#I love his design and unnatural amount

[lylethewaterguy]

I know this is going to sound ironic but I am 100% honest when I say that Ted Kords Blue Beetle suit is PEAK character design. Not only does it suit his character so well, having a suit that’s clearly from a different era for a character that’s struggling to find a purpose in a present that has moved on without him, but it’s also just a really well thought out design.

It uses 4 total colours (two of which are blue and one of which is black), zero silhouette design, and super basic shapes while somehow managing be iconic and super easily recognisable. You could see BB2s gloves on a table and instantly know they’re his, and they are just blue gloves with a black band!

And the design manages to keep being unique and recognisable whilst also being so simple and easily recreatable that he can easily be drawn in any pose, style, or situation without changing his suit one bit. And the artists at DC (and formerly Charlton) clearly know this since they saw his first design when he debut in 1966 and went “got it in one boys” and literally never changed it since.

10/10 literally nothing to criticise

#ted kord #blue beetle #I love his design and unnatural amount #like if genuinely just fills me with joy to think about #it’s so perfect

[baxtershairdye]

Baked With Love

◦ Baxter and MC are baking a cake for Liz’s birthday. But this time not at the last minute. 

◦ This takes place after Baxters DLC, where he and MC share an Apartment.

◦ Gn! MC.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You hummed along to the radio in the kitchen as you unpacked the groceries Baxter had picked up from the store on his way home from work. You smiled at him as he moved behind you, placing a hand on the small of your back as he passed you by, kissing the top of your head before disappearing to change into something more suitable for the task at hand. He didn’t want to risk messing up one of his suits after all.

A few moments later your boyfriend returned in a simple T-shirt and A pair of possibly designer Sweatpants. Not that you could personally tell the difference anyways. “Nice and cozy?” You mused, setting a mixing bowl down on the counter as he sauntered back into the kitchen. “Oh, extremely.” He responded in kind, leaning against the counter as he watched you set everything out. He didn’t have much experience with baking. Hell he’d only baked twice in his entire life, both times being with you, in fact baking cakes together seemed to be a common experience with you two. Only this time it wasn’t done in the middle of the night, just hours until the treat would be needed.

He snapped out of his thoughts noticing your apparent struggle with getting the hand mixer out of the upper cabinet. Wordlessly he glided up behind you, placing a hand on your hip as he reached up effortlessly pulling the device down for you, handing it to you with a knowing smile on his face. Your face dusted pink as you stared up at him gingerly taking the mixer from him, quickly turning away muttering a “Thank you.” as you plugged in the mixer.

He chuckled, amused by your shyness. Even after being together for so long he still found you'd get flustered by the simplest of things. “Of course, anytime.” He nodded following you over to the counter picking up your phone to take a look at the recipe you’d pulled up. “Are you sure we can make this? It looks complicated.” He asked, scrolling through the instructions, going ahead and setting the oven to preheat. “How hard could it really be?” you replied with a shrug of your shoulders. “As long as we follow the instructions I think we’ll be just fine.” You assured him taking the phone away from him. 

“Come on, Let’s get to it, I don't wanna be here all night.” You stated, pulling one of the bowls to you. “Oh too good for late night baking all of a sudden.” Baxter teased as you handed him a whisk, pushing the dry ingredients to one side for him. “Never but I would Like to be in bed at a reasonable time. I still have a few things to do tomorrow.” You answered as he rolled his eyes. “You, in bed at a reasonable time? That I'd love to see.” He responded and you gasped, reaching over to hit him lightly on the shoulder. 

Baxter laughed rubbing his arm in mock pain as you made a face at him. “As if you’re one to talk!” You complained. “Touche.” He Agreed with a shrug of his shoulders. “But at least I wake up with less of a fight now. Unlike someone we know.”

“You’re so right, Cove is a pain in the ass to wake up.” You joked causing Baxter to pause shooting you a look that could only have said. Are you kidding me right now? Baxter may not have been particularly close to Cove Holden but even he was aware of what an unnatural early bird to man was. You couldn’t help but laugh. “It was worth a shot.”  You grinned at him, setting your phone on the counter between the two of you so you could easily read the recipe. 

“You couldn’t think of anything more convincing?” He questioned reading off a measurement, scooping out the needed amounts, focusing on his task taking great care to get them as close to perfect as he could. “Maybe. But where's the fun in that?” You laughed as Baxter opened his mouth to speak, getting interrupted by a notification sound coming from his pocket. He knitted his eyebrows together, fishing the device from his pocket unlocking the screen. 

You watched him smiling to yourself as an idea struck you. Before he had time to notice you dipped your fingers into the bag of flour, flicking it at him just as he looked back at you. You couldn’t help but laugh at his surprised expression. You did have much time before you got a taste of your own medicine, a handful of flour being tossed back at you as you shrieked in surprise. You took a step back instinctively looking down at your now flour covered shirt. Your boyfriend's melodic laughter breaks your surprise as he tries to stifle his laugh. 

“Oh you think this is funny?” You laughed getting closer to him tugging his hands away from his mouth as he laughed. “I actually do.” He managed as his laughter died down. Looking down at you with a soft expression pulling one hand from your grasp, lacing his other hand with yours as he brushed the flour from your cheek with his thumb. 

“I might have gone a bit overboard.” He suggested causing you to roll your eyes. “Nooo really?” You laughed letting him attempt to dust you off. “I apologize. How can I make it up to you?” He wondered only half joking. “Well, I wouldn't turn down a kiss.” You spoke shifting so you leaned against the counter.

He tilted his head at you before smiling softly. “It’s doable~” He hummed, tilting your chin up to look at him, as he closed the distance between the two of you. The kiss was soft, and full of affection. It only lasted a few seconds before he pulled away, pressing a final kiss to the top of your head, as you pouted at him as he pulled away. “Sorry I thought you said you wanted to get this done quickly.” He teased going back to his bowl urging you to do the same. Begrudgingly you went back to work, each of you combining the wet and dry ingredients and putting it in the greased cake pan. 

You got to work on the frosting as Baxter put the cake in the oven. You hummed along to the radio as you worked, Baxter moving to rest his head on your shoulder, wrapping his arms around your waist as he swayed with you to the beat of the music. “You just can’t help yourself can you?” You questioned glancing back at him, feeling him press his nose into the crook of your neck. “Nope. But there’s no harm in dancing with my Partner every now and then.” He pointed out. It still gave him butterflies to refer to you as his partner. Especially since for so long he believed he’d missed his shot. Granted he almost did… Lucky for him you were forgiving enough to give him another shot. 

You peered back at him, noticing he had gone silent. “Whatcha thinkin’ about?” You asked as he shifted his head to watch what you were doing. “Mhm..just thinking how lucky I am..” He muttered, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “And how Incredibly happy I am to be with you.” He finished. Your heart swelled as he spoke, a soft smile appearing on your features.

“And about..how in love with you I am.” He added trailing off as he spoke. You paused your mixing staring down at the bowl in front of you processing his words. Had he said what you thought he said? Did he…Did he love you? Your mind raced as you abandoned the mixer turning in his arms so you could fully face him. He loosened his hold allowing you to turn around but looked anywhere but at you, desperate to avoid your gaze. His face burned a bright shade of red.

You reached up holding his face turning his head to look at you, staring up at him a rosy hue making itself boldly apparent on your own face. “Do you mean it?” You asked, watching him glance away for a moment. “You should know by now I don’t usually beat around the bush like this.” He admitted effectively avoiding the question in his own statement. “Baxter.” You stated gaining his attention once again as he watched your expression as you repeated yourself again. “Did you mean it?

“I do. You have no idea how much.” He admitted, reaching up, placing his hand on top of yours. He watched you anxiously for a moment before attempting to speak again “It’s alright you don’t-” He began only to be interrupted by you pulling him into a kiss so quick your teeth hit his own. He made a noise of acknowledgement before recovering, pulling you in, pressing you to his chest as he returned the kiss.

He could taste the mint from your chapstick. It wasn’t a flavor he particularly cared for but at this moment he found it to be incredibly addictive. Your hand moved from his cheek to the back of his head, your fingers weaving themselves between the silky black strands as Baxter backed you up against the counter effectively boxing you in. pulling away for a moment to compose himself. His face flushed as he looked at you with half lidded eyes and a lovestruck expression.

“I love you too.” You managed after catching your breath pressing your forehead against his, A happy smile on both of your face as you stood with each other basking in the moment before. “Is something burning?” Baxter pointed out glancing at the oven as your head snapped up. 

“THE CAKE!” You exclaimed pulling away and Making a mad dash for the oven barely remembering to grab an oven mitt as you opened the oven door fanning away the smoke that flooded the apartment daring to set off the fire alarm. Defeated, you set the pan on the counter staring at your crispy cake as Baxter fanned the smoke detector glancing over at the mess on the counter. Already aware this was about to turn into another late night baking session.

“I’ll get the wine…”

#olba #our life #cove holden #gb patch #baxter ward #our life beginnings & always

[bumpkinspice0]

Parallels Chapter 15: The Cure

Miguel O'Hara x Spider!FemReader

No use of y/n

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 3.4k

Summary: Ignorance is bliss, but bliss is always temporary.

Warnings: Like just so much angst, big feelings, mentions of past smut, verbal argument, this is cringey, i'm sorry

A/N:  Again, sorry updates to this story have been slower. I didn't really know which direction I wanted to go with everything up to this point/ how to resolve stuff I have planned. BUT I think I have a much better plan and idea of how to continue (and eventually) end this story. So, all that to say updates will likely be more frequent again now that I know what direction I'm going. Like the next 2 chapters are already half written so we good. Loves yous guys!

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Chapter 15

The Cure

“I’m not eating that.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s fucking blue, Gwen.”

“People eat blue stuff all the time,” Gwen slides the lunch tray closer to you, the most off-putting hamburger sitting in the center. An absolutely unnatural blue bun with the design of Miguel’s mask painted across the top in red. You wonder if he approved this himself or if it was a private joke everyone was waiting for him to notice. Very likely the latter.

“Bread is not supposed to be blue,” You push the tray back across the table. You swear the little edible abomination is staring back at you.

“I’m with her on this one,” Jess nudges your side, looking just as disgusted as you were at the blue monstrosity. “Things creepy, Gwen.”

“I’ll eat it then,” Hobie snatches the burger from the tray and takes a generous bite without hesitation, “Rid us all of such a horrid thing.”

“Do they serve any non-spider-themed food here?” Gwen and Hobie’s new friend asks, “Like just normal food?”

“The empanadas are alright?” Gwen shrugs.

Pavitir Prabharkar. Pavi, they seemed to call him for short. Just joined about a month ago. He only had a few months of being Spider-Man before that. He was fresh and rosey to the game. An enthusiasm you probably once had when you first started. Hobie and Gwen had taken him in immediately and you’d rarely seen one of them without the other at their side these days. It was sweet, and honestly relieving to see people so young with such a big job have each other, especially Gwen. She was finding a family here after losing everything.

You ran into them in the cafeteria just grabbing a quick bite. You could have eaten in Miguel’s house but you ultimately decided to be a little more social to start your day. You sadly woke up alone, again, but Miguel left a note on the bedside table for you. 

Had some errands to run. Meet me in the lab at 1.

-Mig 

He even topped it all off with a sweet little heart drawn in the bottom corner. It seemed unlike him to vanish with a note. Well, actually it was very like him, but something about it just felt off. Even Lyla wouldn’t elaborate for you. Maybe your emotions were running high after spending all night tangled in each other's arms.  Maybe he needed time to process everything, or maybe he really was just that busy. He did have a whole multiverse team to run. You’re past the point of wondering why he did the things he did.  Miguel had his ways and you had yours. As long as you find each other in the end.

Regardless, you were completely fine with moping around the tower for a few hours today. You didn’t have anything to be home for and you had some catching up to do with the crew.

So here you were, roped into a lunch with mostly teenagers trying to feed you lethal amounts of blue dye 99. All in all, you can’t complain.

“Room for one more?” The most comfortably dressed of the spider-men slides in next to Gwen, his infant daughter strapped proudly to his chest for all the world to admire. 

“Sure,” Gwen rolls her eyes but still has an amused smile she tries to hide. “You wanna try a Hamburger, Peter?”

“The blue ones? Say no more.” Peter B. Parker— basically Gwen’s weird uncle. You didn’t know him much yourself but he liked to hang around Gwen. They’d both been one of the originals shot into Earth-1610. The place that started it all— forbidden from travel. Home to the original anomaly. You never asked Gwen about it but you could see it in her eyes sometimes. The longing for someone she left there. You think Peter felt similarly. How could they not? You’d caught them bickering about it once or twice— about him and when they could go back for him. If they could go back. 

Someone who changed their lives forever, just a watch jump away. You’d heard his name whispered like it was a curse. 

Miles Morales. The original anomaly. One of the main reasons you're all here. Just a kid caught up in the wrong mess. Still, he had someone like Gwen and Peter to help him through it. What you would have given to have someone like them around when you first got bitten. You don’t know the details of what happened, and you don’t want to be rude and ask, but it clearly changed something for both of them. Whoever they were before was someone completely different than the people you knew sitting at the table with you today. The multiverse will do that, you suppose. 

Mayday crawls from her carrier and takes her place prominently in the center of the table. Center of attention, as she should be. 

“Oh, MJ’s gonna love this.” Peter pulls out his phone immediately, dozens of pictures taken in the span of maybe 3 seconds. 

Hobie and Pavi don’t hesitate to join in on the impromptu photoshoot. Jess and Gwen both hang their heads in embarrassment. Gwen was taking on her mannerisms after a few months of mentorship. Jess really did take her first request to heart and practically adopted the girl. 

This was it. This was your community. Your tribe. These fucking weirdos, and you loved it. In spite of all this fucked up shit with Miguel, you’d made a home in this place— with these weirdos. It seemed like Miguel could be part of it if he just tried a little harder. You think he wanted to be. He longed for those human connections, it was so obvious once you got to know him. And still, he kept everyone at arm's length for almost no reason. He always wanted to be viewed as equal. He did the same work as his other spiders, had the same missions and goals, yet closed himself off from being a part of the community. Maybe he wanted to be feared as well. He always tried so hard to convince you he was a monster. That he wasn’t worthy of love. 

You should bring him down here. You could help him join it all again. He was a stubborn man, yes, but could eventually listen to reason— if you were annoying enough about it. Miguel deserved so much more than he gave himself. 

Would he do that with you? Be out in the open side by side? You’d never thought about it before but now you think it’s something you might want. No more hiding. There would be a lot more to work out but… that’d be a start.

Maybe. Maybe he would go for it. 

One o’clock sneaks up so quickly you almost miss it, shamefully having to pull yourself away from your chaotic lunch table with some made-up excuse. Maybe you wouldn’t have to lie anymore. Maybe you could finally come clean and this weight could be lifted off your shoulders. 

Something changed between you and Miguel over these last few months. Something that wasn’t there before. If you think about it too long you’ll start to doubt yourself. He couldn’t hide it either. What you’d both become to each other. It started out so complicated but now it seems like you’d both surrendered to it. He showed you his home, his life, his heart. You’d both given it all to each other and now one of you just had to say it out loud. 

What in particular you’d say, you have no idea. 

The spider-sense hums when you cross the threshold into Miguel’s lab. The air in it is heavy, but that’s nothing new— especially considering what happened here the other night. The memory makes your cheeks blush.

And as always, there he stands on his desk platform, still as a statue. Always working. Yeah, you really needed to force some friends on him after this. You swing up to the platform and pull him into a hug from behind. He almost topples over from the dramatic entrance, bracing himself on the desk. 

“Hi,” you murmur lovingly into his back. 

“Hello,” He grumbles. It comes out irritated but you can tell he’s smiling. 

“Just got back from the cafeteria. You should really get a burger from there some time,” you tease him, leaning back into one of the swivel chairs.

“Why?” He turns to face you, eyebrows knitted together. 

“I just… think you’d like them,” you smile, giving the chair a good spin, “So, what’s up? You wanna talk about yesterday I’m assuming?”

His shoulders immediately tense and you feel a little bad for bringing it up so bluntly. God, he probably felt awful about putting you both in that position and ultimately… how it got resolved. Not that you minded. You feel like you have to stop yourself from blurting ‘Not the sex! The sex was great!’ Instead, you just shut up and let him take the lead.

“I… no. And yes,” he stammers, leaning back against the desk, “How are you… feeling?”

“Uh, fine I suppose,” You bring your knees up to your chest, suddenly a little wary of how to continue. He was on edge about it, you could tell. Your hand rubs over the fresh healed skin on your neck, “Just fine.”

“Good,” he looks away. Something was off. Maybe he just asked you to come in because he felt like he had to. Like he had to explain himself. You want to assure him he didn’t. 

“Miguel, if you don’t wanna talk about it, that’s—”

“No!” He snaps his head back in your direction, “It’s not that. It’s not—”

He growls, pushing several papers off his desk. Okay, so he was really upset about something. Something you did? Something in the multiverse. You don’t know, but when it comes to dealing with Miguel you’ve found a gentle hand is what gets results. 

You stand up and wrap a hand around his forearm, urging him to face you. He turns, a grimace on his face. He still looks away. Could he not even look at you? The implications of that frighten you, but still, you press on. Your other hand slowly comes up to his cheek and the lines on his face instantly smooth under your touch. Well that’s a good sign, right?

“You’re making this so much harder than it needs to be,” he mumbles, placing a kiss into your palm. 

“Please tell me what on earth you’re talking about so I can stop freaking out down here.” You weakly attempt a smile. 

He sighs, gently removing your hands. He grabs a metal case from the desk. He clicks it open and holds it in front of you. Inside are two vials of a pale green liquid. They look remarkably similar to his power dampeners. 

The realization finally hits you.

“Miguel?”

“It finished synthesizing after the attack.” His voice is so gentle now. So calm, “I wanted to give you time… Give us both some time.” 

There it is. The cure to your bond. The very thing you were praying for months ago. You should be happy, right? This is what you wanted. Your salvation. So why did it feel like you just got punched in the gut?

“It’s…it’s a one-time injection,” He takes one of the vials out and examines it in his hands. “There’ll be no pain. It’s safe.” 

You don’t know what you're supposed to say. Was he really expecting you to say anything, though? Your stunned silence was probably answer enough. He takes the other vial out and hands it to you. You hesitantly accept it, almost expecting it to burn your skin when you roll it around in your hands. It was so… innocent. It was nothing. This little tube was holding your heart in your hands. 

“What…what do we do now?” your voice comes out so small you almost do recognize it. 

You see a twinge of pain flash across his face. He turns away to grab the injector gun. He holds it idly between you two. 

“Now we… go back to business as usual.” 

You look down at the offensive object. The final nail in the coffin to seal both of your fates. This was the goal all along. This is what needed to happen. You place your hand on top of the injector gun. This time it does burn. It feels wrong. The spider-sense makes your vision flash with white as soon as you touch it. You stumble away, almost in fear.

“I… I can’t do this, Miguel.” 

“What?” he hurriedly sets the gun aside. 

“Don’t you feel it?” Your heart is suddenly beating a mile a minute. You're afraid. Afraid of losing him or afraid of what this serum with do to you, you’re not really sure. 

“It– it doesn’t matter. We have to.” So he does feel it too. The rising anxiety. The panic. The screaming inside your head. 

“And what if we do, Miguel? What happens after?” You’re fighting to hold back tears. You’re already bargaining. You’re pleading with him and it feels so pathetic, “Can’t we still—”

“No.” It came out so quickly it was like a bullet to your chest, “We can’t— we shouldn’t. It’s too risky. We’ve already risked enough just by–”

He trails off, turning away again. He doesn’t want to be doing this either. If it was painful for you, it had to be painful for him. He couldn’t just cut you off so callously, right? He was putting on a stone mask because he didn’t want to feel. You know this all meant something to him. You meant something. You know it.

Suddenly you want to hurt him. You want him to feel how you feel. Make your words sting— Just show he’ll show some emotions. Anything.

“I keep sharing so much of myself with you and the next day you turn around and act like it meant nothing. Like I mean nothing to you.” A tear finally falls. He turns back around and you can see him resisting the urge to comfort you, hands clenched tightly at his sides.

“That’s not true.”

“Then say it. Say I mean something. Don’t you fucking care?”

“I—I can—that’s not—”

It’s not fair. You’re not being fair but panic is taking the wheel. It makes you angry. Makes you mean.

“No? Then say I don’t mean anything if you want this to be over so bad.” You spit.

You see the words wound him, “Of course you do. But you know— you know this can’t possibly work.”

“Why not?!”

His lips flatten into a thin line and he turns away. He hunches over the desk with a heavy sigh, “I shouldn’t have to explain why to you.”

For once, he’s right. He doesn’t. You know why. You absolutely know why. His wife. His daughter. An entire world gone by his doing. Somehow, you can’t bring yourself to reason with the very real risks— the selfish risks you’ve been taking. What either of you could do to your respective realities. You could end the world if you weren’t careful. Everything must be balanced and this bond was tipping the scales. You both simply being together was a risk to the universe at large. Something so small had very real consequences. Miguel proved that a long time ago. 

You always knew this was selfish from the beginning.

Yet another part of you doesn't believe that. This was hard but the right choice should be obvious, right? You made hard choices all the time as a spider. The right choice was always easy in the end because you were sure of yourself. So why did this feel so… wrong? 

The tears fall at full force now. 

“Miguel I— I don’t know what to do,” you clutch at your chest. “I know this is what we agreed on. I know it’s what we should do. I know but it feels so— you have to feel it too.”

He catches you before you can crumple to the ground. He pulls you in close as you tremble in his arms. The sense hums but it wants more. It wants him, and this just isn’t enough. 

You’re not sure how long you stand there with him holding you like a pathetic child. Hugs are usually so comforting. This one felt more like an apology. An unsaid I’m sorry for putting us both through this. You want to hit him. You want to kiss him and never stop. You want to scream. 

In the end, you do nothing. You do nothing and he just holds you.

Eventually, he’s the first to break the silence.

“This is the way it has to be.” 

You're angry. You’re angry because you know he’s right. Despite being so similar, you were from different worlds at the end of the day. Different realities. You were never supposed to meet. Yet here you are crying into his arms. 

Fate is ruthless that way. 

The cure is still clutched in your hands, burning a hole through your palm. You pull away from him and look down at the horrid little thing. 

“You don’t have to take it right now,” He says, his hand closing over the top of yours. “When you're ready.”

You nod, shoving the damned thing in your pocket. “When will you take yours?”

He hesitates for a moment, “When I’m ready.” 

It makes you want to start sobbing all over again. He didn’t want this to be over either. Just when you thought you could have it all, it’s ripped away from both of you. 

But… this is how it had to be. 

Despite the pain, despite your own greedy wants, it’s what must be done for the sake of the greater good. That’s what a spider always does, right? That’s what this world is, constant sacrifice. The glamorous life of a hero— you’re so tired of it. 

You’re not making it any easier for yourself by lingering around him. He wanted this to be over quickly, and so did you. End it, then you can go your separate ways— and cry on Jack’s couch for the next month. If this had to end, then it had to end completely. Snuff out the flames now so he doesn’t hurt more later. 

You want to kiss him so badly, but you have to remain strong. Both of your resistance is paper thin and a single wrong move could tear it all down and make this even more painful. Take a page from his book and put on a stone mask. Don’t feel— at least for right now. 

You step out of his grasp, instantly missing his warmth when you do. You hug yourself, hoping to keep some of him with you. 

“I should go,” You simply say. 

“Okay.” He nods, reaching out and then instantly retracting his hand. God, why did this have to be so hard?

You don’t even realize you’d hit your button home until the portal materializes behind you. Its deep bassy buzzing falls deaf on your ears. You gaze into its menagerie of pulsing colors and see only gray now. 

The sense pounds against your skull when you take a step closer to your way home. 

Stay! Stay here, with him!

The sense always seemed like its own entity anyway. Something inside you panicking for its own self-preservation. Maybe that’s all this was— a parasite. It helped to think about it that way, at least. 

You turn to take one last look at Miguel. A hulking man standing at nearly 7 feet tall… just looked so small right now. So defeated. You did that to him— and you can’t do anything to fix it. Not anymore. 

Your first instincts about the spider-sense were right. 

It was a curse. 

“Miguel?” His name almost hurts to say. He looks into your very soul, blood-red eyes somehow speaking words that could never be fully articulated. “Thank you. For… everything.”

You don’t wait for a response, stepping into the world between worlds, eager to be home where you’d allow yourself to fall apart all over again. 

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[dukeofqueers]

Say hello to my elden ring oc who i've been thinking a lot, his name is Takara and he's a dragon knight 😌 D's been my favorite elden ring character since day 1 and i will not ever change so he gets to kiss my custom made church boy as a treat

infodump under cut, some stuff still vague/up to change:

- Takara is from the Land of Reeds & left to escape the civil war tearing his homeland apart. he was so captivated by the Erdtree (and dragons) that he would join the ranks of Leyndell as a knight, becoming a devoted member of the capital's dragon cult - he was friends with Darian prior to the game events. they only realized they Love™ each other once Takara came back as a tarnished bc a bit of death is always what you need to kickstart a relationship between emotionally stunted paladins - (pre game) Takara was sent on a mission away from Leyndell and died during that time, leaving D alone for an undetermined amount of time but probably a year or two. he was meant to be gone for just a season or two but D waited for him & didn’t know Takara died for a while - bonus pain; Takara gifted D a gravel stone as a token before he left. it was useless bc D had no use turning it into a seal but that token means a lot from Takara so he kept it. can be looted when D dies & given back to Takara - Takara as a npc, following the game canon; D still dies and Takara’s questline is p much him losing the guidance of grace following that. He sets off to find a purpose & either 1. dies if ignored by the player bc he tries to take over D’s duties and succumbs to deathblight in a "(cutely dies the same way my bf did)" fashion or  2. joins Goldmask & Brother Corhyn in their questline to have his crisis of faith in the background. if the questline is fully done he’ll swear his loyalty to the would be Elden Lord, assuming they go with the Age of Order ending  + 3. he turns on the player if they claim the Flame of Frenzy

trivia dump; - Takara is trans - he uses a greatshield/reaper combo with incantations. he’s proficient at using swords and halberds but bro got his hands on a halo scythe and hasn’t been the same since - can tank ridiculous hits that would kill a regular person and it’s actually p concerning - like other Leyndell knights he possesses an unnatural physical strength - his right eye is totally blind and he can’t keep it fully open - i still need to design his outfit don’t look at me :(

#elden ring #elden ring oc #elden ring tarnished #d hunter of the dead #elden ring fanart #oc: dragon knight takara #fanart #sketch #artists on tumblr #art #my art #i have really not been feeling like drawing much this year but hey heres something at least #even if it's something no one cares about lmfaooo #if you hate D this is not my problem. yes he's terrible and i LOVE him sm too bad he died before #he could have the crisis of faith he deserves #Takara/D as two complementary facets of the faith they found solace in!! bonding over their devotion! my boys... #something about them being each other's first (sorry Rogier) absolutely destroys me

[razzberriezz]

Fashion Dreamer Thoughts

Some things I found interesting about Fashion Dreamer! (Not everything will be here) I’d love to hear everyone’s thoughts about it too :D Please note, all these screenshots were taken from the first trailer and store listing info only, so please take everything with a heaping pinch of salt (if future info disproves everything lmao)!

Also please note this post is pretty text and image-heavy! You may want to open it over wi-fi only or on desktop!

1. Character Customisation

First of all, it looks like we have the option to play with female/male looking avatars (finally)! However, the screenshot showing the male avatar doesn’t look to have any dresses/one-piece clothes in his inventory so clothing may still be gender-locked...

Secondly, it looks like the male avatar has facial hair?? The light beige around his chin looks like it anyway. At the very least, his eyebrows are definitely also beige, so it seems like we can have different colours for our hairstyle and eyebrows!

Unnatural skintones for all your fantasy needs... Or at least this ghostly zombie-like one which I haven’t seen any living human have. Since Fashion Dreamer takes place in the virtual world of Eve, it makes sense that we’d be able to have them! It might just be me, but it also looks like there are more height variations available too - I don’t remember the difference being so big between the shortest and tallest options before.

(On the billboard at the back, there are matching sailor uniforms for both genders, which ties back to my previous thinking that clothes might be gender-locked... I hope I’ll be proved wrong)

Sweet new hairstyles! We can mirror the styles and dye the same style in different ways, however it seems to be reminiscent of GM2 in that the fringe and back style aren’t able to be selected separately (Going off the trailer when the avatar’s hair switches from a wispy sideswept fringe and pigtails to this long blunt cut immediately)

Since this was in the part of the trailer featuring photoshoots (more on that soon) I’m assuming the second icon is pose selection? Along with hairstyle, hair colour and eyebrow style. Being able to change your avatar’s height/skin colour and face shape might be the first and second last icons (That’d be pretty cool, considering those options were locked behind completing the main story in previous GM games!) The third one is the one I’m confused about, since I would have thought that the clothes change icon would be something like a shirt or hanger lol - maybe it’s accessories??

2. Gameplay Mechanics

So... from everything I’ve seen in the trailer, it doesn’t seem like we earn money through styling anymore - instead we earn brand influencer points? Along with bingo tickets, which serve a currently unknown purpose. Leveling up increases our item box space (which I assume would be the equivalent of our closet in GM) and nets us creative points which will be used in fashion designing!

I think it was @alphards-asterism who mentioned something about not being able to buy clothes from the exhibition mall anymore, but it looks like it might still be available judging by the last screenshot (taken from the store listing images)? Unless the whole thing is just a set for the photoshoot feature, which would be MEGA disappointing :( 

There are... rarities for clothes now??? Not sure how to feel about that; it kind of reminds me of those mobile gacha games where higher rarity=higher charm/popularity. Maybe it only affects the amount of points needed to create it? Another thing that caught my eye is the ‘type’ - the dress in the first screenshot is type A, while the earrings in the second don’t have a type. I wonder what this means? :o

It seems like Fashion Dreamer truly does emphasise on creating your own brand, with us being able to create anything from dresses to socks to earrings! It looks like the creative points we earn from leveling up are used to unlock new designs. It also looks like there are lots of colours available (from the start...? Here’s hoping there’s no freaking colour hunting in this game... :’))

3. PHOTOSHOOTS

PHOTOSHOOTS RETURN!!! I know we had the photo taking in GM4, but that one just felt so lackluster to me :( I’m sooo excited for this feature to be improved and expanded upon!

The sets look absolutely amazing - the angel wings illusion is so super cute (Pripara, anyone?) The avant-garde looking monochrome/blue set are really striking and includes mannequin styling! The last screenshot is my fave for two reasons: lots of pink and a gorgeous frame too!! The background looks like the brand backgrounds in previous GM games, doesn’t it? With all the repeating patterns and text? Maybe it alludes to a new brand 👀 or I’m just reading too much into it LOL.

There’s a ‘Play Pose Motion’ option, so I think it means we can save videos instead of just pictures now! In the second screenshot, there’s a ‘Drone Camera’ option - I’m not sure what it’ll look like, but it’s nice to know that we don’t have to stick to just the usual front-facing camera anymore.

These 3 things were the biggest sections of the trailer that really caught my eye (besides the obvious stuff, like graphical improvement and such)! I’m gonna hold off on commenting on the player interaction because I think there’s really just not enough info about it, BUT I will mention that I would be heartbroken if there aren’t any weird but lovable NPCs anymore... I can’t really imagine a GM game without colourful characters like Emmylou, Sophie, Rosie/Yolanda/Alina or even good ol’ Uncle Tim (LMAO) even if they’re trying to move away from Girls Mode and rebrand to Fashion Dreamer.

Anyway here’s hoping we’ll get more info soon!! Thanks for reading, and feel free to chime in with your own thoughts or things you’re interested in! :D​

#fashion dreamer #style savvy #girls mode #style boutique #my grand return in 2 years and i have ascended to the state of being able to type a full length report in half an hour #truly a triumph

[formulatrash]

Hi, i'm new to motorsports, wtf is a drs and why is everyone obsessed with it? It's dumb, but i've tried searching it up and i still don't understand what it is

hello! welcome to some of the silliest sports in the world.

DRS stands for Drag Reduction System which is the kind of obscure language FIA motorsport loves to use for things. what it actually amounts to is a flap that opens in the rear wing of the car, which in a straight line means the car can go faster because that wing is no longer acting like a sail and resisting the air.

in sporting terms, it is an attempted way to fix there not being much overtaking in F1. the cars have a lot of what's called downforce, which is the way that they are held onto the track, rather than taking off like a plane, meaning they can carry more speed through corners and go at speeds that would normally literally cause a vehicle of their dimensions to go airborne on the straights.

that's generated by the aerodynamic characteristics of the cars, which are designed to use the air to press down onto the car and generate stability. or, in the case of the 2022 and onwards cars, to suck them down onto the track by running air quickly through tunnels underneath the chassis.

when you're following another car, the air coming off that car will create a distorted effect - what's called "dirty air." some of that is literally dirty (exhaust fumes etc) but most of it's just what's called turbulence, basically the air's all frothed up like waves once it's been through the car ahead's aerodynamics. that means, in the car behind, your aero is working less well (since the airflow will be disrupted) which means unless your car is much, much quicker than the one ahead it can be hard to overtake.

DRS works on a detection system, so drivers have to be less than half a second behind the car ahead at certain points on the track. if they are, DRS will activate and they can then use it to open that rear wing on what's usually the biggest straight on a circuit.

when it's opened, there'll be a pace increase that will make up for the dirty air effect. it's particularly effective if the car behind can get a tow by sitting behind the car ahead during acceleration down the straight, then open DRS as they move to pass.

people don't like it because it's seen as ruining overtaking or creating unnatural passes. there's plenty of debate about whether getting rid of it entirely (which was promised with the 2022 rules but hasn't happened) or limiting it to a certain number of uses per race would make it more exciting. in the meantime, DRS has increased the number of overtakes in F1, which at one point had fallen to genuinely pitiful levels and drawn a lot of complaints from fans.

the driver activates DRS by pressing a button on the steering wheel and they choose when to do it, within the activation zone. so it is under the control of the driver, not an automatic system.

#f1 asks

[mackeydoodledoo]

Opposites Attract: Chapter 1

Pairing: Rita Kanisuka x Himeno Ran (Ohsama Sentai King-Ohger)

Summary: Rita Kanisuka is one of Terra’s top court judges/detectives: Nothing phases them. But, Terra's top model/Doctor changes that for them. Himeno somehow gets to the seemingly unphased court judge. All the while “fighting” off a relationship with Yanma Gust: Terra’s champion gamer and tech developer.

Chapter Warnings: Toxic Relationship (Subtle), Attempted S3xual Assault

Chapter Key: Italics = Thoughts, +*+ = Time Skip, Bold/Indent = Text Messages, 

Chapter Theme: Oh No (I Think I’m In Love) - Blossoms

A/n: Welcome to my 2nd Ritahime story but 1st series! 

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*Rita’s POV* Another day being in the office... Another day of countless, pointless sentences...

Of course, that was what you chose as a profession. So, it was expected as much. But, nonetheless, it gave you a living. Just as you changed into comfortable but semi-casual clothing, your phone goes off.

You should drop by my bar tonight. You’re off work right?

Buzz off Kaguragi, I’m not in the mood.

Come on, I made a drink called the “Papillion Haze”. I think you’d like it. 

Still not in the mood...

Come on, one night out shouldn't hurt you.

It honestly wouldn't. But, you also don't want anyone recognizing you in the bar. 

I haven’t gone out in awhile...

Fine. I’ll bite... I’ll be there soon,

You won’t be disappointed :)

As you ride the elevator down to the garage to your car, you try to think back to the last time you went out casually.

Hmmm... Guess it has been awhile...

+*+

You hand off your key to a valet worker as you look up at the sign Kaguragi had your close friend (only person you considered a friend to you really); Caelifera Viridulus’ design: a wasp.

Classic Kaguragi...

Your eyes travel to its entrance as your feet break its stance, entering the building.

“Ahhh, there they are, I give you my congrats on another day of cases you were able to close,” He smiles

“Too much,” You flatline tell him, “Besides, they were all simple and to-the-point sentences...”

You seat yourself up at the bar, as far as possible from any other person within the vicinity. Kaguragi was working himself; as the bartender.

“Come on, take in the hard day’s work,” He tells you, sliding a glass over to you

You set the side of your palm against the granite table top; the drink stopping calmly at your palm: fingers curling around the condensated glass. you reply, “

“Yeah, but, it is just one single day. I have many more to take care of,” you reply, bringing the glass cup to your mouth

As the small amount of the concoction runs down your throat, it was a bitter pre-taste; as all alcoholic drinks were to you, but then it kicked your tastebuds with a lemonade-y, sweet lavender aftertaste. 

“What do you think?” He asks, intently watching you

“It’s a nice bitter-to-sweet taste,” You answer truthfully

He shows off a smirk as you take another sip.

“I told you that you wouldn’t be disappointed,” He says triumphantly, nearly for the whole bar to hear

“Jeez Kaguragi, give it a rest,” A feminine voice catches your attention

The woman’s presence was unnaturally close then you would have liked. You turn to tell her off but, nothing comes out of your mouth.

“You shouldn’t have random women try your absurd concoctions,” She says

As she curls the end of her blonde curl with her finger, she slowly turns over to look at you. Her disgust calming when her eyes land on you.

“It’s fine,” You reassure her, taking another sip of your drink, “He’s one of my close clients.”

“Client?” She asks

“I’m a court judge, among other things,” You start

“What’s the ‘other things’ part?” She asks, leaning in to listen

“For me to know and for you to find out,” You answer, “Kaguragi had me convict some of his former workers who were bootlegging some of his menu items. Been showing me ungodly amounts of gratitude since...”

“Your regular Miss Himeno,” Kaguragi passes a glass full of fizzing lemonade

“Himeno.... Himeno Ran I presume?” You ask

“Hah, I was wondering how long it would have taken you to notice who I was,” She giggles, sipping her own personal drink

“I honestly don’t get out much, and I also try to veer away from the internet,” You explain, “But, I am now aware of who you are.”

“Shame you don’t get out much,” She sighs exaggeratingly

Wow. Thanks.

“I’m Rita Kanisuka,” You finally introduce yourself

“Our town’s best court judge,” Himeno smiles, “I know who you are too.”

“What kind of drink do you... Usually get here?” You ask, changing the subject

“Something fizzy, simple,” She says

“Your Spiked Kamakiri Ms. Himeno,” Kaguragi passes a faint yellow drink

“So... What’s in it?” You gesture to her drink

“Lemonade, lemon vodka, a hint of lemon lime soda,” She says as she takes a sip of her drink

“Sounds like you’re the one who has the basic drinks,” You chuckle, sipping yours

“Hey!” She smacks your arm

“Ow! Calm down, I was joking,” You say

“Sure...” She sighs

+*+

The both of you continue making small talk as the night progresses. You begin to forget that you were simply there to try a new drink Kaguragi made for you specifically.

But for some reason... Being in her presence was calming. Despite that there were whole crowds of people. The world began drowning out as the two of you continue to make small talk.

You’re surprised at how much talk you were making. Yeah, you’d make talk during work related things, but to make talk outside was new to you. 

“Oh hello Miss Ma’am,” A drunk man comes up to Himeno 

Easily you could tell how uncomfortable she was as soon as he put his arm around her. 

“Hey man, can we not be approaching random women in my establishment?” Kaguragi tries to downplay the situation

“Oh come on man, it’s not like I’m abusing her or anything,” He says, leaning into Himeno even more

“Could you... Get away from me please?...” Himeno tries to ask politely

“Hmmm, but I can’t resist such a beautiful woman like yourself though,” He makes an excuse

“Hey,” You stand from the barstool seat

The drunk man turns his head to you, eyeing you up and down, taking note of your scrawny figure.

“What?” He asks, “Wait your turn...”

“She said... To go away,” You say, unwavering

“Oh... Is this your little girlfriend?” He asks, taking a step towards you

You nearly shrivel yourself inward as you smell the gross beer breath from him.

“You don’t mind right?” He asks

He begins to turn back towards an uncomfortable Himeno. However, you firmly place your hand on his shoulder, startling him as his head turns back to you.

“Wh-What the hell?! Let go!” He attempts to yank his shoulder back

But you didn’t let go of it. 

“She said. Leave. Her. Alone.” You lean into his face 

You let go of his shoulder as he yanks himself out of your grip and trips over his own feet and onto the floor.

“Next time you act inappropriately around Himeno Ran, you will be charged with sexual harassment. Understand?” You ask

He frantically nods as he immediately gets up and runs out of the bar. 

“Thank you... Rita,” She sighs

“Don’t mention it,” You sigh, sitting back into the bar chair

As you take another swig at your drink, you look at Himeno, eyeing you up and down.

“Wh-What’s the matter?” You ask

She opens her mouth, “I never expected you to get all territorial.”

“I... I wasn’t.. I was doing my job,” You say

“Oh, I think that there's something else going on in that wonderful brain of yours,” She smiles

You stiffen as her finger tucks hair behind your ear. You watch it as it begins to move to the right side of your face. Your hand instinctively reaches up and catches her wrist as her finger curls around a thin strand of your hair.

“Don’t.” You growl

“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t- I- I didn’t mean to. It’s just one of my stupid habits,” Himeno says, frantically 

“Hey.. Himeno, calm down,” You attempt to calm her down

“Himeno!” A loud voice calls to her from across the bar

“Ahhh Mr. Gust,” Kaguragi welcomes him 

“Hey, Octomush, I told you to just call me Yanma,” He walks up to the both of you, “I told you not to go out without me...”

“Sorry Yanma... I just needed some time on my own,” She says, looking down

“And who the hell are you?!” He eyes you up

“This is Rita Kanisuka,” Kaguragi introduces you, “Our best court judge.”

“Oh... I’ve heard of you...” He continues eyeing you up, attempting to intimidate you, “You’re the one who gives out shitty sentences for the smallest inconveniences.”

“A crime is a crime, doesn’t matter how big or how small it is,” You explain

Clearly you didn’t like his aura... Something about it didn’t sit right with you. But, you weren’t about to make a scene about it.... It wouldn’t look good on you as you were known for being the most neutral person, especially when it came to your job.

“I’ll see you around Rita,” She waves gently before being pulled by the arm by Yanma and out of the bar

“My... He doesn’t know when to give her space,” Kaguragi sighs

“How so?” You turn to look at him

“He’s just... Very protective of Lady Himeno,” He explains to you, “That’s all I know.”

You nod as you continue your calm evening, finishing your exclusive drink before making your leave back to your apartment to get ready for the next day.

Chapter 2

#ohsama sentai kingohger #king-ohger #rita x himeno #Himeno Ran #Rita Kanisuka #himerita #ritahime #gira hastie #yanma gast #kaguragi dybowski #super sentai

[spinningbuster98]

Sonic the Hedgehog CD Ending: All action. No words

Stardust Speedway is one of those levels that you think you’d love, what with it clearly being Starlight Zone on steroids, but it just doesn’t fully stick the landing because, you guessed it, the level design is just all over the place. As a general rule of thumb: unless you’re going for the generator then stick to the lowest route since it’s the quickest and simplest. This is quite literally doing the opposite of what Sonic level design usually does but hey, that’s just how Sonic CD rolls I guess

I’ve never been a massive Metal Sonic fan per se. He’s either a non-character, basically just another tool of Eggman’s that only stands out by virtue of his concept, or whatever Heroes attempted to do with him. His design however is something that I absolutely adore. He looks straight up deadly, what with those dark eyes and spickier, sharper design that generally lacks most of Sonic’s own roundness and softness, presenting Metal as something truly dangerous and unfriendly. It’s also a pretty edgy design, perhaps the series’ first truly edgy character, a full 8 years before Shadow, yet he still follows the Classic characters’ overall design aesthetics what with his body proportions. He simultaneously looks in-line with Sonic’s world yet also unnatural to it. His boss fight is also pretty memorable and also perhaps the hardest in the game (though that’s not saying much here), which, alongside him being the one who kidnaps Amy at the starts and whose holograms you can find harassing small animals in the levels, helps to solidify him as an actual rival to Sonic. In fact, despite my thoughts on the character himself, I actually think that he makes for a better potential rival than the likes of Shadow and especially Knuckles, as his status as an Eggman robot built specifically to kill Sonic makes it easy and natural to set up situations where the two would fight without it feeling forced or stupid (just think about how, in Generations, he’s the only rival character whose fight justification doesn’t feel arbitrary, unlike Shadow “I know we’re all in a world without time but instead of trying to get to the bottom of things I’ll try to kill you now just ‘cause” the Hedgehog or Silver “but how can I know you’re the real Sonic? I know! I’ll drop a bunch of junk on your head!” the Hedgehog)

Metallic Madness is the worst stage in the game. Act 1 is fine, but Act 2 features pretty much every single issue in the game but cranked up to 11 because it’s the final level. It’s a giant goddamn mess and no amount of chibi Sonic can make me overlook this. Don’t go to the Past, I swear to God it’s even worse than the other timeframes, I always get lost in the god forsaken place. Man did Mania give this place a much needed makeover!

Fun fact: the original Sega CD version of the ending cutscene actually features sound effects at the start before playing Cosmic Eternity! I’m guessing that the later versions don’t do this because they play at higher framerates so the sound effects would be out of synch

I actually think I like the ending more than the opening: CD doesn’t have the classic all-stage medley during the credits but we actually get to see brief animated recreations of previous stages, and this is where I think that Sonic’s personality really shines, showcasing all the cute, cool and creative ways that he disposes of Badniks. I also like how, in the good ending, more specifically in the later versions, Little Planet disappears but not before emitting a bunch of sparkles that form an image of Sonic, kind of implying that it’s somewhat sentient and it’s thanking Sonic. It’s a nice way to sort of personify a literal world and make your efforts to save it from Eggman’s influence feel all the more worthwhile. Again: Sonic CD is able to give character and personality not through words but through actions

#youtube #sonic the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog cd #my gameplay

[springfallendeer]

A nervous Sun/Moon/Eclipse (your choice) and you guide them through their first time.

Because I love how you write and I want to see more

Reader x Eclipse. Specifically the Eclipse that exists in my Rebranded AU.

Obviously nsfw. 1100+ words under the cut.

For as eager as he’s been to do this, he’s surprisingly nervous now that the opportunity has arrived. 

With you here on top of him, he’s become so utterly aware of how small and frail you are compared to him. 

Compared to the monster. 

He can’t help but hesitantly retreat from your touch. Unpleasant memories return to plague him. 

Memories of screams. Of shouting. Of rejection. 

He’s wanted nothing more than to be accepted. Than to be loved and treasured as they have been. Sun and Moon. The separate aspects which had been used to make him. 

He was made bigger. Stronger. Smarter. Greater in every possible way. At least physically. 

Yet no amount of careful design could make up for the flaws in his unnatural programming. He was an AI that should not have come to be. Born from a glitch. Strengthened by siphoning information off of Sun and Moon. Made more dangerous by the virus. 

Constantly alone. 

Always unwanted. 

But always craving some level of emotional connection. 

Words cannot describe how much you mean to him. He could never find the words to thank you for trusting him. 

For loving him. 

For wanting him as he has wanted you. 

But those horrible memories refuse to leave him be. Memories of the blood he’s spilt. Of the people he’s hurt... 

Of how once upon a time, he hurt you. He hurt you bad and you were almost gone. 

He almost didn’t have this happiness that you’ve given him. He’s oh, so scared of losing you now. 

He’s so hesitant to touch you now as you lay atop him.

Your flesh is so easy to destroy. Your bones, so easy to snap. 

He’s done it once before. He’s afraid he’ll do it again. Afraid he’ll become the monster that everyone claimed him to be. 

But you ease those fears away. 

With your touch. 

With your voice. With the sweet, calm beating of your heart. He leans his head against your chest when you hold him. 

There’s no word you could ever utter that could comfort him more than this. The proof of your trust sings so pleasantly with each beat of your heart. 

You aren’t afraid of him. He can tell by the rhythm of your heartbeat. He can tell by how steady your hands are as they brush against his face. 

He is the Beast. You are his Beauty. 

He eagerly accepts your kiss when you offer it.

All he wants to do is make you happy. He wants to keep you safe and make you feel good. 

You guide him through the process. You show him where to touch you. 

His large, metallic hands wrap around your breasts so easily. He’s a massive creature compared to you. Compared to most people. Compared to most of the other animatronics, even. A Slenderman of the robotic world, made to hunt and to destroy. 

But he knows how to be gentle. He’s practiced. He’s learned to control his strength, if only for the sake of you. 

When he cannot trust his clawed hands, he trusts his tongues. When you arch against his mouth, he suckles on your breast. 

Carefully. No teeth. He uses his tongues and his silicone lips to please you.

You in turn show him what pleasure is. 

His size makes him intimidating. More so when you uncover the secret upgrade that hides between his legs. All the more so when you discover that he’s more well endowed than you anticipated. 

Not because he’s big. You expected the size. 

You’re intimidated because he has two. 

Two strange, beautiful tendrils that exist only for the sake of finding pleasure. Yellow and blue with a purple splotch between. 

He groans when you touch him. 

His hands fall off of you. He’s afraid of his claws. He’s afraid that he might hurt you as he gets lost in the moment. 

His submission only adds to the intimacy of the moment. A literal killing machine lays beneath your body, making strangely sweet sounds as you show him the full extent of physical power. 

He relaxes as you touch him. His only movements being the aimless twitching of his hands as he searches for anything to hold that isn’t you. 

Strong, clawed fingers sink into the ground with ease as you fondle him. You massage his arousal. Long, fluid strokes. 

For as hard and rough as his exterior is, this part of him is soft and slick and bendy. 

After having spent so long knowing only pain and fear, the touch of pleasure sends a rush through him that he never could have anticipated. His inexperience cuts down his endurance.

Your hands and chest are painted in the proof of his orgasm. Slick and warm and sticky. 

With him so relaxed, you take the reins. 

He wants to make you feel good. You want to feel good with him. You show him how to make it happen. 

A loud, almost strangled moan resonates from him as your body swallows him up. One in each hole. You fill yourself with him and do your best to stifle your voice. 

It feels good. It feels good to be with him. He feels the same. You coax his hands to your hips. He helps you rise and fall as you ride out the pleasure with him. Slow and steady.

“Eclipse~”

His name slips past your lips. Soft and sweet and broken from the pleasure. He whispers your name in turn; his voice low like a hiss as he speaks. 

Up and down. In and out. Stretching and relaxing. He slips into your body and you readily accept him. An inch at a time. More and more with each rise and fall of your body. 

You’ve taken in so much of him by the time he orgasms again. 

He fills your insides with his artificial seed. So much so that your stomach bulges faintly from the fluid trapped inside. The extra tightness only adds to the throbbing between your legs. He’s filled you up so much. 

But there’s still so much more of him to take. So much more for him to give.

You coax him into lifting you up, up, up. 

The proof of his orgasm gushes out of you once your holes are emptied of his length. 

Then you rest upon him again. A tremble rolls through you and you bite your lip, feeling him slide in so much easier now that you’ve been lubricated by his essence. 

You aren’t done yet. Neither of you are. But now he’s feeling more confident. 

He takes control, and you’re content to go along for the ride. 

He’s bigger than you. He’s stronger than you. The pleasure he can give you is a pleasure only he can give, and he’s eager to give it. And you’re eager to accept it. 

All of it.

#ask #saburo kyoto #not osha approved #Eclipse #Eclipse x Reader

[picrews-for-rpgs]

hi! do you happen to have any picrews that work more for eladrins? as in flowers, ice, and such, they're very season based and also elfs, which are a hard combo to find! if not, understandable and thank you for your time :D

Hi! Thanks so much for your patience while I researched and put together a response for this (for real, I know it only took me about a thousand years)

I'm sure there's more so I will most likely do a follow up at a later date but for now here are a few options I know of that could work for Eladrin in all their seasons:

RPG Husband Generator by Drudenkreuz

Picrew overview here

This picrew is one of my go-to's for male fantasy characters and elf-wise the ears are some of the best in this list (so big! so pointy!) That said it is masculine-leaning and the muscular body type isn't typical for elves, so this won't be suitable for all eladrin.

Spring - Definitely lacking here unfortunately. Colouring options are decent and most leafy accessories come in a shade of green but there's not much in the way of fruit, flowers or plants.

Summer - Very little to distinguish a summer eladrin especially. No gold or yellow skintones and few fruit, flowers or plants.

Autumn - Some lovely autumnal accessories and backgrounds make up for the somewhat limited range of skintones here.

Winter - Enough variety for a couple of different wintery palettes and tons of great skin details. You could go for a yeti-esque design that has thick fur in winter or something more statuesque with icy spikes.

RPG Character Maker by Sixteenbee

Picrew overview here

This picrew is the reverse of the previous one in that the one body type option is very slim and more feminine-leaning. It has lovely pointy ears in 4 sizes/shapes and great high fantasy clothing and accessories.

Spring - Enough greenery (including four green skintones) and leafy accessories to make an identifiable spring eladrin but again there's not a huge amount in the way of fruit, flowers or plants.

Summer - Lots of leafy options but hard to distinguish from Spring due to limited colour options and limited fruit or flower accessories.

Autumn - Quite a few of the leafy/nature options come in shades of brown and there are a couple of mushroom accessories so overall decent for Autumn.

Winter - This one comes down mainly to colouring but there are 3 blue skintones and 1 blueish white, along with blue, white and grey hair colours. Not much in the way of wintery features or accessories though.

Bright's Picrew Hell by Brightgoat

Picrew overview here

This picrew is another one I recommend all the time because it's incredibly versatile with an astounding number of options for accessories and small details. My one gripe is there's no option for plain backgrounds.

Spring - Tons of floral clothing, jewelery and accessories plus so many animal companions from bugs to bunnies to birds. There are also these incredible antlers which come in various colours decorated with an array of flowers, fruit, blossom or birds.

Summer - All of the unnatural skintones in this picrew are pretty cool-toned but as previously mentioned there are a ton of floral and fruity accents to chose from.

Autumn - Considering how versatile this picrew is overall, it has relatively few Autumnal features and accessories. That said there's just enough to create an identifiably autumnal eladrin.

Winter - The aforementioned cool-toned colouring options in this picrew are perfect for a winter eladrin and there are some accessories and features that could be interpreted as ice crystals.

OC Maker by ShyCustis

Picrew overview here

As explained in the overview, there are two variations of this picrew, chubby (shown in example images) and skinny. All of the following applies to both!

This picrew has 3 pointed ear options and a huge range of face markings and accessories which sets it apart from others on this list.

Spring - Good colour options, floral tattoos, clothing, jewellery, headwear and headpieces. Plus there are animal companions including baby goats and lambs!

Summer - There's a lot of crossover between spring and summer so most of the floral features mentioned above could work for summer too. Unfortunately there aren't really any yellow or gold skintones like the ones seen in official art for summer eladrin.

Autumn - As with spring, there are a wealth of options here. A lot of clothes, accessories and jewelry in autumnal colours, many of which specifically feature autumn leaves or plants.

Winter - Winter probably has the best colour options for skin, hair and eyes and lots of choice for clothing too. While there's nothing explicitly ice or winter related, there are various face markings reminiscent of snow or ice plus accessories resembling leafless branches.

Remnant Years Avatar Maker by eva.rabbit

Picrew overview here

In addition to its 3 pointed ear variations, one of the things that makes this creator perfect for Eladrin is the ability to have leaves for hair (in several styles too!) The range of colour options allow for a character whose leafy hair changes with the seasons (and maybe even falls out during winter!)

Spring - Green Skin and leafy-green or blossom-pink hair make this an okay option but floral clothing/accessories are limited.

Summer - Much like spring, there are some great colouring options and lots of leafy stuff but not a lot of flowers. That said, this is the only picrew on the list that offers the yellow/gold colouring depicted in 5e official art.

Autumn - The limited colour palette of this picrew includes a lot of autumnal shades which pairs very well with all the leafy clothing and makes it ideal for autumn eladrin.

Winter - Unfortunately there's nothing explicitly wintery in here so you would need to rely on colouring alone (and potentially baldness) to indicate your eladrin's Winter form.

#eladrin #elf #picrew #eladrin picrew #elf picrew #ask #seasons #recommendations

[nautilus1954]

When/how did you first come up with Vincent and Ava? How long did it take to develop their story?

Oh ho ho *cocks lore gun* we're gonna have fun tonight >=]

So as to when, I really don't know to be honest. It was all by chance on how I came up with the story.

I love the concept of becoming something your not. Like "what if there was a gun, that didn't want to be a gun" sorta story. I wanted a story like that, so... I thought of a ghost story.

Simple concept, ghosts, haunted house, which you can still read the concept idea for in the first story of Vincent lurking in the house. Vincent was originally supposed to be a ghost, along with three other ghosts that also lurked in the house with varying personalities, but it's Vincent who has relations with the "Visitor" (aka Ava wasn't made at this point)

It was a bit drab and dull, and a bit cleashae, but I still edited the plot, took out the three ghosts, and just had Vincent. He had a much softer, less cheeky form of personality. Soft spoken, wise, not scaring the shit outa preists, and actually upset of who he is, and that's how it was...

...until I found the existence of Alastor

I absolutely LOVED how Alastor acts in terms of speech, movement, and personality. That and he was a demon. So much more badass. With a ghost, the unnatural abilities are very wonky in my opinion. They can't pickstuff up in one movie but in the next they can? Cam they pick stuff up or not? That and a few other things. With Vincent's design however, he can fly, produce fire and electricity from his fingertips, the whole shebang.

From then on he was a demon, you will see later that he regrets and is sorrowful of what he did in the past, and how little he thinks he has changed, but from what he did, he changed a vast amount, he just had a moment is all.

*takes deep breath* right, now for Ava.

Ava was the simple sorta dansile in distress sorta scenario, someone for the hero to save and get married to in the end... but there's more to her than a plot like that... a lot more.

In Ava's original design plot, she was an adult. Simple as that. But I wanted to get into depth with DEEP things to really put tension in the plot like, hard-core bullying, cheating, and strait-up suicide because it somewhat reflects the life I lived through... more or less that is. And I thought making Ava a grown ass adult wouldn't cut it, which meant her backstory had to be cut.

Her original story was that she was being s##sualy abused by some drunk pervert, chased her into the woods, came upon the house, hid in it, he eventually finds her, and prepares to do some shit I don't even wanna think about, then Vincent shows up and strait up snaps this guy's neck in an 180 degree angle like John fucking Wick. Ava is scared the shit out of her mind and Vincent tries the comfort her by saying idk something like "don't worrie my dear, your safe now" and uses his demonic magic to put her to sleep. She then wakes up in her car the next morning, she goes back to the house and that was the beginning of the story.

In honesty I didn't like this concept, it seemed a bit... much, and now that Ava's 16 it was over the top, so I changed the story that Ava is with her father during a thunder storm, when a drunk driver knocked them of the road and they went tumbling down a hill. Her father died and Ava had severe injuries. By chance, Vincent was lurking not to far from where the crash happend. He took the girl, brought her in the house for shelter and healed her wounds the best he could whilst providing heat with his demon form (aka demons can radiate natural heat from themselves)

The next day Ava only caught a small glance of Vincent before he disappeared from the sound of authorities searching for Ava. They found her and were taking her to the hospital, but before they left, Ava caught a quick glance of a figure in the attic window. And the rest is really empty space for now.

That and- HOLY SHIT HOW LONG IS THIS!

Yeah I just love lore dumping, and it helps me with how the plots work out and such. Hope this answered your question. Hope I see more soon =3

#nautilus rambles #nautilus answers #asks #love your asks #my freind the demon #lore #my oc story #oc story #oc lore #vincent #ava #plots #and the plot thickens

[thescrapbookingscientist]

Biweekly Media Roundup

- The Adam Project (Movie) - This sure was a movie huh. It wasn’t so bad that I feel like writing a dissertation on it but boy it wasn’t any good either. Everyone in the movie just spoke in that Ryan Reynolds quip humor which I have liked in the past but here it was way too much and not particularly clever or funny, and really got in the way of any sort of emotional depth or realism the story was trying to convey-Everything just felt forced and unnatural. The story also didn’t make much sense, I like time travel stories as a whole, but the characters were time traveling to prevent time travel from being invented which?? Maybe you’ll stop it from being invented at that specific time but if it's a possible phenomenon then someone will invent it at some point dude, I don’t think this is solving anything. They also pull the “I can’t tell someone that they're going to die cause that might change the future” despite the fact that everything they are doing is actively and intentionally changing the future. I think the only thing I was impressed by was the protagonists house which was this incredibly nice open-air Cabin in the wood, wish I lived there. Anyway, don’t watch this, you can find better things to do.

- Buddy Daddies (Anime) - The only non-sequel anime I decided to watch this season, I am having fun with Spy X Family Gay Dads addition. I can’t say it’s doing anything unexpected but if you like this kind of thing it’s competent enough, and I do really like the perpetually tired half-shaved updo character design of the darker haired father. The ending theme is quite cute and the comedy is solid so far, my main hopes going forward are that the child character is allowed to have some depth outside of “cute toddler” and that we get more backstory/interactions between the male leads and what their deal is. Good wholesome show for now.

- The Vampire Dies In No Time (Anime) - Hey it’s back. I’m actually surprised it got a sequel season as I didn’t think the first one did that well but hey, I’m happy it’s here. The comedy can be hit or miss and even actively cringey sometimes so it’s hard to recommend, but I really enjoy these characters and their unconventional family. There’s just no other series I can go to where a guy comes over to his arch-nemeses house to show his roommate a PowerPoint Presentation he made of why that guy’s the worst. It’s stupid in the best way possible. Can’t wait to see more of Best Boy John as well. 

- JJBA: Stone Ocean (Anime) - People turned into Snails last time, that was fun.

- The Greatest Estate Developer (Webcomic) - I’m so tempted to just read the webnovel for this, as I do plan to eventually, but I told myself I would finish ORV first so it might be awhile. It’s just the perfect comfort food though, I love the asshole best friend's dynamic of the leads and the continuous betterment of society Lloyd brings to the World. We’ll see if this will motivate me to finally finish ORV or if I’ll just cave first. 

- Demon Slayer (Anime) - Don’t have much to say, rewatching this with my sister, it’s cute with good animation and nice characters, I enjoy it a reasonable amount. 

- The S Classes That I Raised (Webcomic) - Successfully got my sister into this now which I consider a win. 

- Sense8 (TV) - Yup.

- Persona 5 Royal (Video Game) - Okay so here’s what I’ve actually been doing all week, this game has consumed my life. I’ll save most of my thoughts until I’m closer to the conclusion but for now I really adore the visuals and stylistic flair of the game as well as the character interactions-I appreciate that the Phantom Thieves actually hang out and feel like friends, it’s surprisingly common for media to just have the cast say they’re close without ever actually showing them spending time together so I’m grateful. The music's also solid, though 50 hours in it’s starting to haunt my daily hours as well. I’m going to make this my whole personality in February, watch me. 

I also watched the first episode of The Last of Us, though I’ll hold off on judgement for now. Demon School has also gotten better so I’m keeping up with that too.

Listening to: Persona 5 OST, Troublemaker by Olly Murs, As It Was by Harry Styles, Anti-Hero by Taylor Swift, Tangled Up by Caro Emerald, Hell’s Comin’ with Me by Poor Mans Poison, Kaibutsu - AmaLee cover, The Fine Print by The Stupendium, Do It All The Time, Waste by Oh Wonder, Stay by Reinaeiry, Black Magic by Little Mix, Kiss Me Son Of God by They Might Be Giants

#weekly roundup #My posts

[vanillabeenflower]

Blush Blush Controversial Opinion ™️

The title is a joke, I don’t think this is really that controversial but I’m not sure

(Heads up for long kinda-ranting and long-winded nitpicking)

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So I have gotten the news that Seth has been added as a dateable boy and I went to the Crush Crush wiki to look at the new info added on the pages and to also save some pictures for reference (I normally do this) and after a few days, I have come to a conclusion that idk if anyone else has about Seth, but I don’t think that his design is very… “demonic”, I guess?

I’m not saying his current design isn’t good, I LOVE his design and how cool it looks, and I think his animal form is one of the coolest looking in the game yet, it’s just that his fully changed form isn’t that demonic-looking at all. I have also had this thought when I did his Phone Fling, he just looked like a Regular Guy, and when he was added as a dateable character, this just confirmed that thought for me.

His hybrid form looks more like a demon than his actual form!

I’m not in any way criticizing the artist for this game, they can draw things I wish I knew how to draw, and to be fair, it is an anime (?) game and they do have to make the boys look somewhat like that. I can just headcanon that this is just a form Seth takes on in the Overworld to avoid drawing attention to himself, but I also wanted to edit some things, just for me and for some practice on how to do this. I’ll just say that I made a form that he takes on at the house, where he is not as susceptible to being spotted by people. Keep in mind that you don’t have to agree with me on this, this is all just my thoughts on this.

Breakdown

So, I wanted to go over each feature that I thought needed some work in order to give a better understanding of the things I am talking about.

First are his eyes.

Seth’s eye color is pretty unusual for a human (red), but in this world humans can have any eye color including purple (Dmitri), yellow (Volks), and orange (Eli, although in some expressions his eyes are brown). At least I expected more unnatural eyes, like slit pupils. Nothing too extravagant, but at least that. I will add this to my comparison.

Second are his physical features.

There is nothing to know that he is a demon apart from his horns. Not even little things like making his teeth (or just his fangs) slightly bigger than normal or little details like that. If you took away the horns, you wouldn’t even know he was a demon, but I like the creativity that his hood has horns to hide his actual horns. The horns are a bit too small and almost look decorative, not like an actual part of his body. I at least expected a type of tail. I will once again headcanon this as he hides his tail when in public to reduce suspicion of him, but I will add the tail in my revision. I also made his ears pointier, which I thought was a hallmark of demonic creatures, but that’s probably just me.

Third is a major pet peeve of mine, the hair. (Oh my gosh, I need to put a small rant warning here):

I have noticed that this is a problem with almost all of the guys, the lack of almost any body hair. They all either have no body hair at all or when it is drawn, it looks like an afterthought. They all look completely hairless and weirdly shiny like they’re covered in oil, when skin usually has a matte texture (not shiny/glossy). Men have a higher amount of body hair, and I am not saying to just completely blanket them in hair, but at least add something like arm or leg hair or something. I have noticed this after a while and since then, and today, it looks weird every time I do. It’s like SPS is almost scared to add anything but facial hair to them. It can be a hard task to add hair to a character since it looks off sometimes, but you get better at it over time and it gets more natural every time you do it. I’ve been scared of adding facial hair and body hair in general because of how weird it would look, but I’ve gotten more comfortable with it. And idk if anyone has said this yet, but facial hair can do wonders in aging a character. Every male character I’ve added facial hair on immediately looked somewhat older. It sounds like I’m overreacting, but holy crap, it makes a HUGE difference. I know that everyone is not into body/facial hair, but it was just bothering me. Seth is a 918 year old demon, he should have some sign of aging! But then again, idk if his age in “human years” is something younger, since I assume demons are immortal, so this is just a speculation that he should look slightly older than he did look. I tried not adding too much hair on his body and face, and I tried following the male body hair pattern, but I’m still pretty new to this. I also fixed his head shape since I thought it looked kinda weird.

Revision

Here is my revision of Seth (I used the Lover event photo b/c it shows what I was talking about better). Idk if I overdid it or made him look too old or what, but I think I did pretty good overall.

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And here is a gif comparison between the original

Feel free to tell me what you think!

Again, this is just my opinion on him. You do not even have to agree with me, I just wanted to share my thoughts and see if anyone else felt the same way.

#stuff i made #blush blush #blush blush game #long #stuff i wrote #long post #redesign rants

[insipid-drivel]

Poltergeists: They’re Not Ghosts Or Demons ffs

If anyone here has noticed the kind of content I occasionally crap out into this hellsite, it’s usually a fairly manic mishmash of mini-dissertations on random bullshit I’ve been studying since childhood. In light of the spoopy season upon us, I’m here to tell you from the mouth (read: keyboard) of someone that’s been part of that subset and culture for my entire life that Poltergeists are NOT demons or ghosts! They’re not even considered truly supernatural phenomena by occultists!

First of all, “Demonology” is the study of Western Occultism and doesn’t specifically entail the study of demons, but the general study and interaction with anything “unnatural” that isn’t distinctly “from Heaven”. That’s actually what Necromancy really is - it’s not raising the spirits of the dead or making zombies. It’s raising the spirits of the damned, including demons, to gain knowledge or power you need or desire. There is deeply rooted sexism when it comes to actual, historical/mythological necromancy, because while it was punishable by death for a woman to engage in necromancy, King motherfucking Solomon cracked out his Necromancy skills to make a King of Hell, Asmodeus, build the legendary Temple of Solomon for him.

So, for further notice, if you’re wanting to write a legit necromancy fantasy, it doesn’t have anything to do with zombies! It’s demons. Lots of demons. This is because in various Abrahamic scriptures, another human (magician/sorcerer are the more common masculine prefixes, witch/sorceress are feminine) can’t raise the dead with magic, because only “The Devil” or God is supposed to have that power. Necromancy was associated with “conjuring” (summoning) a demonic entity, usually in the name of learning something like mathematics or astronomy, or learning about the supernatural and afterlife. It wasn’t weird to hire a necromancer as a wealthy aristocrat to have him (yes, him, because lady necromancers were called witches and were executed a lot) summon a demon merely to ask if the spirit of a deceased friend or loved one is at rest.

That’s right. The demons your grandparents shrink in fright at are mostly just hardcore scientists and researchers with attitude issues, and always have been.

So, what about poltergeists? We know plenty of movies inspired by them, including the eponymous “Poltergeist” (1982), but did you know that they have nothing to do with a dead person or a paranormal entity? Poltergeists are considered to be psychokinetic phenomena exhibited by living people that are experiencing tremendous amounts of psychological stress, particularly during the teen years. Ever wonder why most of the good supernatural horror movies feature a teenage girl or young child as the epicenter of the evil and chaos? That would be why. Fuckin’ hormones, man.

We get the term “poltergeist” from the German portmanteau that translates literally in English to, “noisy ghost”. Not evil. Not malicious. Just... wtf?

So, how do identify poltergeist activity? I’ll tell you:

1) Is the activity at all intelligent in design, or does random shit just happen? If there’s no rhyme or reason evident for an event, and the event itself is more weird than terrifying - such as moving objects - that culminate into nothing but, “Well, that was freakish...” it’s probably poltergeist activity.

2) Is it happening at random times, day and night? Probably a poltergeist.

3) Is there any history of a traumatic incident or death in the location of the activity? If not and the activity is still doing what I would dub “weird shit”, then it’s probably a poltergeist.

4) Does the activity refuse to respond to requests or antagonism to start up when you’re investigating directly and then flare up when you’re not paying attention? Again, probably a poltergeist.

Poltergeists in the paranormal science community are gradually being viewed through a much more scientific and legitimate light as greater advances in knowledge of quantum mechanics in our universe are uncovered by physicists, and there are scads of scientific and mythological evidence suggesting that we humans are capable of some pretty intense shit that’s too outside of our realm of acceptability to really embrace. I could go on and on about how various elements of the natural state of the universe we live in contribute to our perception of the universe in surprising and unsurprising ways, but this is not about that.

My point is: “Poltergeist” is more of an uncontrollable superpower compared to possessions and hauntings. They’re basically like Jean Grey from X-Men: horrifically powerful and impossible to control. Unlike Jean Grey, however, it’s been noted that poltergeist activity usually goes into remission as the subject of the poltergeist ages, but that doesn’t always mean that the activity goes away for good. Poltergeists also don’t usually influence power over fire. In Jean Grey’s case, she would be more thought of as possessing a pyrogeist, since she tended to set a lot of shit on fire in the comics and movies. My dad had a pretty active poltergeist until the day he died that took my own training as a Bandrui and making friends with a couple of demons (don’t do it at home; I’m certifiably insane and that’s why we’re friends) to keep from scaring the shit out of me in my bedroom.

#occultism #poltergeist #paranormal #happy halloween