Taiju's brain is running on an outdated OS that's older than him by several years! At least his hardware is good :)

(The wait cursor was changed to a spinning disk for Windows Vista in 2006, a few years after Taiju was born. I spent too long looking this stuff up but it's really interesting…)

Pyrites were the most popular strike-to-light method before flint and steel. Some knowledge was lost over time, as not all pyrites are effective at making sparks, but it's definitely possible.

If the grains/inclusions of pyrite in the rock are small, it's easier to spark.

The technique with these methods is generally to scrape hard rather than hit, as you want to shave off tiny pieces of metal which then spontaneously combust in the air, creating sparks.

In Taiju's case, he's probably hitting it with enough force to break small pieces off.

Taiju's priorities: save Yuzuriha.

The plume of smoke is incredibly solid and straight, so I guess there's almost no wind? The part above the moutain peaks should be dissipated though because wind tends to be most consistently strong as it blows across the top of the mountain range.

Senku loves taking risks even though he has the worst luck. I sure hope nothing bad happens before he can meet the person who lit that fire…

[waterloggedfrog]

I have two theories as to how dragons could biologically breathe fire;

1: the tip of their tongue is made of a steel-like metal, and the roof of their mouth is made of a flint-like material. To breathe fire, they begin to exhale an extremely flammable aerosol (methane?)(possibly from a separate lung-like sack). Then, they create a spark by flicking their tongue against the roof of their mouth, which ignites in the aerosol and creates a stream of fire.

2. They still have an incredibly flammable aerosol, but the tongue and the roof of their mouth operate the same way a match and a matchbox do when struck.

Both of these have limitations (can't breathe fire forever, just until the gas runs out, have to heal the matchtip tongue before it can ignite again)