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[jayrockin]

I'm a little curious, how much of Talita's (or centaurs' in general) head and neck is fluff?

Just looking how deep into the fuzz her eyeglass strap sinks when she wears them kinda reminds me of owls, and it got me wondering.

(I remember seeing baby great gray owls at a zoo once. They were at the stage where the facial feather disc had already mostly grown in, but the rest of the head was still sparce baby fluff, and it made them look like they were missing the entire head behind the face. I'm kinda imagining a similar effect.)

Yeah, the back of a centaur's head is mostly air.

The long mane feathers mask the effect but the only significant organ back there is the vocal lungs, which can puff out the back of the neck even further. Centaurs visibly inhale into their neck before speaking (the effect is especially dramatic before shouting). Inflation is driven by the contraction of a muscle that connects a cartilaginous "diaphragm" to the rear crest of the skull. This lifts the diaphragm perpendicular to the neck and draws air into the lungs. I animated centaur respiration three years ago but the design of the vocal lungs has changed a little since then.... though the lungs still connect to massive sinuses behind the eyes.

Talita's glasses have a strap that sits between the notch created by the back of her skull and the vocal lung diagram. They also have some rubber grippy bands sewn into to keep it from sliding up her mane feathers. It works well enough.

[mosqitofood]

[kevindayslover]

★ jean moreau appearance hcs because i love him ★

he looks like a high-fashion model

you know how people talk about that "ugly model look"?? that's literally jean

his nose looks really big on his face, and he has one of those classic very French bumps on the bridge of it???? call me crazy but im in love

his nose is just so long and beautiful and i feel like it's probably the highlight of his face

sparce beauty marks on his face and i will die on this hill oml

he has one under his lip, maybe one on the side of his nose, some on his neck??? like one or two on his cheeks UGH

lemme pop off abt his eyes real quick

he has "bedroom eyes", very hooded, very tired-looking

they're a little downturned and it's so stunning

i feel like in general just the drooping quality of his eyes makes them look a little sultry????? correct me if im wrong 😳

the grey looks SO good with his super pale skin tone too and it just all goes together well

and the bags under his eyes are deep and dark from years of a fucked up sleep schedule and he looks so good with it

those eye bags are designer istg

(this is a side note, but imagine jean with his pretty eyes and smudged eyeliner??? that would destroy the masses (jeremy))

his eyelashes are longggggg!!!!!

and his eyebrows are very nice and thick please just give me this

AND and the space between the end of his nose and his mouth (philtrum??) is small, there just isn't much space there

BUT despite that he has a very defined cupid's bow UGGHHH

his bottom lip is a lot bigger than his top lip though and it makes his mouth look so kissable???????

dont even get me started on this man's bone structure (just kidding)

you can bet he has some of the most beautiful cheekbones you've ever seen and his whole face has this hollow look to it

not to be political, but this man has some BEAUTIFUL natural curls, but he couldn't take care of his hair super well in the nest so suddenly he's in cali and his hair curls and he's just like "oh"

just imagine jean-yves moreau always looking like a tired, off-duty, high-fashion model

but also i imagine him really boney, like those collarbones jeremy was obsessing over are prominent and so gorgeous

i feel like he has a really long, slim neck (idk why that feels so random, but i know it's the truth in my core)

he probably has some acne scarring on his cheeks, and speaking of scars, he probably has a lot of little ones here and there ((and then some big ones, too. but i don't really want to make myself sad, so just assume))

he's totally the type to have natural blush on his cheeks and i feel like that happens on his knuckles and knees, just all of those really pretty joints

i think i could talk about him forever but this post is getting long so i'm going to stop there, give me more jean appearance hcs because they're getting me through these last weeks of school

[kitcat22]

Turgon, Idril, Tuor, Earendil, and Elwing in Valinor together like ….

Turgon vibrating with fury watching the tapestries in the Halls as his great grand-babies get kidnapped by his evil ( at least seriously messed up) cousins.

Tuor holding Earendil while he cries over how he hasn’t seen his kids since they were six and he was in his thirties and how he’ll never see Elros again and doesn’t know if Elrond will ever sail.

Fearing your children are being tortured/abused/neglected because you chose to save the world and left them behind in doing do. Having to wear a constant reminder of that all the time.

Idril & Tuor & Earendil commiserating over possibly never meeting their grandchildren

Idril setting a place for her grandkids at every dinner because goddamn it she will not be caught unprepared (Turgon showed up unannounced at her house post re-embodiment and she had nothing ready for him. No she has not forgiven him for the lack of warning.)

Earendil and Elwing, after finding out Elrond and Elros lived through Sirion, keeping a closet full of valinor style clothes. Because their sons don’t have to wear passed down and re-use old clothing anymore (albeit fancy clothing, they are princes after all) clothes are not a commodity that is ever sparce in Valinor. ( they have clothes for kids, teenagers and adults )

Somehow Celebrimbor’s posessions get delivered to Valinor and among them is a sketchbook filled with a lot of Celebrimbor’s designs. Earendil and Elwing have a look through them and a collection of papers fall out with drawings, some painted and coloured, some not. They are filled with artworks of different people. There are some of Galadariel, Gil Galad, Erestor. One of them is of Elrond and Elros during the war of wrath both young looking, the equivalent to 16-ish. Elrond sits on a rock fully armoured sharpening his sword with his eyes slightly shut. Elros Standing beside him leaning on his sword, glaring at something not pictured with a harsh expression on his face. This piece is simply titled ‘War’. The other peace is of Elrond post war of wrath about 18-ish standing with a soft smile on his face while a young child offers him a flower. This piece is titled ‘Healing’. Earendil and Elwing both cry and are allowed to keep the artworks. They have never seen their sons older than 6. They cant even tell who is who in the first art work.

[operafantomet]

Hello. Can you make a photoset of Lina Mendes's Christine wardrobe, please? I love that she got to wear many vintage costumes

VERY MUCH THIS. I am still so pleasantly surprised about some of the choices made for principal Lina Mendes and alternate Giulia Nadruz. That they resurrected the old Dutch costumes instead of making lots of new stuff, OMG! My inner Phantom costume nerd exploded with happiness. So yes! As a general note, all costumes were flewn in from Germany, which is also where they had the Dutch one in stock. This is also why the mix is German/Dutch. Here goes:

Hannibal 'Slavegirl' costume: Looked like a fairly standard recent German (Essen era) bodice, complete with wristbands and the distinct German Christine tiara:

The Elissa skirt: OMG THE RED SKIRT. Red skirts originated in Stockholm and Scheveningen; I wanna say this is is one of the original Dutch skirts due to the specific tab decorations. But it has been used in Germany for many years too; first appearing on Janine Kitzen in Stuttgart, and last on Michelle van de Ven in Hamburg and Elizabeth Welch in Oberhausen. Still, a rare one so yipee hooray on another principal wearing it!

The dressing gown: A very big-patterned skirt and fitted look. Another Essen costume that's been in the loop for some years, I wanna say this was first made for and worn by Beatrix Reiterer in Essen, and last used by Elizabeth Welch and Annemarijn Mandaag in Oberhausen.

Maid / Serafimo: The German maid skirt has typically been white, and the breeches typically mint green, from the original Hamburg production to the most recent Oberhausen production. So also here, worn by Lina Mendes in Sao Paulo.

The Rooftop costume: O... M... G. That is the wildest Rooftop dress ever made. Electric blue brocade covered with spray-painted contured lace, and with blue and purple decorations. Made for the original Dutch production, is a costume I never thought I would see on stage again. The costume looked quite overwhelmingly bad backstage. This is a good lesson in COSTUMES ARE MADE FOR THE STAGE, because it looks good under the lamp lights, and especially paired with a calming mint cloak.

The Star Princess: This is another good lesson in COSTUMES ARE MADE FOR THE STAGE, as this skirt also looked rather bad backstage. Plastic-like overlayer, with thick pink silk ribbons attaching the big silver stars. It looked like a children's version of the costume. But look at it on stage! Also nicely paired with a classic bodice with discrete beading and rich ruffles.

The Wishing dress: Oh yes they did! Paired that truly vintage Dutch Wishing bodice with a larger German skirt. The bodice can be recognized by the larger appliquées and the stripy cuffs, very typical for the first European versions of the costume. Me like.

The Aminta costume: No huge surprises here. One of the new Hamburg dresses, made in the style of the old Hamburg dresses - but with the addition of the Dutch aprons, just to keep that Dutch flair no? Nice combo.

The wedding dress: AAAA OOOOOHHH OH MY!!! Those bodices. Words can't express how much I love the earlt European bodices, with their exaggerated lines, long bodices, defined waistlines, rich silvery fabric and DECORATIONS. It was paired with a more unambitious recent German skirt, but with its long lines the whole costume reflect rather well on Maria Bjørnson's design. The old Dutch skirts had much more sparce lace.

Also bonus that the other Brazilian Christines wore the same type of bodice, which meant lots of photos of them in use. Here's alternate Giulia Nadruz:

So yeah... the saga of vintage Dutch costumes as worn by principal Lina Mendes in the Sao Paulo revival, and as originally designed by Maria Bjørnson.

[blanketorghost]

When In Dreams I Go To You

Azul Ashengrotto x Yuu Fujisaki (OC)

Word count: 2,624

Author's note: uuh yeah this lacks a lot of context that comes from other fics but I really wanted to publish this very specific part of their story. A year and a half after the main storyline. Azul is 19 and in his senior internships and Yuu is 20 and back on Earth.

Summary: After months of work and research, Yuu, Ortho and Idia made a reliable duplicate portal. Initally designed to let Grim travel between worlds, Azul catches word of it first. And having regretted the sour note they left their relationship on, Azul strongarms himself into the operation and surprises Yuu on Earth. Right as he was about to make the first step into moving on from his ex boyfriend.

This scene is the 3rd ish part of this earth centric arc.

"What were you even planning to do once Idia-san manages to create a way for you to travel back? Would you just... pop in for a visit?"

Yuu merely shrugs and turns around, walking to the pantry and taking out a small glass jar with more leaves. "Maybe. I was hoping I'd be able to before you graduate."

"... and?" Azul's breath catches in his throat, eyes scanning each and every one of Yuu's movements as he filled the kettle with water again and put it on the stove to boil, this time filled with a different blend of tea inside.

"... I don't know. Maybe I could've caught a glimpse of you when the seniors were back."

"Is looking at me from afar enough for you?"

"I like to lie to myself and pretend it is."

Azul worries his lip as he looks down at his own tea, which had become lukewarm long ago. His reflection merely stares back, eyebrows furrowed, and eyes glazed over as he mulled over his next words. "Did you ever think about me?"

An uncomfortable, faint echo reverberates through the room, only now making Azul notice how sparcely decorated it is.

As if taken from a minimalist magazine, Yuu's apartment looked... cold. Not lived in. There wasn't even a hint of the warmth that his old bedroom in Ramshackle had, one which was full of little trinkets and gifts he's collected.

Yuu lingers at the edge of the marble counter, staring at the kettle with such intensity one might think that'd be enough to make it break. "... Is the sky blue?" He utters out, his voice bouncing off the walls, giving even more weight to his words.

"Is water wet?" The kettle boils, and the shrill sound of its whistle makes Azul flinch before Yuu turns the stove off.

He takes his time to pour a fresh cup of tea and takes another cookie, carefully placing both on a saucer. Yuu slowly balances the small plate with both hands as he walks back to the coffee table and places it in front of Azul, then takes the old cup of already-cold tea from his hands.

"Does Yuu Fujisaki think of Azul Ashengrotto?"

He whispers softly as their eyes meet, and Yuu's hand grazes Azul's fingers when he gently tugs the cup away. He silently walks back to the kitchen and pours the contents down the drain. He turns on the faucet and lets the sound of flowing water take over as he gently scrubs the dishes, creating a generous layer of foam build up before rinsing.

Azul's breath wavers as he shakily takes the new tea placed in front of him. He feels his own strength somehow leave him, as if the contents of the cup had just suddenly transformed to lead and his arms had had all their bones removed.

"I think this blend might suit you better. It's less strong than the matcha I mull. More similar to the black tea you have at the lounge." Yuu says as he washes the last dish left and starts wiping everything dry. "It goes well with the cookies."

Azul simply nods and takes a sip of the piping hot beverage. He was right, like always. The tea was rich and just slightly bitter, perfectly balancing out the sweetness of the cookie. It was slightly smoky and earthy, warm and comforting. Just enough for Azul to try and speak again.

"Why did you not call?"

Maybe that wasn't a good idea.

Yuu moves on with his task, wiping stubornly at a mug. Then takes a pair of chopsticks and does the same with each.

"Would you have picked up?" Finally, Yuu answers. His posture slumps, and he places a plate on the dishrack. "Would you..." his voice breaks, and he has to cover his mouth with one hand as his shoulders tremble.

The room is filled with heavy silence as Azul waits for Yuu to say something. Anything. Should he come there and comfort him instead? Would Yuu even accept that after all the pain he's caused him?

He was never good with these kinds of situations. Yuu was the one who did the reassuring, the one who made him cups of fresh tea when he was upset and wiped frustrating tears away in the worse days. Yuu was the one who cared for everyone else.

"Why did you come?" Yuu hugs himself tight, the slightest hint of his deltoids showing through his woolen vest from the sheer strength of his grip.

Azul, in response, takes a sharp breath. He wanted to say it was obvious. That the reason he threw himself into that portal was to take Yuu back with him now that he was more successful, now that he could provide and give him everything he wanted.

But could he really do that?

Could he really, when Yuu's face was basically in every billboard, in every magazine from this world? How could he compete when Yuu had already reached the top and he was just starting out?

His voice catches in his throat when he tries to speak. Truly, it was foolish to think he could satisfy Yuu. Deep down, he already knew this. Yet, he still needed to say it. He couldn't just stand by and let Yuu suffer alone, thinking he didn't want him back. Because Sevens, he wanted him.

He needed to let him know that his abscence haunted him constantly. That every little thing, every detail, and subtle touch he added to his contracts were a testament to Yuu's impact in his life. He could see him everywhere. In the honey in his tea, in the carefully laid out blankets in his hotel rooms, or in the shaky lines of a bad drawing.

He hated to admit that the warmth Yuu gave him when they were friends, when they were lovers, was one he couldn't replicate. No amount of searching, no amount of money could buy what Yuu made him feel. What Yuu specifically made him feel.

Azul worries his bottom lip until he feels that still foreign, metallic taste of blood in his mouth. Words were his trade. They were the glue that held his contracts together. Yet, there he was, unable to string a sentence that could possibly encapsule Yuu's importance to him. His knuckles turn white as he grips the teacup tightly against his chest, and, as a small mercy to the delicate porcelain, he digs his hand onto his coat pocket, hitting something hard.

...

His hand curls around the flat slate, slowly taking it out. He caresses the wood's surface, the small etches hand carved onto it, and the slightly faded off paint from constant use. The ribbon at the top had also slightly frayed at the edges, something he had to fix himself by burning them slightly a few months back. He turns the slab around and looks at the handpainted message on the back, which sparkled with his own signature golden ink. Yet, the writing wasn't his. The gentle strokes of a foreign language were there, still legible thanks to that translator amulet he'd invested on a while ago.

Azul didn't even need that, though. He thought. He could've recited those phrases by memory with how often he'd read them.

"....U... Unlike the waves..." He starts, his voice shaky and slow. He'd never dared to recite this out loud in the months before, but now, it felt, more than ever, that those words were calling to him. "... that come up to the shore of Suminoe..." Azul gulps, his mouth gone dry. Still, he pushes on. Only a line left. "In the gathered night..."

"... When in dreams I go to you, You hide from people's eyes."

Yuu's voice takes him by surprise as he recites the rest, his tone just as weak.

Azul had always wondered what the rest of that poem said, what made Yuu want to write those specific words into his 18th birthday gift. And what were those last lines that completed it. Now, he didn't know if he regretted or delighted in hearing them. He can no longer count the nights he'd spent awake thinking about them. Were they merely something beautiful to adorn the bookmark at his insistence, or were there something more?

Even in the brief period in which they dated, Yuu refused to complete the poem for him, giving him promises of getting him the full anthology for him to read and enjoy. But he couldn't have enjoyed it.

Even when, a mere week after their break up, Yuu sent over the carefully wrapped book, Azul couldn't get himself to open it and find the end for himself. Not when all he could think about was Yuu's sweet voice reciting those first verses to him.

Now, he had his answer. An answer that squeezed his heart and made him want to scream and cry into the void. Yet also made him want to run into Yuu's arms and drown in his embrace, lay there and feel his scent again, his soft hands holding his back, and listen to his heartbeat, no matter how changed he was now.

"Why did you come here?"

Azul was so dazed he didn't notice that Yuu had kneeled right in front of him, arms crossed in that familiar defensive way. He couldn't dare look at his eyes, no matter how much he missed that mauve hue. He didn't deserve it.

Yet, his eyes moved by themselves, tracing the imaginary lines from his collar to his neck, his jaw to his moles, his lips to his nose, and his cheeks to his eyes and brows, which were furrowed into a tight grimace despite that beautiful shine his irises gave off. He was still perfect after all this time.

"Yuu...." He whispers, tears welling up in his eyes. "Isn't it obvious?" Was he really going to force him to say it out loud? How much he missed him, how much he needed him. Weren't the words they exchanged when they were together enough?

"I don't want to get my hopes up again." Yuu says softly as he tightens his arms around himself in that heartbreaking way he does when he's upset.

Right.

Azul was the one to break things off. He was the one to leave Ramshackle early after the farewell party, and he was the one who rejected Yuu's last attempt to reconcile before he left. But could he not cut him some slack, too?

They knew this was going to happen eventually. And Yuu deserved to go back home without any responsibilities to burden him back in Twisted Wonderland.

He had to do it for his own good. He had to.

He had to.

At least, that's what he told himself. That's the only thing that gave him a morsel of comfort after months of grief and pain.

Then why, especially now, did it feel like it was a horrible mistake?

"I miss you." Azul finally admits out loud, feeling like he's swallowed shards of glass that tore out his vocal chords. The truth was bitter and sticky and so sharply painful he felt as if his whole neck was being torn out. As if two fires had ignited in his lungs, making it impossible to breathe.

"I miss you too." Yuu whispers back, his expression getting softer. A small mercy for Azul's shattered hearts.

"I came here for you." If he was going to be honest, Azul may as well get everything out now that he had Yuu here. He didn't know when would be the next time they'd be allowed a moment like this. "I needed to see you again. I wanted to make things right between us."

"Why?" Yuu asks again and makes a face. Was he really going to force him to say it? Obviously, it was because he loved him. Obviously, it was because he wanted him back. So why did he need Azul to say it out loud?

Azul gulps and musters the courage to look at Yuu's eyes again. He simply couldn't say no to that pleading look, to those puppy dog eyes, and that kicked dog expression. Did he need it that much? Did his gaze really betray the amount of trust Yuu had on his words?

Fine. Then so be it.

He'd write him an entire book if he needed to.

"Because I love you." Azul struggles to get the words out, his tongue suddenly deciding to rebel against him. Yet, he continues on. "I still love you. And I'm sorry."

"I love you too." Yuu's hand reaches out to caress Azul's cheek. And, at that moment, he thinks the dam's about to break. Sevens know he can already feel the cracks forming. "And I'm sorry, too."

"Why? I broke up with you."

"I know, but I didn't make the break up easy either. I'm sorry." Yuu strokes his cheek with his thumb and places his other hand above Azul's, the one that held onto the bookmark. "I kept on sending you gifts but didn't have the courage to even write to you." He bites his cheek before continuing, "I was too scared you'd throw any letters away."

"I would - I would never do that -" Now it's Azul turn to frown as his tone turns more indignant. He wouldn't have read them, probably, just like how he'd never unwrapped any present Yuu sent. But he still kept everything. A part of him was scared. Scared of the feelings they might reignite. But he would never throw away something as precious as Yuu's gifts were.

"I was still scared." Yuu smiles a little. "Can you blame me?"

"No, I cannot." Azul snorts in response, a bit of the tension breaking. Somehow, Yuu always knew how to make difficult conversations easy. "But I still wouldn't have thrown them away."

"Good to know." Yuu squeezes his hand. Once again, it demonstrated just how easily it was for him to make Azul's heart melt.

They stay there, looking at each other for what feels like an eternity. Finally having enough time to examine those little things that had changed in just one year of being apart. The new earrings, the longer hair, the slightly matured features, and slightly more pronounced eye bags. He looked so... uncanny. Not exactly the same Yuu he met, but not exactly a foreign look either. Like an odd middle ground he couldn't pinpoint. Would his hugs still feel familiar? Would his skin feel the same? Would he carry the same scent? The answer should've been obvious, but Azul couldn't help but wonder.

Were his kisses still the same?

He lingers on Yuu's face, letting go of the bookmark and cupping his cheek. The way Yuu leans to his touch is so familiar. A habit formed after hundreds of times. His other hand soon follows the first, framing his face with his fingers. Just like before.

It's always been easy to pull him close. Yuu always allowed Azul to do so. The lack of resistance took a weight off of Azul's shoulders. He didn't need to fight for Yuu's affection. He gave it away so freely all the time. It sometimes made Azul jealous. But in times like this, that kind of trust was all he needed. All he needed to know was that he was doing the right thing when he pressed his lips to Yuu's, and Yuu so easily kissed back.

It was awkward to have Yuu kneeling on the ground, though. He would've much rather had him sitting on the couch beside him. But beggars can't be choosers, and right now, all Azul begged for was for the Yuu he knew and loved to take him back in his arms again.

[pepperochau]

hello everyone and good afternoon, my name is pepperochau and i am here to talk to you today about the one, the only, the futher mucker itself: dudunsparce. this will be a bit of the read, so follow the cut to see the rest!

majestic, is it not? personally i was not the biggest fan when it was revealed, but it has grown on me since then.

now, there is at current a very strong, loud refrain in the pokemon fandom that dudunsparce is a joke, and was always meant to be a joke. they say "people have wanted an epic dragon evolution for twenty years, and gamefreak has trolled them"; "dudunsparce is supposed to be a bad/lame/dumb design because it's a joke".

however! i disagree. i have been a lifelong fan of dunsparce, ever since i was a young malformed guttersnipe who thought it was a mythical pokemon, and i can safely say i've never wanted it to become a dragon. however, i also have never viewed it as a joke pokemon. so to hear people write off the design of dudunsparce as simply "a joke" has frustrated me to no end. so to you, reader, i would like to provide an explanation for why dudunsparce is what it is—a mess.

so, let's start at the beginning of the line with dunsparce.

many people will look at dunsparce's name and their mind immediately goes to dunce, sparce. and, fair enough, as it does look a bit dopey doesn't it? Other languages also give it names meaning "dumb" or "oafish" like the German Dummisel and the French Isolourdo respectively. now, I cant speak on how strong brand consistency was back in Gen 2, so maybe they were just aping off the same perception most English speakers had of the name. or it is possible that TPCi had always intended this interpretation. who is to say.

but there is a more obvious, widely overlooked aspect of its name: Dun. as in a subadult version of an insect, traditionally used when describing mayflies.

IN FACT this is such an underacknowledged aspect of its name that even on Bulbapedia, one of the most important secondary sources of information on pokemon next to serebii, i was hard pressed to find any mention of it at any point earlier than 2022, in an article revision that SIMILARLY went unnoted and uncommented on.

future editions of this article maintain both definitions of the word "dun".

but with this aspect of its name in mind, you'll notice that the rather un-tsuchinoko-like aspects of its design become more coherent, like its near-useless bug wings and stripey back. because its not just a snake with a fat tummy, but a fat bumblebee as well! wow!!! so cool!!!!!

now that this preamble is out of the way, we can finally move onto the mon of the hour: dudunsparce

pokedex entries for dudunsparce's 3-segment form mention that "the number of segments a Dudunsparce’s body has is determined by the Pokémon’s genes." at first glance it feels like a bit of a lore cop out for a formchange with no effect on gameplay. but remember how dunsparce has some partial insect inspiration? with this in mind, dudunsparce reveals itself to be, first and foremost, a reference to the Drosophila fruit fly's bithorax mutation:

as you can see, sometimes the genes for the termination of the thorax are copied accidentally, resulting in a copied thorax in the afflicted insect! and with "dun" meaning a subadult insect, we can reconceptualize dudunsparce from a simple joke, to a pokemon species whose inherent genetic mutations have kept it from reaching its true adult form! it even has the stripey butt that a fruit fly has!! so cool!!! a bit sad though, don't you think?

but there are still yet unexplored depths to the design of dudunsparce. for example: why does dudunsparce have a two-layered drill tail? why is there a random spiral on its first segment? well, allow me to introduce you to yet another muckerfuther: the cuélebre.

now i know what you may be thinking: this looks nothing like dudunsparce. and certainly, the resemblance is minimal. but allow me to share with you some mythological information about the cuélebre:

The cuélebre is a multi-winged serpent from Cantabrian and Asturian folklore, both of which are regions of modern-day spain.

The cuélebre's impervious scales grow thicker with age

The cuelebre's only weak spot is its throat

The cuelebre lives in deep caves

The cuelebre retreats to Mar Cuajada in old age, a place with diamonds covering the bottom

sound familiar? it should, because you will notice that dudunsparce mirrors all of these traits almost to a T:

Paldea is based on Spain, and Dudunsparce is a fat snake with multiple wings; or, a winged serpent.

Dudunsparce has much bulkier defensive stats than its preevolution Dunsparce (125/80/75 compared to 100/70/65), and has an extra hard "cap" layer on its tail

There is a seemingly random spiral pattern on the underside of Dudunsparce's first segment, or on its throat, regardless of form

Dudunsparce is mentioned by the pokedex to make sprawling nests in the bedrock, and is only find in the wild in Area Zero

The lowest point of Area Zero is covered in large, diamantine crystals

and for the people who still want dudunsparce to be a "joke": the cuélebre isn't even a very impressive dragon in itself: it hoards treasure and fairy women, and if you encounter it on the night of Midsummer, then you can kill it by tricking it into eating a bread or cake that's full of pins or hot irons. the worst thing it does in folklore that i can find is that it floods a town once because they weren't able to give it its daily cow head. the cuélebre is a nuisance first, and a (sort of) dragon second.

now, i don't want to be raining on people's fun, so i'll take a moment to take my lumps: i wasn't able to find very much information on the cuélebre, so there's a strong chance i am misrepresenting the creature here. aso, people are allowed to view dudunsparce as just a joke pokemon, and to like it as sich, and that's fine! i'm not here to tell you how to engage with your hobbies!

but, when i see that being the only reason that people give for liking the design? when i see that being given as the only reason given for why it looks the way it does? when i see pokemon videos on youtube that quickly bring up and then dismiss dudunsparce as a joke as if that was the only reason behind its design at all, without any kind of additional explanation or exploration of the design? it gets a bit frustrating, and tiresome. i mean hell, i maybe spent about three hours total in researching for this post, and i can confidently say that's far more time than all poketubers have spent on it combined.

the short of it os, that there is always more to be uncovered with fictional material. even with something so seemingly simple as a fat, goofy snake.

[materialsscienceandengineering]

Tests show high-temperature superconducting magnets are ready for fusion

In the predawn hours of Sept. 5, 2021, engineers achieved a major milestone in the labs of MIT's Plasma Science and Fusion Center (PSFC), when a new type of magnet, made from high-temperature superconducting material, achieved a world-record magnetic field strength of 20 tesla for a large-scale magnet. That's the intensity needed to build a fusion power plant that is expected to produce a net output of power and potentially usher in an era of virtually limitless power production. The test was immediately declared a success, having met all the criteria established for the design of the new fusion device, dubbed SPARC, for which the magnets are the key enabling technology. Champagne corks popped as the weary team of experimenters, who had labored long and hard to make the achievement possible, celebrated their accomplishment.

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[please-let-me-be-horny]

The Good, The Bad, The Neutral: The Intern.

(Just a short SFW story as requested by @peaches-and-gore, she does some great artwork of these guys, go give her blog some love. This story isn't gonna be very horny at all so this is more for the fiction readers than the erotica fans)

The warehouse had been Neutrals Idea. Hidden in plain site in the industrial part of town, little to no civilian presence, and no reason to question a work van pulling in and out of the area. Even now as he crossed the train tracks and pulled up to the large metal shutter, he was confident to the point of arrogance that this was a safe location for him, Good and Bad to conduct their business.

"ok, so this is where we do our work. This is where you will be expected to be when we aren't here. Stay off my computer, don't go into Bad's room, and for the love of god, do NOT mention comic books In front of Good, I don't need another headache."

The girl sat in the passengers seat had responded to job opening Neutral had posted online. According to the ad, it was for a house and pet sitting with generous pay for the employees discretion. "So...you guys live here then? In a warehouse?" She couldn't hide the small tone of surprised excitement in her voice. She loved her creepy, dark buildings. Neutral didn't respond, holding a hand out of a window as they pulled up to the shutter of the warehouse, signalling for them to be let inside.

The interior of the warehouse was massive and sparce. At some point it had been used as a hangar, but over the years had been repurposed and altered for factory and industrial use, before falling into a condemned state. It was clear this wasn't a home at all, but a command center. Small desks set up around the open space, various computers and monitored showing a live CCTV feed to the surrounding area, and a couple of temporary office cubicles that appeared to have been repurposed into comfort facilities.

"ooooh you guys have your own bat cave, huh?! This is rad!" Neutral shot her a glare, hoping Good hadn't heard that comment, before reaching into his pocket and producing a small medical mask. "Here. This is your uniform." The mask wasn't the same as his, featuring a design baring a "3" shaped mouth and some blush marks on the cheeks.

"really? I mean...cute but like...you don't have like a cool gasmask or creepier...." She was cut off as Neutral leaned foreward and looped the straps of the mask over her ears, pulling the cloth covering of the mask back and letting the elastic of the straps snap it back into her face. "Details are my business. Not yours. Come on." He opened the door to the van and stepped out the drivers seat, moving to the front of the vehicle and waited for her to join him as he leant against the grill.

"everything you see here after today is strictly confidential. You talk about it anywhere, we bring you back here and you never leave again. Understood?" The girl swallowed hard, hesitating in her response, before another, friendlier voice came from further inside the compound. "Awe, Neutral finally brought a girl home to meet the family, we were starting to worry about you, mate."

Good poked his head out from behind a fridge, smirking behind his mask in response to Neutrals subtle embarrassment. He may have been wearing a mask, but Good knew his brother well enough to know when he was getting under his skin.

"This is our newest employee. She's here for work, not pleasure. She's gonna be keeping an eye on the place whilst we're out on business." Neutrals hand made it's way back up towards his temples, rubbing the annoyance out of his mind at Goods idiocy. "That's Good. He's our...well he doesn't do much but he does his best." Good responded with a friendly wave, before ducking his head back into the fridge. "I'm guessing Bad is....well Bad will be in his room..." Neutral pointed towards a door, seperating a large portion of the warehouse away from the open space. The door was marked with a lot of caution signs and black and yellow tape, as well as a few blood stains. The room itself didn't have its own ceiling, revealing that a variety of ropes and chains had been hung from the rafters and had been lowered into the seperate space.

"That's the room I avoid, I'm guessing? Any particular reason why?" The question was innocent enough, but before neutral could properly formulate an answer that didn't make the job sound dangerous, the door swung open, as Bad stepped out, wearing a plastic, blood stained apron and large, rubber gloves that came up to his elbows. He was holding a claw hammer in one hand and a cassette tape recording device in the other. Bad froze in the door way, cocking his head to one side in curiosity as he spotted the masked stranger stood with Neutral. Through the door way behind him, the new comer could just make out the silhouette of someone strung up by their wrists, hanging limply, head bowed and hair concealing their features.

"Bad, this is the new Intern. She works for us. Play nice." At this point, Bad closed the door behind him and began to approach the pair of them. Leaning down, neutral whispererd under his breath into the interns shoulder. "There'll be a spray bottle full of high concentrated Ammonia in your desk. If he gets a little...handsy, give him two blasts to the face and he'll back off." Offering her a not so reassuring nod, he turned to face Bad as he drew closer to them, stepping a little closer to the intern for her safety. Bad approached her specifically, looming over her and looking down into her face, eyes flicking erratically between her eyes and the cat mask she was wearing. He lowered his face a little further towards her own, inspecting her mask more closely, before straightening back up and offering an approving nod. He then offered her the cassette recorder, pushing the play button. She was met with the sound of struggling, grunting, strained breath and whimpers, as well as what sounded like wet, hard skin on skin impact.

"o-oh! Th-thank you? It's uh...it's lovely, Bad...." She tried her hardest to hide the obvious concern in her tone, her small voice slightly muffled by the mask. Bad simply nodded again, reaching up to ruffle her hair a little bit, before taking the recorder back, and heading back towards his room. Neutral waited until the door slammed shut again before placing a hand in her shoulder and guiding her further into the warehouse towards one of the smaller desks. "And that's why you wear the mask at all times...on the plus side, I've never seen him respond so fondly to someone else before. He must like you." Neutral shrugged, before gently knocking on the wood of her new desk. "This is you. Your computer is all hooked up. There is a VPN installed. Use it. Good made the mistake of ordering pizza to the last place we were in, so we really would much rather not have to go through the process of burning this place to the ground and finding another suitable location..." Goods voice echoed from his place near the fridge, retorting to Neutrals blame throwing "hey, it's not my fault none of the hostages wanted to eat your marmite sandwiches. Was I just supposed to let them go hungry or something?"

"yes, Good. You were. That's the point of stress based interrogations...and you didn't tell me you tried giving away my fucking sandwiches." Once again, neutrals hands moved up to his temples. By now the intern had gotten a chance to observe neutral a little closer, and was begining to notice just how tired his eyes were. "Right....any questions? Because I'm not gonna hold your hand through this, I'm too busy keeping the other two in check to baby sit you too."

"uh...well....lots, actually...." She was begining to feel gratful for the mask, swaying back and forth anxiously as she blushed looking up at Neutral. "so uh....are those headphones noise cancelling? Are you in charge of the other two or do they just do what you say? Are you the brains of the operation? Why-" she continued to to prattle off multiple questions, yapping like an excited child.

Neutral simply sighed, turning his back on her and making his way towards his own desk opposite hers, slumping into his office chair, and booting up his computer.

[sparcdesign-1]

Finding Your Perfect Fit: Top Considerations When Choosing Among the Best Architects in Pune

Pune, a vibrant city steeped in history and innovation, is witnessing a design revolution. From sprawling bungalows to modern high-rises, the demand for skilled architects in Pune is at an all-time high. But with a multitude of talented professionals, selecting the best architects in Pune for your project can feel overwhelming.

This blog aims to simplify your search by outlining key factors to consider when choosing an architect. We'll also explore what sets leading architects in Pune apart and how to find the perfect match for your vision.

Understanding Your Needs

The first step is to identify your specific requirements. Are you looking for residential architects in Pune to design your dream home, or commercial architects in Pune to create a functional workspace? Architects specializing in sustainable design might be ideal if eco-consciousness is a priority.

Experience and Portfolio

Once you understand your needs, delve into the portfolios of Pune's best architects. Look for past projects that resonate with your aesthetic preferences and project type. Award-winning architects in Pune often showcase their most impressive work but don't discount rising talents who might bring fresh perspectives.

Communication and Collaboration

The success of your project hinges on clear communication. Choose an architect who actively listens to your ideas, addresses your concerns, and keeps you informed throughout the design process. A collaborative approach fosters trust and ensures the final design reflects your vision.

Sparc Design: Pune's Design Authority

For those seeking a one-stop solution, look no further than Sparc Design. This Pune-based design firm houses some of the city's leading architects and interior designers. Sparc Design offers a comprehensive range of services, from conceptualizing your dream space to meticulous execution, ensuring a seamless and stress-free experience.

Conclusion

Finding the best architects in Pune requires careful consideration. By understanding your needs, evaluating experience, prioritizing communication, and exploring firms like Sparc Design, you can embark on a successful design journey and turn your vision into a reality.

[inbarfink]

Really, I think the main thing I learned from my Deep Dive into independent stage adaptations of ‘Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog’ is that adapting DHSAB to the stage is, like… deceptively difficult. 

Because you know, in many ways DHSAB is a work that’s designed to work on a lower budget. The costumes are all pretty easily replicable, the props are either very basic or are easily replaceable with any sort of, like, toy ray guns, the superpowers are mostly stuff like ‘being really strong’ and ‘stopping time’ and ‘wet’ that don’t require a lot of special effects. Only really the van hijacking sequence in Act One can be kinda-hard to replicate. But I've seen productions get by with very clever use of sound effects or literally just putting a guy in a shirt that says 'VAN' in it.

But… while DHSAB is designed to work at low budgets… it’s also really really designed to work on video - rather than a live stage. 

Like, the reason why I have been reinfected with Doctor Horrible Brainworms right now is because my local ‘Rocky’ production did a Science Fiction Double Feature of DHSAB and RHPS. And even just watching these Shadow Casts, it was impossible to not notice the difference between ‘Rocky’, which despite some minor narrative alterations for the cinematic version, is still being a story created for a live performance on a stage - with clear considerations and workarounds for scene changes and how long it’ll take the cast to put on a new costume - and ‘Dr. Horrible’ being very much a story designed around the cuts and editing tricks of cinema and TV, where a character can switch an outfit and location in a split second

And there’s stuff like montages and expository close ups 

Not to mention how the cinematography is used to enhance the emotions of what's happening on the screen. Not just because of what the characters are doing but because of how they are placed within the camera.

And a lot of these support the big, important, recognizable moments that every DHSAB adaptation would want to preserve in their version. Hell, arguably the most iconic and emotionally impactful moment in the entire show is entirely based on a Smash Cut.

None of these are impossible challenges for a stage adaptation, but figuring out how to work around instant-scene-changes-via-cuts and how to convey information the original conveyed in a close up and how to indicate a montage is happening with minimal backdrops and how to sparce up a scene that was engaging due to it's cinematography but is kinda dull when viewed from the single angle of the stage and how to create a similar emotional impact on stage as a simple cut created on screen… 

Well, that’s actually kinda difficult. Especially considering these are all small-scale amateur productions (a lot of them high-school or college productions as well). Translating a work from the screen to the stage requires use some creativity and knowledge of what makes a scene impactful on the stage rather than on the screen. And, I'm not saying every single one of the stage versions I've seen did an excellent job, but it always makes me very delighted when I see them try different creative solutions!

[copypastejunkpile]

So did everyone complaining about splatoon 3's dlc not being worth it forget it was 25 bucks? For what you get that's not really an unreasonable price to play with a modified version of the game that's designed to be replayable rather than yet another set of curated levels. It only took me a couple days to get all the dev diaries and clear the palettes but that's still a good bit of playtime where you get dialogue between the characters. At best i'd complain the writing is a little sparce in its justification of the premise itself, but it's fine. The gameplay is fine, if a little uninspiring because it tries really hard to play it safe with upgrade pacing. But for 25 bucks i'm getting what's functionally a separate game in a series I already like.

[gohjuo]

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗜𝗡𝗙𝗢 𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗧.

𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘 : gojo satoru ( 五条 悟 ).

𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘 𝗠𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 :

gojo satoru ( 五条 悟 )

in gojo ( 五条 ) , gojo translates to "five conditions", which may be a reference to the five moral precepts in buddhism which are a set of conditions that form a moral code.

in satoru ( 悟), 'means to perceive, to understand, to become enlightened.

his name ties into buddhist themes from his awakening in the toji fight to his ability the six eyes. his strength as the character who holds the title: the strongest sorcerer.

𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗦 : gojo, only one person has called him by his first name. though he'd allow others if they were close. he also accepts gojo-sensei. to the world he is also known by his ability: six eyes user.

𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧𝗬 : east asian ( japanese ).

𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘 𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗢𝗟𝗗 𝗔𝗡𝗬𝗢𝗡𝗘 :

一 oo1. gojo loves learning different languages ( he does have a habit of picking up language books on his free time). little did he know they would assist him during his international travels as a sorcerer. he currently knows: japanese ( native language ), english, french, spanish, and german. he does want to pick up learning mandarin and said book currently sits on his sparce bookshelf. oo2. gojo was fond of his attendant while he grew up as a child in the clan household. sayuri was her name and he often remembers her strict but calculated teachings. though she doted on him as if he were her own child. as a kid, he would hold onto her as they traversed around the main household especially during winter. he remembers fondly of being perched underneath her wagasa during sunny days as gojo continued his detached, but sheltered lifestyle. however, their days were numbered and once he grew into himself eventually her services were no longer needed. the last day they had spent together was the summer before he were to start elementary. she had told him to never get attached to anyone or anything, to be as flexible as water, part of her words have always rung in his head to this day. sayuri is still employed within the gojo household currently. when he heads over for clan meetings as an adult, he's sure to greet her every time. he does send her a birthday card every year. oo3. gojo ascended as the clan head at the very age of eighteen. it was a long, formal process and for once they had made sure he would not be burdened with a mission for a week. he remembers a lot of standing, talking from the elders, and the procession of two other clans: zeni'n and kamo clan. aside from that long and boring process, he does have a photo with everyone from that celebration. he's not overly sentimental about it but he had to keep it due to tradition. gojo is not above flashing his middle finger at the photo since the elders and the zeni'n clan are pictured. he thinks it's useful for that one thing only.

𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗦 𝗗𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥 𝗙𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘 :

一。 eating. if there is one thing gojo will do on his spare time, where ever he visits he has a tendency to stumble upon food or souvenirs that he can bring back. he will eat during a mission and after a mission since he has such a big appetite. gojo adores shopping and splurging on designer brands. it's one of his favorite past times. he does tend to frequent a few designer brands more regularly and they are prada, hermes, and dior. the employees know him by name whenever he visits and he always insists on sitting down and enjoying a bottle of sparkling water. lastly, gojo dosen't do it as much but he is fond of gaming. whether it be going into a random arcade or playing some random gacha game on his phone. he is very much fond of fighting games as well as claw games. he would frequent those more during his teenage years.

𝗦𝗜𝗫 𝗣𝗘𝗢𝗣𝗟𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗦 / 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗦 :

suguru. even to this day no matter how things had transpired his heart will always belong to suguru geto. shoko since they have history, his ride or die even though they don't talk as much. they had both drifted, but it's not uncommon for him to visit her morgue every now and then. megumi and tsumiki, his two kids that he raised. he'll always dote on megumi even if it frustrates him to no end. tsumiki is the one that allows his antics out of the fushiguro siblings so by default he adores her. gojo has always kept his promise to keep them both safe. yuta! that's his distant relative and the person he trusts and sees the most potential in to climb as high as him. the first student he ever saved from a special execution. lastly nanami, he sees him as someone who reminds him of strength itself. regardless of his grade, he knows nanami is very passionate about who he cares about, who he takes under his wing. it's that right type of care that he admires about the other.

𝗧𝗪𝗢 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗥𝗘𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗦 :

一。 his one biggest regret was not being able to be there for suguru more as he spirals. gojo while caught up with the missions he was given, did take the time to ask suguru if he was okay, but he didn't push the issue as much as he should have. gojo thinks if he had pushed a little bit more instead of letting suguru's thoughts fester it wouldn't have ended the way that things did. but he'll always be forever grateful of how suguru changed his life. it's not a regret persay, but he does wish he could have spent a little bit more time with megumi growing up. while, he did take megumi out on missions and he would come to pick him up from school when he could, he would have liked to be there for him a little more.

𝗧𝗪𝗢 𝗣𝗛𝗢𝗕𝗜𝗔𝗦 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗛𝗔𝗦 :

一。 his loneliness. he thinks that his view at the top will still be him standing alone. he finds it hard to connect with others in the sense that no one truly understands him ( not since suguru ). though he is surrounded by his students, people who do admire him there's always that sense of detachment he has when he's with them. gojo does find it like a curse in a way, being the strongest means that everyone else is weak. no one else can understand his mindset when they haven't reached that peak yet. in a way, his loneliness shields him from the thing he doesn't want: losing someone again. not being able to be seen as a person, as human as the rest of them. it probably comes with the territory of being the strongest. but he knows how society views him, how his students view him. he is just a title, he is just his ability: the six eyes user, and he's destined for all the great things that he's been gifted with. but gojo doesn't feel seen as just satoru, as just a man standing on top of the world who does have feelings even if he pretends he doesn't.

tagged by : @waraningyo ( thank you ! <3 ) tagging: @getouh @cherrygardn ( mahito or choso ) @lerevers ( shoko ) @ofovertime

[kyledefoor]

Best RDS/tripler set up I’ve ever had…..

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Holosun AEMS- i’ve been using for a few months now. The glass on this thing is oddly clean and clear. It comes with see-through protective caps, which in my line of work aids in this thing not getting scratched up and they’re replaceable. The reticle is an EOTech 65 MOA ring with one MOA aiming dot. The AEMS is a dramatically smaller housing than an EOTech, which takes up less rail space but still has the same speed and accuracy characteristics (and multiple aiming references) because the reticle is the same. Battery life is ridiculously long, NVG settings are bomber and buttonology is smart. The stock mount is shit in my opinion.

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This Aimpoint Magnifier is the cleanest image of their offerings in my opinion, is more durable due to its waterproof rating and because of its length, there is no eye relief issues like some shorter magnifiers have. AEMS

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made sense to me to go with the scalarworks mount for both and oddly enough even though these are 1.93 mounts it does not shoot like that it feels more like a 1.7 at best and I would chalk this up to the physical design of the AEMS. even measured with calipers it measures less than 1.93. I have not found the need for a cheek riser with this set up going out to 300+ yards on 4-5 MOA targets.

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I am an LPVO guy through and through, but there are literally hundreds of units/agencies/commands that simply do not use LPVOs for a variety of reasons but do have the need to shoot/ID past 50/100 yards on difficult targets at speed in varying conditions. This is simply the best set up I have ever found for that and I train a lot of those people.

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if you just want something cheaper, you’ll have decent success with a Vortex Sparc and 3X Magnifier.

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I do not get paid by or have an official relationship with Aimpoint, Holosun or Scalarworks……… in my experience this is just the best set up like this that is currently available.

#defoor #defoorproformanceshooting #kd4