#so you know. an average rare card

[dravidious]

You're more amazing than spellcasting

I just got a big ol' bag of KitKats today as a gift from my mom fuck yeah I'm gonna make magic cards about it

Also I don't remember why but the idea of a saga creature got put into my head so while I was making KitKat cards I also made this

[harrysonlylover]

His Good Girl*

A requested blurb.

Trope: CEO!H

Warnings: Breed!ng kink, daddy kink, subspace.

WC:1.1k

Masterlist

The thing about Y/n’s fiancée is that he’s a very determined man.

Ever since he found out she was more fertile than average, he became a hungry man. She was used to his lust and need for pleasure, but he completely turned into someone else overnight.

It was as if he turned into a horny teenager, fucking her daily and always placing a pillow beneath her hips after spilling his seed deep inside of her. There were days when’d fuck her before an event and urge her to hold his cum inside before taking her to the bathroom to make sure that her pussy is flooding with his cum only to fill her up again later.

He often brought her to his office and made her cockwarm him before meetings, before trying to breed her he’d only give her his cum if she was a good girl but now getting his seed inside of her was a routine.

He tracks her ovulation days through his phone and makes sure to take her anytime wherever he wants. He’ll do whatever it takes to have his child. Harry was never someone to shy from exhibitionism, but now that he wants to breed her, he’s shameless about it.

Whenever she was in his office, he’d be so vocal with his moans and dirty talk. He even once asked for a cloth so he can clean up the cum from the big load he gave her.

As for being in public, he doesn’t allow her to wear panties so he can have easy access in case the app notified him of a pregnancy chance, but also because he’s insatiable.

He took her out to grab a ‘few’ things from Gucci for the baby even though it’s not confirmed yet and he ended up buying 25k worth of baby clothes that will be of no use after 1 year along with 20k worth of maternity clothing and jewelry for her.

He wanted her to have anything she wanted, all she had to do was ask. There was something so hot about seeing him act that way, walking confidently with his hand wrapped around her waist, putting things mindlessly in the basket without thinking about the price, and holding his black American Express card asking to leave a 1k tip for every worker there.

All the time he had his arm wrapped around her, pressing kisses to her forehead and rubbing at her tummy. She began feeling safe and clingy, it was rare for her to feel that way non sexually but the way Harry was acting dominant indirectly and taking care of her did things to her hormones.

She tugged at his jacket earning his attention quickly. “Did you like something baby?”

“Daddy I need you.” She whispered in his ear and that was all it took for him to hand the basket to a worker giving him an extra 1k to deliver your purchases home before guiding her outside the store.

They barely reached their shared house before he ripped her dress off, smiling at the sight of her bare cunt knowing she was obeying his ‘no panties’ order.

“Poor baby you were waiting for me to give you my seed and take away the emptiness.” He cooed as he thrusted inside of her. Despite his length, she was slowly getting used to the burn when he first plunged inside of her.

“Daddy please.” Her whines were pathetic as he hit her cervix with every thrust, lacing his fingers with hers and sucking on her nipples.

“Sweetheart look at you so sensitive for me already, must be pregnant yeah? Or is it your body so eager for your husband to breed you?” Her brain felt like mush with his words, and her pussy was swollen and sore from both being wet and getting fucked, but she couldn’t care less. All she wanted to feel was his cum leaking from her.

“That’s it, sweetheart, just lay there and I’ll do all the work, my pillow princess.” He rubbed her clit with one hand and wrapped the other around her throat.

The warmth she was feeling in her cunt was unbearable, getting wet for Harry was effortless, and the heat that would radiate off her was unbelievable.

“Daddy—” She whimpered grabbing on to him like a koala as he delivered sharp plunges making her tear up from pleasure.

“Oh Baby, you feel so small, don’t you? Got a little excited to have my load.” He groaned loudly when her cunt clenched around his cock ready to milk him dry.

He moved his hand to caress her cheekbones and mark her neck up with love bites, she tried to rub her face at his hand in an attempt to get his finger inside her mouth but he was too busy with wet kisses and massaging her g-spot.

He lifted his head when he heard her cry loudly with doe eyes and an open mouth as she stared at his hand. He placed his thumb in her mouth with a smirk watching her suck on it with a satisfied smile.

“Is that what you wanted princess? You’re so good for me my best girl.” She held on to his thumb with both hands as he rocked her body hitting the wall with the headboard at every thrust.

“Are you ready to let Daddy fill you up? Do you want to have his baby?” He could swear he was getting even harder at the sight of her sucking his thumb beneath him while her tits jiggled as he drilled himself inside of her.

“Daddy’s cum—“ He could barely make out what she was saying, her brain was so fuzzy and all she could think about was Harry’s cock.

“Such a good girl, take it baby like you do every time.” He moaned audibly when she came and clenched around him, resulting in his orgasm as he filled her up to the brim.

His hips were glued to hers as he released inside of her watching the tears spill down her cheeks while she held his hand with his thumb in her mouth with the other wrapped around his neck, she kept mumbling and asking for more with whines as he was barely done with his first load.

“My good girl, so deep in subspace, always good for her husband.” He stroked her hair and pressed kisses to her face as he lulled her slowly from her subspace before going for another round.

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Taglist: @hotnhardrrry @babegoals @mattieshattuck1 @harrrrystylesslut

[orbital-inclination]

Moltendreams - Ink Sans Alias: Fable Pronouns: he/him Personality: Upbeat and Absent Minded Ink seems perpetually Cheerful, Optimistic and full of energy. Frivolous and playful. He may came across as Tone Deaf or inappropriate, seeming unaware of sensitive subjects. However Ink is rarely, if ever intentionally mean or callous. Notes:

Fable carries a notebook he uses to record things he doesn't want to forget. His memory issues aren't as severe as Ink's, but he is still prone to forgetting things easily, specially: names to faces and important dates.

Fable loves watercolor.

His eyelights change shape and color to anything! (stars, exclamation points, swirls, etc.)

He also loves Fashion and even designs his own outfits.

He knows how to sew and stitch and usually has a comment on the tip of his tongue about your fashion choices.

Broomie is hollow inside and filled with diluted paint. Can be any color but usually the paint is associated with a positive emotion. - More info Under cut! -

The Doodleshere: In Moltendreams, Fable must travel to AUs directly to collect paint from them. In this multiverse, the Doodlesphere is scribbled on top of Fable's original AU, and rests in a sort of OUT OF BOUNDS space between AUs. Through the Doodlesphere, Fable can access every AU he has discovered so far. The Doodlesphere is an endlessly expanding liminal space; a series of interconnected empty indoor spaces, shops, malls, palaces, endless variants of regions of the underground, each reflecting an AU, through a door in each room. Despite how confusing the layout of Doodlesphere may seem to the outsider, Fable instinctively knows where everything is. Nothing is ever lost in the Doodleshere.

About: Fable acts as a Muse for Creation, he does not create AUs by himself but rather, assists in the creation by attempting to cox a Spirit of Creation (in-universe term and stand-in for the creator of a particular AU) into taking action. Most Spirits of Creation will create AUs on their own, but many will hesitate, abandoned their world before it's finished, or simply sit still while a world remains incomplete, seemingly waiting for some unknown que. While the Spirits can be influenced and encouraged, ultimately, they cannot be controlled, even by Fable. Fable has a similar history as Canonical Ink. He originated in a discarded AU, soulless but willed to life by a Spirit of Creation before it departed. Fueled by the desire to never experience the empty monotony of an unfinished AU again, Fable travels the multiverse to encourage Spirits of Creation to finish their work. Though the consequences of his actions were unintentional, Fable initially favored Positive AUs and could be said to be partially responsible for the state of the Multiverse as it is today. Happiness feels good. Joy feels good. Fable wants to feel good. He wants others to feel good too. Outcode Politics: Fable places equal value on all creation, and for that reason, he is forced into a position where he feels obligated to respect all "characters" he comes across, even "characters" like Error. Can art destroy itself? Should art destroy itself, if that is the intention of the creator? What do you do when one Artist's art can only be appreciated through the destruction of another Artist's work? Ink doesn't think of it in exactly those terms, but that is the gist of his internal conflict. Passive interference in any given AU is a problem for Fable. He believes the "narrative" should be left to play out organically without outside interference. To interfere could jeopardize the AU's stability. Or worse, antagonize the Creation Spirit that made it. Which can be dangerous for the inhabitants. But for the average encounter, Fable is a wild card. He follows no strict rules, and is just as likely to chase other outcodes off as he is to befriend them and attempt to guild them. Paint and Vials:

Specific AUs give Ink specific paint colors tied to certain emotions. Underfell will give Ink shades of red/anger/righteousness for example but won’t give him yellow/euphoria. Horrortale will give him deep blue/loneliness/grief and shades of purple/fear but won’t give him green/envy etc.

the more common the au is, the more of a specific color Ink will be able to collect from it.

this means that if a certain AU is rare he will use up the color associated with it more quickly. He will try to avoid situations that drain that specific color because it will be harder to refill it later.

Ink drinks a little bit of every color at the same time, daily. Rather than one at a time as it applies to a specific situation

it’s easier for Ink to collect paint from AUs in the “WIP” phase because the paint hasn’t dried yet AFCRUFTAFH

He can gather paint from a “finished” world but he won’t get as much.

Like Canonical Ink, when Fable is drained of paint he will become doll-like, an empty unresponsive husk. with a couple caveats. 1. Fable is aware of things that happen during this period. he just can’t react to them.

2. if what’s left of his magic feels threatened, (the minimal stuff that is keeping his body together) he will react to defend himself. it’s more reflex/instinctive than thought out, however.

3. if Fable had been focusing on a task, goal, or thought prior to going dry, he will react to external things related to that specific task/goal/thought.

Fable doesn’t immediately bounce back after getting his vials refilled. He’s sluggish, and there’s a noticeable buffer period between when something happens and when he reacts to it. He remembers what happened and what was said to him. This is the second most vulnerable period for him. if someone wanted to manipulate or influence him that would be the time to do it. OG Ink Sans/Inktale @.comyet Moltendreams @ me

[ronearoundblindly]

:peers out the window:

hey is that your bf sitting on the stoop?

(ok ignore that there are people in the background)

Ransom Drysdale x rich!reader from The Root of All Ransom

Warnings for--act shocked 😮--cursing and an argument (fluffy). WC short, maybe ~500

You've left dinner simmering on the stove to check for where your fiancé's gone off to.

He's outside, hunched over in the cold on the brick stairs leading to his wooded backyard.

Ransom rarely looks contemplative, but there he is, spinning his pinky ring and staring like he could melt it down by thought alone.

"Hugh," you call as you slink through the sliding door, "everything okay?"

Ran pulls a sharp breath through his nose and sits up.

"Fine."

That's a bit too dismissive for you.

"What's wrong with your hand? Does it hurt?"

With a shake of his head, he scrunches his nose and lift his palm higher.

"I think it's gonna feel weird." He spreads his fingers and pinches them back together. "Not gonna work side-by-side."

"What isn't?" you ask, sitting down beside him.

Ran just sighs and looks off into the trees. "A wedding band."

The man perpetually loathes change, and it's become your default to assure him very little ever will. Doing the average thing is boring. Ransom hates to be bored or boring. He always needs control over his appearance, too.

"If it bothers you that much then don't get one."

His head snaps up as you continue.

"It's just a ring, Hugh, and you know that if you ever cheat on me, I'll just have Dubois kill you," you shrug, a playful glint in your eye, hoping to make Ran laugh. "I'm sure he'd even do it for free."

Eyes angry and frowning, Ran scoffs. "He and I reached an agreement of mutual indifference...and I'm getting a fucking wedding ring."

Ok, so it's your turn to laugh instead.

"It's not funny. We're getting married, and I'm gonna have a fucking ring!" The bite in his tone is dead serious and utterly hilarious.

"Yeah, makes sense."

"Why would I not wear the goddamn ring?" he snaps. "You fucking better."

You have to tuck your lip into your teeth to stop smiling. "It sounded like you didn't want to."

His arms shoot out, chest broad and wide open, aghast. "You asked what I was thinking about, so I fucking told you."

"It's okay to be nervous, honey--"

"I'm not nervous," he barks.

"--because there's a lot going on right now. I get it--"

"I was just thinking--" he rips the pinky ring off his hand and shows you the chunky gold emblem "--I'd have to get this little piece of shit resized, for fuck's sake, not that I wouldn't want to wear a goddamn wedding ring! What the fuck, woman?"

You have to cover your mouth and snort, tearing up in amusement at his ire.

"Sorry," you wheeze, "you looked so serious. I thought--oh wow--I thought you--you're so dramatic." It ends on a cackle you can't hold back.

Ran's brow furrows.

"It's a practical concern."

You fail to compose yourself.

"I'm serious," he repeats. "It's a perfectly legitimate train of thou--why are you still laughing? Stop!"

You wipe your face to help relax your muscles and do as he asks.

"I know," you whisper. "I get it, Hugh. I do."

Of course, his eyes remain fixed on you suspiciously, especially when your hands cup his rosy cheeks.

"So sentimental," you coo.

"It was a normal idea I was thinking through, goddamn it."

You hiss and cluck your tongue. "Ouch, that must have hurt."

"Hardy fuckin' har," Ran gripes, swatting away your hands and shuffling to bully you into his lap, one of your feet landing on each of the steps, his arms wrapping your waist in a bruising hug.

You keep smiling at him while carding through his hair.

"Sentimental," you observe softly.

Ransom presses himself into your unscarved and bare throat, muttering "bitch" with the utmost appreciation.

You kiss the top of his head before burying your chilly fingers beneath the neck of his thick sweater.

"Don't worry. I won't tell anyone. I promise."

He grips you even tighter.

You two stay like that for a long time, which is fine, because dinner needs to simmer.

::very, very, very long evil laugh::

((I always feel like I should skip tags for really short stuff, ugh. IDK yet.))

[Main Masterlist; Ko-Fi]

[undersprite]

2024 Comic Contest Results

Before we get started, I would like to extend a personal thank you to everyone who created an entry for the contest this year. Although we only got four entries this year, those four entries' dedication to telling stories that are novel and interesting for this community to enjoy is worthy of commendation in itself. For a while, I was scared we wouldn't even get enough entries to fill the podium; thanks to your efforts, this has not come to pass.

Since we have very few entries this time around, I'll be providing a link to each comic, with accompanying scores and excerpts from reviews. Now, catch the results under the cut:

Runner-Up: "The Undertale Game Comic" by FutureGamer25

(Average score: 15.5/50)

"As the submitter says, this was made in a day. I can’t be too hard on this out of principle..." - Soufon

"[...it] succeeded at making me laugh multiple times, thanks in no small part to how it deliberately wields nothing looking like it fits together." - CHAOS_FANTAZY

"You know, honestly for being made in less than a day and being posted 5 minutes before the deadline, I gotta give you a lot of credit for that. I don’t even think I could have made that in a day [...]" - Mufeet

"The freaking car and the ending got me a good chuckle. I'll give you that. I congratulate you for tossing your coin." - Subna

3rd: "Frisk Visits the Store and Nothing Happens" by Trooper3

(Average score: 34/50)

"I thought Sans and ESPECIALLY Papyrus were super funny [...] I think we’ve finally reached a point where the skele-bros are just consistently characterized properly now, and I love to see it." - Mufeet

"The FunMart[TM] makes an earnest effort to capture the feeling of exploring an area in an actual Toby Fox game, and [...] captures at least a bit of that shine." - CHAOS_FANTAZY

"I honestly like your idea, is funny and it works perfectly to show these OCs of yours in this format. I wish there was more content to see about them, I wish to know them [...]" - Subna

"As light as it is, I like having this kind of slice of life look into UT’s world, the comedy focus helping to make the comic feel more breezy than insubstantial." - Soufon

2nd: "Undertale: Pushing On" by Mouse

(Average score: 34.75/50)

"Of all the entries we got, this is the only one that really felt like it captured the essence of telling a story as if it were still part of a game—something I have sorely missed." - CHAOS_FANTAZY

"Great story and great teaching from it. Can add up greatly to UNDERTALE’s world and...tbh I’d LOVE to play a full game with Alvia." - Subna

"[...] I like having who [Gerson] is in UT be because of Alvia’s actions, like how the orange soul kid is framed as responsible for the bunny family in Snowdin’s success - having all the soul humans impact the underground like that helps all of them feel real to UT’s world[...]" -Soufon

"I was captivated from beginning to end, and god, the ending [...] it actually made me a bit teary-eyed." - Mufeet

1st: "Knock Knock" by StarlightShores and ToMoChao

(Average score: 47/50)

"I was not expecting something like this out of this contest. Knock Knock is a substantial storyline, not a peek into an adventure, or a silly reprieve." - Soufon

"Even if it’s pretty lengthy, it keeps you engaged, to know where this is all going, all the way to the end." - Subna

"Flowey and Sans pair-ups are so rare, but when done it is ALWAYS such a fun time. They both play off each other so well, and it is no exception in this comic, especially towards the end where they start to bond over dealing with the loss of someone important to them." - Mufeet

"You created a story going on a thousand panels where, while reading it, my attention never flagged [...] You created a webcomic the Undertale fanbase will, if there’s any justice left around here, be obsessed with for years to come. It’s art, I’m afraid." - CHAOS_FANTAZY

Our full score card for the event can be seen here. The full reviews will be available in the Discord server on request.

With regards to prizes: the judge whom was contributing to our prize pool has begun college for the year, and unfortunately they were unable to set aside the money they had originally promised for the cash prize. The illustration prize is still available; winners, please reach out to fmsdraws on Discord to claim your prize.

And that leaves me...with this blog.

I'd like to write up a proper postmortem for this experience, but that can come in another week or two. For now, please enjoy the comics and celebrate the victors!

[love-and-deepspace-wiki]

Currencies & Finances

Warning: we're about to get real nerdy in here lol. Y'all about to see firsthand why earned a math degree, because "Ooooo numbers!!!". So, no yawning in my class 🧐🧐🧐 But also, I promise it's not boring! Pls stay 🙏😭🥹

Linkon City has quite a few types of currencies, so let's go over them all real quick. For this post, I'm only covering traditional currencies. No chocolates or MeowCo tokens today. But there's a bonus outlier I'll cover at the end~

Standard Currencies:

Gold: (pictured left)

Linkon City's standard currency

Diamonds: (pictured center)

Linkon City's rare currency. Used to buy more treasured items

Crystals: (pictured right)

Linkon City's very rare currency. To quote their description, "used to fuel Linkon City shopping sprees"

Currency Symbol:

The only unique currency symbol I've seen is the one used on Lumiere's "Wanted" poster (top). But elsewhere in Linkon City, they use the "$" symbol (bottom). So, I'll be using "$" unless I learn otherwise.

Exchange Rates:

From this point on, I'll use LNK as my stand-in currency code. Based on the Top Up options, we can get a general idea of how LNK correlates with USD:

And thankfully, the game provides this handy conversion for us:

So we know that 1 LNK Diamond = 1 LNK Crystal.

Now, (rubs hands together) let's get needlessly nerdy about it.

Exchange Rate Calculation:

So, the formula to calculate an indirect quote is: (base currency amount) × (exchange rate) = (foreign currency amount)

Our first step is to calculate the exchange rate. So we'll reorganize our formula for that result:

(base currency amount) ÷ (foreign currency amount) = (exchange rate)

Since the Top Up menu uses a bundled system, it means we have to calculate the individual exchange rates for each bundle. Then, we calculate the average of those exchange rates for the overall exchange rate we want. I include the additional LNK Diamonds you receive for your first Top Up for simplicity, written as "X LNK × 2":

$0.99 USD ÷ (60 LNK × 2) = 0.00825

$4.99 USD ÷ (300 LNK × 2) = 0.0083166667

$6.99 USD ÷ (450 LNK x 2) = 0.0077666667

$14.99 USD ÷ (980 LNK × 2) = 0.0076479592

$29.99 USD ÷ (1980 LNK × 2) = 0.0075732323

$49.99 USD ÷ (3280 LNK × 2) = 0.0076204268

$99.99 USD ÷ (6480 LNK × 2) = 0.0077152778

Adding up all of the individual exchange rates gives us 0.0548902295. And, after dividing that total by 7 to find the average, we get the overall exchange rate for USD to LNK: 0.0078414614

Exchange Rate Table:

$1.00 USD = $0.01 LNK

$10.00 USD = $0.08 LNK

$100.00 USD = $0.78 LNK

$1000.00 USD = $7.84 LNK

Bonus Currency - Debit/Credit Card?

The only other payment option I've seen in-game is when the protaganist goes to the Protocore auction with Sylus at Solon Hotel. He gives her his card:

Idk if "The ACME" is a bank or something. But we can glean the following details:

Card number: 6174 71026

Expiration Date: June 2051

Unless he wants my next shopping spree to be on his dime, Sylus needs to protect his details a little better 🤣

[goldenstarprincesses]

Alfred's gift giving habits at Christmas time fall into two categories

He was so busy that forget about Christmas until 48hrs before when his Google alert reminded him. He tossed his black card at some terrified intern with a "ya know...just get whatever you think the former British empire would want". So everyone gets a summer sausage/Wisconsin cheese gifts basket that costs more then what the average person makes in a month

Everyone gets very heartfelt gift that he specifically picked out for them based on one 10 minute conversation they had 5 years ago. Every time this happens everyone is thrown for a loop because honestly, everyone in the family assumes there is always only a 45-55% chance Alfred is actually paying attention to them when they are talking to him. When in reality he is always listening to them and its just that its rare he actually dose anything with the information he has collected

[rizsu]

carbon copies rin itoshi, rindou haitani, rintaro suna.

extra. tw: d-ath thr-at in rin's ( its not THATTT srs )

“what the fuck are you doing?” concerned and puzzled, you question your boyfriend who's in a position that does not look comfortable for the average human.

rin does nothing but wave off your presence by stretching his arms upwards and tilting his upper body ninety degrees to the right.

it takes one minute of silence (and staring) before you make your way to rin, sitting in front of him with crossed legs and arms. again, you repeat your question but this time with a little sarcasm, “mind telling me what you're doing, mr. yoga-for-all?”

sighing, rin answers you back, “you just answered your own question.” and with that, he closes his eyes to continue his meditation. nothing can stop rin from doing what he does—well...unless you apply enough force to push him onto the floor.

you spend at least twenty-something minutes admiring rin. really, he's pretty and lucky that his face card can defend his attitude. deciding to not bother him any longer, you stand up and dust your knees off before notifying rin.

“rin, i'm going.” “where?” “you haven't leveled up to unlock that information!”

one hand wraps around your wrist and rudely yanks you down to its owner, rin. caging you in with both hands at the side of your frame, he leans in and repeats himself again, “i asked where, y/n.”

one, two, three blinks later you regain the function of thinking. seriously, it's so rare for rin to be so close and whenever he does it, it's at the most unexpected moments. smiling ear to ear, you tease him, “is this a curious rin? the itoshi rin?”

squinting, he sighs before leaning away, deciding it's best to wave you off again and continue his activities but not before he orders, “do as you please but call or text me when you reach.”

standing up again, you nod at him, “i'm just going back to my parents' for the weeknd!” ruffling his hair, you smile again at him to which he returns—just a small one though.

at your parents', you're lazing around in your room, looking through shopping websites while adding things you'll never buy any time soon to cart. it's a nice moment until you see a specific text that mimicked...a death threat..?

in the haitani's home holds two young adults, both share the same ages but different personalities. within a room believed to be the guest bathroom, you can see a whiny rindou and his girlfriend who's furiously dabbing a cotton on his wound.

rindou flinches again, biting his bottom lip hard to suppress any moan. he's currently in regret. does he regret the fight? no, he won. does he regret upsetting you with injury number ten this week? yes, he hates it when you're mad.

“it hurts..” “really? didn't it hurt when you got the injury?”

and to that, rindou stays silent. he knows more than anyone that it's best to not annoy you further but he really does want to answer. it did hurt a lot—like a bitch—but the alcohol and chemicals mixing with the raw injury hurts even more.

enduring more minutes of you (painfully) caring for his wound, he sucks in the tears in shame. i am such a pussy, he thinks. how can he easily take blows to the head but cowers at medical attention!? he believes it to be shameful.

finishing the last wrap of the bandage around his waist, you back off rindou but kept a close distance. close enough so he can't stray his eyes when you begin.

“rindou.” “look, i'm sorry but i'm not sorry for the fight..!”

his reply immediately makes you pinch the bridge of your nose. he's an idiot. your idiot at the very least. placing two hands at his cheeks, you bring him down for a kiss.

flustered, he gladly kisses you back. in fact, he deepens it by softly pushing your head closer with one hand as the other fiddles with the flesh of your waist under your (his) shirt.

“don't,” breaking away, you start your scolding, “ever come back with an injury that bad.”

a smug smile adorns his face. of course she's worried, he thinks with pride. if there's another thing rindou loves it's watching you mask your worry with scoldings.

“looks like someone's worried isn't she?”

rolling your eyes, you jab at his bandaged area before walking out, “don't act like you weren't trying to not cry.”

“you saw that!?”

“hey,” a soft voice speaks, dominating over the silent room. suna pokes you, hoping that you'll wake up. after no repsonse, he does it again, “psstttttt.” again, no response. unfortunately for you, suna does not like to lose so he rolls over onto you.

“get off,” complaining, you weakly push him off but that doesn't work against him. forfeiting, you throw a leg around him, adding a little kick into it before resting it on his hip.

a mischievous smile greets itself on suna. moving your leg, he rolls off, sitting up on his elbow with his head resting on his palm, “there she is!”

you look at him for three seconds before throwing the blanket on him. it's definitely not the hour you or him should be awake. hugging his body, you step back into slumber, convincing him that he should too, “go back to sleep, rin.”

suna looks down at you, using his other hand to poke your cheek. mindlessly continuing to poke at you, he thinks he fell in love again. you look peaceful, unbothered and pretty—he must annoy you. with his mind tracing back to the first time you guys met, suna made it his main mission to annoy you. like a little boy around his crush, he couldn't express his feelings properly so he opted for annoyance.

there's only so much poking you can take until you grab his finger and bite it. clearly someone doesn't know that you're not a fidget toy.

“OW!?” suna yanks his finger, dropping down onto the pillow so he can comfort it with both hands. securing his finger tightly, he looks at you who's laughing as he's in pain.

“are you hungry?!” “NO, STOP POKING ME!” “you must be in hunger.”

[duckchu]

This one for the anon who's down bad <3 would tag but can't

NSFW alphabet Heartsteel Ezreal

Fem bodied reader

He's so scrumptious in this gif also doggo

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He'll expect you to take care of him, but may do something for you in return

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves his entire body, can't choose which part the most, on you, your lips, the way he can make you scream his name is such a turn on for him

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Usually on your breasts or back

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Probably has jacked off to your clothes and came on them when you were away

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not much, let's not forget that even tho cocky and famous he's still a loser (affectionate)

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He likes them all, but prefers to see your face during the act

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Can be both, prefers the moment to be serious but he's just too cute~

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He has little to not hair, even if he has, it's almost invisible due to the blond colour of his pubes

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He's pretty busy so sometimes it will just be quick fuck and go, but when he can he tries to be as intimate as he can to make it up to you

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Not often, not rarely, he jacks off a normal account, tho he would much rather have you with him

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He won't tell you this, but pull his hair and call him a good boy and he'll turn into mush

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

On the bed, but since that's boring he also likes doing it on his desk

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Hearing you say his name is enough to get him hard

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything involving...other body fluids except for cum and saliva

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers receiving since seeing you below him boosts his ego and he never ate pussy before so he's nervous

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Will let you take the reins when it comes to pace, whatever you like he can do

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He's busy with stardom, so although he doesn't particularly enjoy them, you two have to resort to them often

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Not really, prefers to keep it in his room, but if he has to he can take you anywhere

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

One round, no questions asked

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Why do you need toys when you have him ~

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He will do so only to boost his ego

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Really loud, though he claims you're louder

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He would like to show you off as much as he can, but due to his career he can't, so he resorts to wearing matching clothes and maybe even showing some lovebites, using Kayn beating him up as an explanation

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Satisfactory length, about 12 cms, pretty thin

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Average, would like to have sex at least once every 2 weeks, maybe more often

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He usually cuddles with you and falls asleep right after

[stinkykitty8]

DOING YOKI FIRST :3

(Yoki belongs to me!!! Everything else credits to Gatobob!!!)

WARNING

This post incudes very heavy topics, nsfw, 18+ stuff, and overall just not very good things. Do not read if you are sensitive to these things.

Read warnings before pressing more please!!!

(Events of BTD 1 happen with Ren and Strade but Ren was kidnapped at 19 and decided to escape at 21, still dealing with a bit of stockholm syndrome he never actually goes to police after.)

After escaping Strade and building himself back up Ren ends up paying a prostitute to fuck during his heat. And because of this it caused an accidental pregnancy she didnt want. She wanted nothing to do with the baby but she also couldn't afford to get rid of it. Instead she just waited it out and after having Yoki she tracked down Ren and gave Yoki to him. Ren took full custody of her and Yoki's mom hasnt been seen since. Ren named Yoki (full name Yokino) and raised her all by himself even thoughit was a bit of a struggle. Ren allowed Yoki to be more free and give into her animalistic instincts more which also caused her to be much more animalistic then Ren. Aka being more feral and getting triggered much easier around like blood or food (especially when hungry). As a young child she really liked meat of course, especially rabbit. Due to Ren taking her out into the woods sometimes and allowing her to hunt she enjoyed bringing back a fresh kill with her bare hands (even when being young she was still able to do it). He doesnt mind Yoki hunting on her own, actually enjoys it and is happy it makes her happy. As long as she doesn't come back home covered in blood or brings the dead animal she killed on the porch he doesnt care. Hes proud of his little girl. At a young age Yoki was introduced to Rens jobs but she didnt really care. Since she basically grew up with it even as a baby its sorta just a thing she knows about and Ren does. They are animals afterall. They have to give into their instincts at some point. Over time Ren started disposing of his 'stars' a different way by giving them to his private chef and asking them to cook it. It helped dispose of bodies easier and quicker all while having a good meal after. Because of this Yoki developed a taste for human flesh. Now she can't go a week without having her favorite meal, human heart. From rabbit hearts to human hearts. Yoki absolutely loves shopping and spending daddys money. Like once a week she gets his black card and goes shopping. Ren doesnt mind though since at this point hes pretty loaded. Plus he loves making his little girl happy. Ren and yoki have probably the most healthiest relationship out of all 3 kids. Ren has raised her well and the best way he can all while giving her a comfortable happy life.

As a young child yoki was often bullied in school for being a freak since beastkin are rare to find. It wasnt until around highschool she started to gain popularity due to her getting popular online. Shes your average tiktok and Instagram girly and being the daughter of a rich guy everyone wanted to be her friend after that. During middle school though she did make a few friends (and a few enemies) but nothing to serious. Basil was her number one friend all the way though just because of how well they bonded together (or well she bonded with basil). She saw him as a close friend and even better a brother to her. And with Hanz. Well he was the little prick. He was the main person that targeted both Yoki and Basil, picking on them and even going so far as to pull on Yoki's tail. Then one day he hust stopped and started staying to himself. Nobody knows what happened to Hanz during that and he never said what happened. Yoki alway knew Ren had scars but never knew what caused them. After learning some information from Hanz when they were older she gets help from one of Rens men to get on the web and check out of what she heard was true, and after snooping around on Strades account she finds out why Ren is that way. And due to this she gets in a small fight with Hanz but they end up settling it out. Yoki and Hanz are sorta a thing when older? But not? Its nothing serious. Mainly because Ren doesnt accept or like it at all. If he could he'd kill Hanz and Strade. He wants nothing to do with strade whatsoever even though Hanz did nothing wrong. Ren found out about Hanz and Strade during a parent teacher conference. Ren knew about Hanz before because Yoki would complain he would pick on her but after finding out it was strades kid he seemed to hate them both even more. Ren would have pulled yoki out of school if it wasnt for it being the only decent school around and plus he wanted Yoki to interact with other children. He couldnt just take that from her and hide her away. So he just protected her from afar. Ren wants nothing to do with Strade and as long as he doesn't bother him or Yoki he doesnt care. Strade likes the thought of fucking with Ren even if hes not doing anything. He could just sit back and relax as Hanz does all the work for him.

Yoki does know a bit of Japanese from Ren and Ren taught her a bit about their culture (trying to remember what his mother taught him). After getting older she could maybe only remember a few things but not everything.

IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS ASK!!! :3

(Hopefully i wrote everything correctly and it makes sense X3)

[moooncats]

✿ Pick A Card : Why do your friends love you? ✿

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✿ 1: Black Mushroom: Grace | Felxibility. ✿

Woooow, okay okay so first off, you are very a go with the flow type of person. Imagine a koi fish just sailing through a mellow stream, unbothered and serene. Your friends admire that a lot from you because they know you are very easy going and even if plans change last minute you really are still full send. Lmao! I'm hearing that they think you're very zen. Pile 1 you may meditate or journal and your friends can really see a difference compared to other people they hang out with. You are very cool to them. They rarely ever see you being mad or making a scene, you are very gentle with your words and actions and your friends appreciate that a lot. I'm hearing you are always the first one they think to message when it comes to plans cause they already know what you're going to say lol. Also do you do yoga? Sorry kinda random, but you may be more athletic and your friends also love that cause they have more things to do with you yuhhh. (:

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✿ 2: Red Kitty Shroom: Support | Engagement. ✿

Oh wowzaaa, okay okay so like, you are very friendly pile two lmfao. This pile may have a signifigant other or is married, if not that's okay just a little message I'm hearing. Even if you don't believe it, you have a lot of friends and aquantences. Side note: I'm hearing secret admirers as well bwahaha. You are the life of the party. Like even if you feel like you're a wallflower you fit right in when it comes to conversating with others, stopping to smell the roses, or even saying hi to dog's being walked by a random stranger. Your friends adore that! They feel like you keep your heart open even when it comes to talking with random strangers. You always make the time to make the day a little bit more interesting than average. Boredom is not a problem you have because you know a vast ammount of people who will give you their time of day. You may be popular online or in real life. Im also getting Magician vibes from this pile and if you didn't notice it's associated with the Air sign Gemini (the twins and this is pile 2 brehhh xD) And if your not popular or don't feel it, truuuust me people know your name (big flex yuhh). Your friends appreciate you a lot! They also enjoy meeting your other friends as well. So don't shy away from making your socialite group bigger! (:

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✿ 3: Fisherman Kitty: Wholeness | Earnestness. ✿

Omg hiiii introverts! Wether it was on purpose, or not- Unlike pile 2, your friends appreciate that you are the type to not just let anyone into their aura. You feel at whole, just by yourself and you prefer not to give away from a half filled cup. It's giving me strong hermit vibes. You may do shadow work often or journal, take time to relax, make yourself happy- your friends noticed and they appreciate having such a wonderful person who actually loves themselves and puts themselves first. They have seen so many people lose themselves on the account of other people and it can be a real vibe downer. It is also extremely draining. You are the exact opposite of that. Seriously I'm hearing "that shit is contagious!" Lmaooo you have some goofy ass friends pile 3. You are very sencere when you talk with them and they appreciate that. You may be the type to say something along the lines of "I have some food in my bag for you, but not the type you can eat, its food for thought." Bruuuh on some Erykah Badu shit. Your words are prolofic af. Your friends appreciate your wisdom and stories that you tell them. I'm hearing "Continue being the amazing earth angel that you are". (:

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Thanks for taking the time to read my first ever PAC I appreciate all of you guys. Let me know if I should make more yuhhh. This is pretty fun, I love spreading positivity. (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

*I do not own any of the photos or gif's nyaa!*

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[jpitha]

Between the Black and Gray 2

First / Previous / Next

"Next!"

The voice called out gruffly, and the line shuffled forward another step. Little by little, bit by bit, the line moved though customs as people tried to get into the station. Finally, they came upon a human, average height for the species, with dirty blond hair cropped short on the top of their head, wearing careworn clothes. He was carrying a large bag over his shoulder, and set it down as he approached the counter.

"Name." It was not a question.

"Gord Beaverbrook."

"Planet of origin?" The agent was bored and only half paying attention as they scanned the human's passport card.

"Earth."

At that, they looked up sharply. "Lying to an immigration officer comes with immediate expulsion. I must have misheard you. Planet of origin?"

The human's eyes widened slightly. The immigration officer - a Tylan - didn't notice the subtle change in body language. "Oh uh, my mistake. Orbital High Parvati."

They looked down at the passport card and grunted. "Colony Worlds eh? Leaving like the rest?"

"Something like that, yes."

One of their eyes flicked up to the human and stared just a moment longer than was comfortable. "Final destination?"

"Wait friend, is that required? Last time I came through, they just wanted to know where I came from and how long I was in town, not where I was going." The human looked back at the line and smiled - with his mouth shut - apologetically.

"Sapient, that has been the requirement the entire time I have worked here. If you are unwilling to divulge-"

"No no, it's fine. I've held up the line enough." He sighed. "My final destination is Lemilar Station."

"Lemilar? You're at least ten Gates away from Lemilar."

"Yeah, I have to ride the circuit. Can't afford to Flip over, and it's not like anyone is running a Flash. Transiting the Gates is the most affordable way to travel."

The terminal chirruped and the agent grumbled as they handed back the passport. "Damn refugees. Clogging up the place." They looked up at the human. "Forty third level is where the rest of the human and K'laxi refugees are if you want to see more of your kind." They looked past the man. "Next!"

Gord shouldered his bag, and walked past customs and into the promenade. It was wide and long, with shops on either side, and room for tables to be set out so that people could people watch. It was the same as any of a thousand orbitals, stations, and starbases he had been to in his long life. Sapients milled about, living their lives, going to work, meeting friends and living.

The thing that stuck out for Gord was the lack of humans. This station was far, far from the settled Colony Worlds and humans were rare here. He was used to being in the majority, even if he wasn't - technically - a human. These days one kept that kind of thing to themselves. Bouncing the pack to redistribute the weight, he started walking across the promenade, to look for the way up to the forty third level.

"Hey! Ape!" A Gren called out to Gord while was walking by. Gord didn't stop.

"I was talking to you, ape!" The Gren stood up from his seat at a restaurant, and approached Gord. Behind him two other Gren looked nervously at their friend, but didn't stop him.

Gord shrugged his pack off his shoulders and put his hand on it. Meeting the gaze of the Gren he sighed. "Yes, friend? What can old Gord do for you today?"

"That's an odd accent you have, Ape. You just learn Levinen?"

"No, I learned it a while ago, but I was taught by a Ivarr with a lisp."

At that, the two Gren behind the bully chuckled. Ivarr are insectoid species, they all speak with a slight lisp.

"Oh, a comedian. I see how it is." The bully turned back to his friends. "I mean, getting chased out of your own systems is pretty funny, so I do have to give you that." He tipped his head back and roared laughter, his mouthparts waggling along.

"All right then, I'll be on my way." Gord bent to pick up his bag.

"No, ape. You won't" The Gren put a large hand on Gord's bag. "You see, new arrivals have to pay an... administrative fee to get up to forty three. One hundred Stars."

Gord raised an eyebrow. "You know, if you hadn't been greedy, I probably would have just paid your extortion money." He looked around the large Gren at his two friends. "Thirty Stars? Would have paid it without any question. Even Fifty I would have grumbled, but paid so as to not cause trouble. But, one hundred stars? That's just too much."

The two Gren looked at each other for a moment. "Hey Tam, maybe the humie is right. One hundred seems like a lot to ask. Most of them are coming with the clothes they are wearing and that's it."

Tam turned back and raised a hand like he was going to cuff the Gren. Quit taking his side! I'm in charge here, I do what I want." He turned back to Gord. "One hundred Stars."

"Friend, I don't have one hundred Stars."

"Then you can't pass." Tam crossed his upper and lower arms. and glared at Gord.

"You see Tam - it's Tam? - You see Tam, that's a problem. I'm trying to get up to forty three where the other humans are, so that I can get my bearings and maybe work a bit so that I can buy passage through the next few gates. If you prevent me from doing that, then I'll be stuck here."

Tam took another step towards Gord. "One. Hundred. Stars."

Gord made a show of reaching for his wallet. "Look, I have Fifty on me - I was going to find a cot and get a bite, but that can wait-"

"Oh, you're going to pay, one way or another!" Tam roared, and his larger lower arms swung at Gord.

Faster than anyone thought possible, Gord had shuffled to the side of Tam, and the punches went wide. "Tam, really. I would wish you'd see reason and not do thi-" He ducked again as Tam wheeled around and tried to kick him with his strong, reverse articulated legs.

While Gord danced and ducked around Tam, he looked back at the two other Gren. "Look. I don't want trouble, fellas. Can I give you like ten Stars - just so you can say you shook me down - and I come back in a few demi cycles with a few more?"

The two other Gren's eyes were locked on Gord. They noticed how he was dodging every attack without seemingly putting any effort into it. "Uh Tam, maybe we should take the humie up on his offer. Do ya see how he's dodging you?"

"He's just getting lucky!" Tam was starting to breathe heavily as his swings got wilder and wilder. Gren had immense strength, but only in short bursts. They had almost no stamina. Finally all four of Tam's arms tried to roundhouse punch Gord. he side-stepped them and Tam spun around once and fell over, gasping.

Gord walked over and picked up his pack. "Uh, I'm just going to uh, go." He said to the other Gren. "Give Tam my regards, and I'll see you around eh?" Gord continued on down the promenade.

The rest of the walk he was very deliberately ignored. He found the lifts and went up to the forty third level. Here, if one squinted, one could think they were back in the Colony Worlds. Maybe Hyacinth, or Picaresque, or one of the other smaller starbases. Humans and K'laxi were around, in numbers Gord expected. He took one loop around the refugee level to get a feel for it, and sat down at a table outside an all-day breakfast place.

A busy K'laxi saw him, and waved. After a moment they approached. "Sorry! It's been a busy afternoon. My name is Ma-Ren, and I'll be your server today! What can I get you?"

Gord looked at the K'laxi and seemed to get lost for a moment. She was a spitting image. Ma-Ren's ears flicked nervously at the stare.

"Sir? Do you need another minute?"

"Oh! Sorry. I didn't mean to stare. It's just been a while since I've been somewhere with so many K'laxi. It feels like home. I'll uh, have the pancakes. Do you have any maple syrup?"

Ma-ren laughed. "My mother talked about maple syrup and how good it was. Something like that was probably left in the Colony Worlds. No, here you get regular sucrose syrup."

"Oh, okay, that'll be fine. Any chance of some coffee?"

"Sure thing. I'll bring you a cup now, while I put in the order for the pancakes?"

"That would be lovely, thank you." For the first time in months, Gord smiled widely.

[sneasedtomeetyou]

At least all of you appreciate me! Rather than replying with the same story to each of you, I will simply recount it here if that's quite alright!

So these past few years regulations have been contested in regards to rare pokemon. With the relatively recent increased visibility of pokemon native to regions such as Hisui, there's been a push to include them in tournament play. Keep in mind that obtaining these pokemon is not easy and in many cases heavily restricted. There are groups that breed pokemon like Hisuian growlithe, but they're typically bred for working and not for battling. They aren't available in high numbers, and they aren't as well known about by the average trainer, making them often expensive and high maintenance. Not to mention, the rarity of this pokemon means knowledge on how to counter them in modern battling is limited at best. It's the ultimate wild card.

Allowing them in tournament play is still considered a controversial decision by many. Ultimately they've been allowed as many other extremely rare pokemon have been permitted in high level tournaments for decades. Another controversial instance of this was the Lily of the Valley Conference in 2010 that was won by a trainer with a Latios and a Darkrai! Darkrai was especially controversial as it is part of a classification of pokemon so rare that it's typically banned from tournament battling. It's nothing new, as unfair as it may sound.

Multiple finalists this year had obtained rare pokemon that the general public knows little to nothing about. It drew in some of the largest crowds we've seen for a tournament hosted in Alola. Regardless of their opinions on the entire thing, it seemed pretty clear that people were curious about how these pokemon battled.

Sneasler was a sought after pokemon for these sorts of tournaments, actually. Their high speed and devastating dire claw attacks would be extremely useful, but the breeding program is still too early on for me to feel comfortable giving many of these out. While I've considered gifting a Sneasel to a well respected Sinnohan Frontier Brain, selling them is never going to be on the table for me. Though it's been pretty clear by the existence of pokemon like Cheddar that... something is going on. Anyways. Focusing on the things we know for a fact.

Another controversy this year if you can believe it is one of the quarter finalists was also disqualified for unsportsmanlike behavior after winning a match. He performed some... questionable gestures on broadcast television and his match was disqualified several hours after the fact. His opponent then had to be notified that despite losing he will, in fact, be moving on. This isn't how this sort of thing is usually resolved, so the decision stunned a lot of people. This meant that someone who lost the quarter finals was moving to the semifinals. His team that included a strange seemingly... robotic tyranitar people questioned the legitimacy of from the very start considering it looked more like a movie prop than a living breathing pokemon, then won the semifinals. Then, in an extremely close best of three match managed to win the entire tournament.

And despite how fascinating all of this is including the fact they had to prove this pokemon was actually alive and not just a robot someone was attempting to pass off as a pokemon, Amy was not in the mood to hear it as I was looking further into the details. New information regarding these teams and the disqualification have been coming out more or less by the hour, so I've been following it closely.

[benny-the-spaceman]

one of these days im going to release my tlm drafting headcanons from my notes app purgatory and that day is Today.

HERE'S HOW I THINK LEGO MOVIE CHARACTERS WOULD PREPARE AND MAKE DRAFTS

...under the cut

Batman

• Fairly good at drawing. Somehow able to draw straight lines without a ruler perfectly fine every single time but otherwise nothing super noteworthy (he does brag about this constantly however)

• Drafts in white and yellow posca pen??? will use white colored pencil for finer detail however, specifically one of those mechanical colored pencils

• Drafts on black paper because he thinks it makes his designs cooler (it doesn't)

• Dimensions in imperial and would be annoyed if you dare even *insinuate* he use metric. no justification here

• Doodles around his drafts, specifically likes to doodle bats and himself because he, once again, thanks it makes his drafts cooler (the bats kinda do)

• Refuses to leave notes on his designs. you either know what to do or you don't

• Does however write his drawing title obnoxiously large

• Used autocad for like a day, hated it, switched to solidworks and never went back

• Buys autodesk licenses for the rest of the masterbuilders. unwillingly, mind you, wyldstyle just knows his credit card information and abuses it

Benny

• Good at drawing exclusively spaceships. big shock i know

• The king of eyeballing a line or an angle and then labelling it however the fuck he wants. proper measurements take time he could spend drafting or making more spaceships, he'll save measuring and straightedges for drafts he deems important enough

• Uses blueprinting paper. there's no practical purpose for this, he just digs it

• Drafts with whatever writing utensil is on hand

• He gets inspired quite often so he usually keeps a drafting notepad on him just in case

• Leaves a *lot* of notes. Most of them are completely unnecessary and are a funny contrast to his haphazard dimensioning

• Pretty dang good at autocad! Usually reserves it for projects that require a lot more collaboration however

• Usually drafts in metric, can dimension in imperial but prefers not to

• 100% sets autocad to the light background like a monster

• Do not give him any 3d modelling software, he might blow up the computer

Emmet

• Either really good or really bad at drawings (obvs leaning towards bad. we remember the break in plans)

• Dimensions in imperial. I cant justify this one he just does. god bless america or something idk

• Owns a couple drafting pencils but rarely uses them, most of the time he drafts in marker or pen much to the chagrin of anyone who needs to read his drafts (or delight if you're unikitty)

• Started learning how to use autocad after taco tuesday and he's actually pretty good at it! he does use an architectural dimstyle for everything though which is particularly annoying when he's quite often not drafting buildings now

• Has labelled and colored layers 👍 enough said

• Uses disgustingly thick lineweights. horrible.

• Rarely if ever 3d models so he's not good at it, he mostly works on things that 2d conveys better anyways

• Although he's not the best drafter of the master builders, his construction background makes him the best at reading drafts, give him a unikitty draft and he can decipher it like it's nothing

Metalbeard

• Probably the best at drafting of the master builders, he's got the age advantage and lots of practice from making ships

• Drafts in pencil, quill, or charcoal depending

• Who needs straightedges or angle stencils when youre basically a pirate cyborg, expect robot like precision

• Doesn't use standard measuring conventions, instead opts to use the dumbest things possible. The Sea cow's units of measurement were seagulls. It isnt that he cant do normal units of measurement, he just prefers his made up ones

• Makes his drafting paper by himself

• Pretty good with 2d and 3d modelling surprisingly. He doesn't like either, however, he much prefers drafting on paper

• Leaves an average amount of notes on his drafts but has the most disgustingly fancy cursive and writes in his piratey english. Often a nightmare to read if you aren't used to his writing

• Will sometimes do blueprint swaps with Benny wherein they critique each other's work. not sure when they started doing it, but it's become a weekly activity for them

Unikitty

• Worst drafter of the main masterbuilder crew. Most people think it's because she's a cat but no she just doesnt take drafting seriously in the slightest

• Drafts like she's making an arts and crafts project. She has put several bottles of glitter on singular drafts and she will do it again

• Dimensions in rainbows, no knows what this means other than emmet

• Gives the longest, most complicated titles possible

• No such thing as straight lines

• Is entirely capable of drafting properly, just refuses to

• Leaves notes that are entirely unrelated to the draft. she wont tell you how youre supposed to connect two objects but she *will* tell you about the sandwich she ate while making the draft

• Doesnt use autocad, looks too boring

• Didnt use any 3d modelling softwares until she realized you can change the appearance of materials. that was a game changer. still much prefers drafting on paper though

• Likes drafting with emmet sometimes since he seems to be the only person who understands her drawings. to this day no one understands how he does it

Vitruvius

• Going blind has, surprisingly, not made him much worse at drafting, just changed his process a bit

• Drafts in pencil

• Probably the person who least frequently drafts of the main masterbuilders. On account of just not needing to and also on account of being dead

• Dimensions in the old anglo-saxon units of measurement

• Doesn't title his drafts and doesnt see a point in doing so

• Leaves the most vague, utterly confusing notes on his drawings. theyre still related to the drawings unlike unikitty's notes, but theyre very odd

• Doesn't use autocad or 3d modelling softwares, partially because he wouldnt really be able to on account of being blind but also partially because he doesn't really know what they are

• There isnt really much to say about his drafting skills he's about as normal of a drafter as a masterbuilder can be

Wyldstyle

• An engineering teacher's dream student. She may not have the amount of experience metalbeard has but she's still very skilled

• Doesn't like drafting on paper and won't if she doesn't have to

• When she does draft on paper she uses a drafting mechanical pencils. she also 100% collects them

• dimensions in metric to exactly 3 decimal places

• leaves very few if any notes (always very concise ones if included)

• has a case of staedtler stencils that she bought 4 years ago and never uses

• picked up a habit of doodling on drafts from batman but will never admit she got the habit from him

• Autocad PRO. Also really damn good at solidworks and fusion. Give this girl a computer and she'll give you a motorcycle assembly within the hour

• Specializes in automotives

• Spends time with Emmet on the weekends teaching him how to use digital drafting softwares (this process was incredibly frusturating at first but gets easier with time)

[dark-elf-writes]

Izuku as a child of Apollo just having a million big brothers/sisters and most are heroes is hilarious. None of fhem are letting their baby brother be bullied. Nope.

Oh god, Snipe, Hawks and Hizashi would be the most protective siblings and if you went ‘bad Inko’ i can juat imagine that custody battle. Hizashi ‘married to high school sweetheart’, Hawks ‘commission agent’ and Snipe ‘has a gun and no issue threatning people’. It would be hilarious.

The children of Apollo normally got along.

Okay well that wasn’t exactly true, but very rarely did they try to shoot at each other or scream the other’s eardrums out which put them head and shoulders over some demigod half-siblings. They weren’t Ares kids after all, they could keep it together.

Or they could, until their newest sibling came along.

Izuku Midoriya was an anomaly, a rare inheritor of their father’s knowledge aspect though just hearing them talk Hizashi swore up and down there was some music talent in there somewhere, and the kid always seemed to know exactly where villain or monster attacks would happen like they could see them coming… even if they took that knowledge and used it to run towards the fights rather than away. They didn’t have the usual look of an Apollo kid (Hizashi was the only one of them that had drawn that card) but it was nearly impossible to miss if someone knew what to look for, and the three heroes definitely knew what to look for.

But Izuku different from a typical Apollo kid or not wasn’t the problem. No the problem was that none of them could agree on what to do with them.

“I’m married!” Hizashi hissed, careful to keep their voice at a normal volume. The last time they had let their quirk slip against one of their brothers they had been dodging feathers for a week and they had no desire to repeat the experience. “And I’m a teacher! I have the best claim to a stable home life as any of us.”

Keigo narrowed his eyes, a feather twisting around his fingers as his annoyance grew. “I’m the Number Three Hero! If any one of us could take care of a kid it’s me!”

Snipe (why their brother had decided he preferred his hero name even in the off hours Hizashi would never understand, but they would honor his wishes) toyed with his gun. The fact that the barrel was pointed away from Hizashi at the moment did nothing to comfort them. It didn’t really matter where he pointed the damn things when dear old dad gave him the ability to curve his bullets.

(Hizashi would be more jealous that both of them got some sort of telekinesis while Hizashi could only be considered slightly above average when it came to anything involving projectiles but really they thought Voice was the coolest.)

“I am the only sane one between us.” Debatable, but again Hizashi wasn’t very interested in catching a bullet even if their brother had swapped them out for nonlethal rounds. They had seen the damage he could do with nerf bullets and the rounds he had were a far cry from those. “And I’m also a teacher. So don’t give me that look Zashi.”

They smoothed their face, cursing themself for letting their annoyance show. Normally they were better than this but their brothers knew just how to get under their skin.

“Um,” All three of them jolted having forgotten their sibling was still there watching them with those wide green eyes so full of wonder. “You don’t have to fight over me. I’m fine. Really.”

They weren’t. The kid’s sleeves weren’t nearly long enough to hide the bruises and fresh burns on their arms and Hizashi was pretty sure they had seen the kid limping before they had finished the fight. As much as they wanted to be picking a fight with their brothers right now… healing first.

And Hizashi was the best healer.

(Ha!)

“You’re not fine, listener,” Their voice went gentle, low, the soothing rumble under it already encouraging healing raven as they knelt beside Izuku. “Our brothers are just being stupid. It’s pretty common experience.”

“Hey!”

“Zashi!”

They smiled, bright. Blinding to anyone who didn’t also have sunlight in their blood. “C’mon. We can head back to my place and get you patched up. Any other… arrangements can be made after you’re healed.”

“I’m coming too!”

“And me!”

Shouta was going to kill them… but at least Hizashi could shove their brothers at him first for canon fodder.

Izuku looked like they might argue but…

“Ours,” they said. “You said they are our brothers.”

Hizashi ran careful fingers over the kid’s cheek. “Ours. We Apollo kids have to stick together after all… even if some of us are annoying.”

“Coming from Queen annoying that says a lot,” Hawks mumbled. Hizashi made a mental note to curse him into speaking in lyrics later. They were pretty sure he had a meeting coming up where that would be particularly annoying.

Izuku looked between the three of them, eyes burning like the noonday sun as they hunted for something in their expressions. But eventually they smiled. “I’ve always wanted big siblings.”

Shit, Hizashi thought. They were going to end up with the most complicated three way custody agreement they just knew it.

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Munchen Bastard vs Manshine City: The Finale

This panel is inexplicably hilarious to me. Isagi reflects so calmly on that batshit match like he and Kaiser were being completely normal and reasonable. That was an average match. Nothing to see or comment on there.

Is it still a technical foul if the one you're assaulting is on your own team? Anyway.

...god, I want to see what Blue Lock TV has to say about that one. You know it's wild when Nagi and Reo go full uh... Nagi and Reo, and they're still not the biggest trainwreck ('most interesting') of a duo on the field.

Ego talking about Nagi's goal as a one-hit wonder is interesting, because I think he's right that Nagi will never be able to replicate it. Nagi could barely keep that same energy going for the match he was already in, let alone another one. Nagi, whose only real faults read as 'just less experienced than everyone else', seems to finally be getting a real flaw he'll have to work on - motivation. Which is interesting, right, given his motivation is supposed to be getting the world cup with Reo - but that's not a big enough driver to keep him really going? Episode Nagi's reframing of events seems mildly contradictory in that way. Guess we'll see how it goes.

Suddenly, Yukimiya. You know a guy is screwed when he starts saying shit like "god never gives you more than you can handle!" He can pretend he's gonna be a player all he wants, I don't think he's coming back in any major capacity.

Oh yeah, speaking of Isagi blasting past people regardless of their sad backstories, Sae is inevitably going to be Isagi's midfielder later, right? Because screw Rin, right? That's awesome, I can't wait.

I don't know much about soccer, but as a 'playmaker' who is very good at strategic passing, would Isagi be better off as a midfielder like Sae? Is that a criminal thing to say. I'm sorry. Isagi's just really bad at actually scoring goals lately. Maybe he should refocus. Since he apparently thinks he doesn't need any special moves to get one over on Kaiser, he might want to build the skillset he definitely already has. (amazed at Isagi's hyper-confident bullshit).

Kaiser just like. Ruined a goal. For his own teammate. Is that legal? Should it be illegal? Obviously this shit can only happen in Blue Lock but is it REALLY something sponsors are gonna like like. 'oh yeah that's a good team player that guy he'll work really well in a team', REALLY?

I guess teams only seem to consist of like max. four relevant people at any one time so what does it matter... the author only sometimes remembers Chigiri and Kunigami are around... particularly insulting for Kunigami all things considered.

Actually, it'd be so cool if Kira reappears after Wild Card as a final joker card boss or something. I'd love that. Please do that. I'll be sad if that doesn't happen now.

Just once, I want to see these jackasses go up against a really competent goalie. I want Kaiser Impact stopped dead. Just once. Please.

For real though, it does make their soccer feel pretty 'incomplete' that other players like that aren't really accounted for. These guys don't feel like they're training to go up against really competent defense or anything. Maybe the author just doesn't think it exists. I don't know.

Backstory: I played soccer for two years in primary school, and the first year I was defense. Our forwards were so competent the ball very rarely came anywhere near us, so I didn't have to be good or anything. It's not like I could do much if it did. So my soccer experience is entirely consistent with Blue Lock, but that doesn't mean I have to like it! Why are these pro athletes on the same level as me at age 10!

Ness is so funny. I want to see his Kaiser stan account's deranged blogging of the entire Blue Lock experience.

I love that Isagi thought so hard he passed out. "Metavision" is so funny.

One, why is Noa's bedroom some sci-fi alien ship. Two, why was Isagi taken THERE when he passed out. Did Ego just like. Not fund an infirmary? Is that where Blue Lock cut costs? I'd buy it.

Noa's just watching his team burn with a completely impassive face. Man he does not give a SHIT, I bet he's loving Kaiser getting assaulted by some random high schooler.

The idea that Ego ever actually played soccer is bonkers to me. Like, it makes perfect sense. But I don't buy it. Seeing that guy in soccer shorts will actually make my brain melt out my ears.

But of course Blue Lock, designed to attract/produce guys that are not even remotely normal about each other, was founded by a guy that is also not normal about another dude. Phenomenal stuff.

Bastard Munchen's sponsors watching Isagi and Kaiser brutalise each other on the field like "yeah we want that all the time actually"

I expected Shidou to rank much higher given his U-20 showing. How is he so much lower than Rin? Does Rin just knock him unconscious before every match?

If I were told I had the same worth as Ness I think I'd kill myself.

LET'S GO BAROUUUUUU