#I think that'd be a fun side project

[aquarius-cookie-jar]

I know CRTOA is pretty light on the lore side of things, but I am just curious.

Is Dark Choco still a prince, or was he just a regular cookie? There's no mention of a kingdom in his bio, though there are still some items in game that represent Cacao royalty. Idk.

Like I said, I know ToA isn't as lore-full-ish (idk the word) compared to OB or Kingdom, I'm just curious.

[bumblesimagines]

Jordan Li

you didn't even give me a chance to talk to you the next morning.

i haven't been with anyone since.

can we just act like it never happened and carry on like normal?

Pronouns: She/Her/Hers, F!Reader

CW/TW: Typical Gen V warnings (none), uhhhhhh literally no warnings?, jordan being vulenrable, jordan being shit at talking about feelings pls get a therapist bby

After stuffing her notebook and textbook into her backpack, (Y/N) hooked her fingers around the strap and stood up from her seat, slinging the backpack over her shoulder and following her classmates as they shuffled out of the classroom. They piled into the slowly growing crowded hallway, bumping and brushing against each other as everyone made their way to their next class before the late bell could ring. (Y/N) managed to squeeze into a less crowded hallway, releasing a soft huff of air. 

"(Y/N), hey! Wait up!" She glanced back and spotted Jordan stepping out of the crowd with much less difficulty, the students parting as if Jordan were Moses. It was silly, in her opinion, how much others worshipped those in the Top Ten like they were royalty or gods walking the Earth. Half of the supes making up the list still needed help with simple subjects taught in normal human schools. 

"What's up, Li?" (Y/N) arched a brow when the supe caught up with her. "Is it about the project Brink gave me? I'm almost done with it, I swear. It needs a little tweaking but I'll be turning it in tomorrow." 

"No, no, it's not about that." Jordan dismissed, their fingers raking through their hair and brushing back black strands that'd slipped out of the slick-back hairstyle. (Y/N) hummed and looked forward again, checking the time on the clock ticking at the end of the hall and quickening her step. "It's, uhm.. I wanted to talk to you about last Friday? I know you were out of town over the weekend so I thought I'd catch up with you today."

Her brows furrowed. "Catch up about what exactly?" She asked, sparing them a glance before turning a sharp corner into a different hall. Her mind shuffled through the events of the past days until she got to Friday, trying to think back on what she did that day that would require a discussion with Jordan Li of all people. Sure, at the end of the day she'd hooked up with them, but that hardly needed a play-by-play chat. 

"Last... Friday?" Jordan blinked at her, their own brows dipping. "You didn't even give me a chance to talk to you the next morning. I mean, I've never seen that side of you, you know? I- I always thought you were like, a nerd or something. You're always so quiet and distant." 

"Riiight," (Y/N) drawled, her eyes squinting slightly at them. "You don't know me, Jordan. Of course, you didn't expect that from me, a complete and utter stranger. We literally only talk when Brink wants to set up a meeting about grades. Besides, there's nothing to talk about. You answered some questions, we had a beer or two, we had sex, and that's it."

"Yeah, but, it's never been like that for me before and I know you've never slept with someone like me."

(Y/N) snorted. "I've slept with plenty of douchebags, Jordan, but yes, you're right. I've never been with someone who can change their body. It was new and fun but there's really nothing to talk about." 

"I haven't been with anyone since."

"It's been two days since Friday."

"You know what I'm trying to say," Jordan groaned rather dramatically, sidestepping into her way and looking surprisingly nervous for the typical stone-faced, scowl-wearing, asshole everyone knew them as. (Y/N) bit the inside of her cheek and conjured up a few excuses as to how she could possibly be late to her next class when it was so close to the last one. "I've never been with someone who wanted to sleep with me like that, alright? No one has ever asked me if I wanted to change midway through before. It's always they want to sleep with a just a dude or just a chick, never both. I... I don't know. It was new to me too." 

"So, we both tried something new that night. Great. I'm happy you got to experience that, and I'm sure you'll now feel comfortable asking your army of booty calls if they want to try it too. Now, can we just act like it never happened and carry on like normal? You can go back to being Brink's assistant and I'll go back to being the nightmare student whose questions and emails you have to answer every day." (Y/N) raised her hand to pat them on the shoulder and stepped around them, wincing when the late bell rang through the hallway. Jordan caught her arm, their jaw clenched and eyes downcast.

"I don't want to act like it never happened," Jordan admitted quietly, a soft tone she'd never heard them use before. "And I don't want things to go back to the way they were either."

[kairiscorner]

definitely not me self-projecting (pt 1)

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

hobie helps you blow off some steam (hobie brown x angry reader)

word count: 1,063

in a blind fit of rage, you slammed your door shut and kicked your shoes off your feet angrily. you hated when your family got like this, teasing you when you were already evidently on the brink of exploding out of sheer anger and frustration. you wished you had a sign that read 'fuck off or see what happens', and if only you could show them just how terrifying you can be when angered. you hated how violent you could be when like this, and as much as you wanted to keep in all the rage you were experiencing right then and there, everything just... came tumbling down.

too many shitty things happening at once while annoyances filled your ears and made their way into your mind was so overwhelming, and the only way you could overcome that overwhelming feeling was to shout at it, get angry it--but you didn't wanna hurt anybody, it never made you feel any better. as you lay down on the bed, trying to breathe, ignoring your parents' unsolicited opinion on your behavior when they don't even know what's going on with you, you heard a voice by your open window. "i have a feeling you wanna rip some heads off some idiots right now." hobie brown, of course it'd be him, who else would scale your apartment's walls at the middle of the night and slink over to your window just to talk?

you turned to your side, feeling your anger mellowing a little from hobie's presence. "i don't wanna talk right now." you muttered, already cursing at yourself in your mind for not being able to sound polite. but fuck, how does one manage to stay polite when they're already resisting the urge to rip shelves off their bedroom walls and throw their bed upside down in a fit of rage?

"can i at least come in, then?" hobie asked you as you nodded, and though it was hard to tell, hobie got the message and entered the minute you let him come in. he sat close to you on the bed as he took in a deep breath, from this distance, he could hear the muffled voices of your parents. hobie chuckled as he listened in. "wow, they're acting like they know everything. it's funny, they're even pretending like they never wanted to act out as teenagers, as if... i don't know, mindless obedience is fun." he said as you peered at him from the corner of your eye, wordlessly.

hobie looked back at you with a smile, one that offered comfort as opposed to condescension–one that was real, a real smile that had no undertones of patronization. "sorry, did i overstep a boundary?" he asked you in a soft, concerned voice. you shook your head and hobie nodded. "alright. well... i won't ask you what happened, since that'd be the last thing you need right now. but i'll do anything you need me to for you to feel better, and i mean anything." he said as he took a pillow from your bed and placed it next to your head.

hobie wordlessly sat with you in the silence, not saying a word and instead offering his presence as comfort for you, he knew that if you wanted to talk about it, you would–he wouldn't ever force it out of you. soon, when you began to speak lightly to hobie about how you've been feeling lately, all hobie did was listen. he'd sit and look at you and... listen.

"well, that isn't your fault now, is it?" hobie asked in a rhetorical manner. "whatever you feel, y'feel it. if you keep it inside of you, it'll just... burst. don't ever feel like a monster for feeling enraged, it's not just one thing that angered you, i think, it's... it's a lot of things, isn't it?" he asked you as he moved closer to you, brushing the hairs away from your face as you gazed up at him. "screw what everyone else says, i like to joke around and tease some grumps i know, but even i know that teasing someone when they're pissed is the wrong move to make. i won't say your behavior was justified, but you just... you can't help it, okay? you need an outlet, and that's why i'm here." he said as he got up and walked over to the window with a big grin.

hobie put on his mask as he sat on your windowsill and teetered on it. "whaddya say we make like a tree and swing out into the night?" he offered you as he extended his hand out to you. you chuckled as you slowly got up and took his hand, with hobie gently pulling you towards his chest as you said, "hobie, trees don't swi–" but you were cut off by your yelping as he swung deep and jumped up high, feeling the cold wind pass you by and sweep your hair away from your face.

into the night, you two went around the city, seeing the beauty hidden in the deep recesses of the evening; taking in the moonlight and the twinkling of the stars as you both made the night yours. you were starting to cool down now, forgetting most of what angered and stressed you out, and feeling like you didn't need to get violent or yell at anyone anymore.

"i hope you're feeling better, i want nothing more than for you to just... feel happy, be happy, y'know." hobie said as he got you a soda from a vending machine he hijacked. you smiled and thanked him as he clinked soda cans with you, thinking if maybe you slept away that anger you felt while you were in your bed. but no, this was no dream–and you couldn't be any more delighted at that.

it's because of hobie that you feel like all things will pass, eventually, you just have to find the right outlet to let go of the bad and negative feelings and thoughts. you weren't bad, you weren't evil for being angry, you were just that–angry, and that was okay. and through hobie, you were now angry no longer, more in love, you were, but like hell you were gonna tell him that, better wait for next time, you thought to yourself as you gulped down the fizzy drink.

tags !! @k4tsu3 @fiannee @luvstarrstruck @toneystank-3000 @ii01vq @maxoloqy @popeheywardssecretgf @arachnoia @solecitoszn @hearts4hobie

[skylinesnsunshines]

jude bellingham reading: personality

hi everyone! this is my first non-kpop reading!! i am so nervous but excited bc ive been wanting to expand my horizons for a while. i have another footballer lined up for a reading but feel free to request others if you are curious. please remember this is just for fun and i am just a girl w cards <3 ok thank you! hope u enjoy

personal readings

DISCLAIMER: this is all speculative and for entertainment purposes only, so take it with a grain of salt :)

(italicised is the card on the bottom of the tarot deck which is meant to represent the subconscious/blind spot of the situation + rx means reversed)

9 of pentacles, 9 of cups, 3 of cups, 9 of wands | athlete | house seven: profound relationships, intimacy, and romantic partnerships | snake

firstly i just wanna say wow with three 9 cards. from a numerology perspective with multiple 9 cards, individuals with this energy achieve success early on in their lives as 9 signifies completion, so although jude has many admirers, he unfortunately has people waiting for his downfall due to envy. this energy tells me that jude is a very lucky and well-rounded individual, i sense a feeling of nonchalant-ness as his talent and work ethic come so natural to him. the 9 of pentacles tell me that jude is someone who thoroughly enjoys the fruits of his labour, he could be someone who loves indulging in luxury wether that'd be food, travel, experiences, etc. i also get the feeling that he loves spoiling those around him. he could be someone who loves presenting himself as someone diplomatic, tactful and well-mannered. with the 9 of cups, i see jude as someone who is emotionally fulfilled and can be idealistic. this card indicates someone positive, optimistic, content and fulfilled, however i do feel that jude could be someone who wears rose coloured glasses and has a sense of naivety. i just pick up on very youthful energy with jude, sheltered to an extent as well. i envision him as someone who sees the good in people and prefers to focus on the positives than the negatives. now i literally laughed when i pulled the 3 of cups, as that tells me that jude could have a tendency to be very dependent in his relationship, whether that would be familial, friendship or even romantic. i sense that he is someone who is easily influenced when in groups and is more of a "go with the flow" type of person. he might struggle with doing stuff himself or trusting his intuition, as I feel he relies heavily on the opinions and perspectives of those around him to encourage him. this card also tells me that jude's a social butterfly, he could be the type to enjoy going out to parties, socialising and meeting new people. there's this energy of lightheartedness as I feel that he's a really compassionate and collaborative individual, he gives me the type to love doing group projects hahaha. he's someone who's very in tune with others' needs and can read a room very well. i think one of his biggest fears could be coming across as rude or insincere to others, which could be due to his upbringing. gives me the energy that he can be quite the hedonistic individual and approach life with a "glass half full" mindset. the 9 of wands as the hidden energy could indicate that jude is someone who is still unsure about himself. it makes sense since he's only 20, but I think sometimes when he thinks about his life/position too much he can get easily overwhelmed. it's obvious that he has lots of pressure, but I feel that most of the pressure is self-inflicted. he could also be overly cautious or paranoid, so any decision he makes he will always have multiple backup plans and avoid taking risks (he's a dream for his pr team lmao). i also get a feeling of restlessness with this card, and that this is the side of himself when he is vulnerable and that he rarely shows. i get the feeling that he is still figuring himself out and enjoying the lighthearted aspects of life currently. as he gets older I feel he will obviously mature, and understand himself more. but right now, he just seems very lighthearted and youthful (just like most boys his age rn) and that the "real deep stuff" will come to his realisation later in life.

the athlete card for the athlete!! what a surprise LMAO. this card describes an individual who is dedicated to transcending physical limits and develops personal willpower and strength of spirit. another thing I picked up is that jude could love feeling like the "people's champion" and he feels a large sense of fulfilment if he knows he has inspired people or influenced them. i also pick up on the energy that he loves working towards something physical, in this case, it could be towards his physical body as he feels satisfaction with tangible things. i see that he enjoys the competitiveness of his job, as well as "performing", but the feeling of him enjoying being people's role model is what motivates him more. again, the 7th house card which reiterates the 3 of cups points earlier, he really prioritises harmony and puts a lot of his worth in his connections with others. he could also be a libra rising cause he does give me that vibe. although this card does indicate romance and its importance, with jude currently I feel like he is prioritising his business partnerships with others and ways to elevate himself in that realm. the snake card tells me that jude is a charismatic and creative individual, he could have an untapped creative side. he could also be someone who jumps from one project or another, like start and stop multiple projects cause he has a lot of ideas.

so that's it for the reading! let me know if you have any feedback, questions or requests! my askbox is always open for a chat as well <3 sending you love and light always :) hope you enjoyed!

[connorsnothereeither]

Hi! this is a mainly DnD based question that sorta runs into Fable-

So I'm currently running an entirely underwater campaign! The species I've included is basically every aquatic DnD species (some with a few twists) along with some homebrewed underwater dragonborn, etc-

However, I'm having trouble with choosing a clothing type to put on the sea elves? My version has them more telchin-ish- aka, maybe funky colored human base with longer legs, a tail, and I've given them webbed, frog-like feet and fins in a variety of places.

Logically, they honestly really wouldn't wear clothes- but I'm not doing that because that'd make certain scenes very hard to draw-

so what do you generally imagine the telchin wearing? normal clothes, edited versions of those, etc? Right now I have the two sea elves my party interact with on a regular basis in sort of tank-top-esque wear and edited shorts of a kind.

:]

Ooooh okay that’s a really fun question my worldbuilding gears are turning lmao-

I have a post somewhere here on my blog about Telchin clothing and specifically my development of Ulysses design and the cultural influences, which basically boils down to “Telchins at the start of war = Ancient Greek clothes (chitons, togas, cloaks, etc). Telchins during the projects = WW2 fashion (pants, jumpsuits, jackets, etc)”

If you wanted my thoughts on how I would maybe clothe them in a broader sense/outside the context of Fable, I have some ideas! ✨

I think tank tops and shorts definitely fit the vibe. More-modern style clothing just underwater is always a super fun route to take, even for the visual of just clothing underwater being funky and something that’s a little different and new!

Typically in my mind, when it comes to clothing in world building it usually boils down to resources and purpose.

Resources is more the boring side of things. What kinds of materials do they have access to, how do they manufacture the clothing, blah blah blah. Not really something you need to worry about in fantasy worlds cause usually the answer is “cause magic” and “because it’s cool so I said so” which is the more fun kind of fantasy imo, and getting too bogged down in the granular details as a DM/storyteller just ain’t very productive.

Purpose on the other hand is where you can really have fun with underwater clothing! Is it designed to be functional, or stylistic? If its purpose is to be functional, maybe their clothing develops like swimsuits, almost? Like you said: shorts, crop tops, swim-shirts, etc! Something that covers enough or the body while still not being too cumbersome in the water, prioritizing movement when swimming! Or maybe you want to take that to the extreme; maybe their clothing developed like wetsuits! Skintight, smooth, shiny, and insulating! Designed to move with them, just a layer of covering for their bodies to make them more hydrodynamic! Or, if the purpose of the clothing is to be attractive and fashionable and flashy, maybe they do go in a more Greco-Roman route! Maybe it’s all about togas and dresses and cloaks and veils! Layers of long, flowing fabrics which shimmer and billow out in the water and draw attention to the person wearing them! These huge billowing clothes which make a statement, rather than help with movement or anything!

And it doesn’t have to be one or the other, either. You can mix and match both! Maybe the skintight wetsuit-like clothes are designed with patterns that ripple and shift as the wearer moves and they become beautiful and hypnotic! Maybe the large billowing cloaks are useful when avoiding predators underwater, making the wearer seem bigger, scarier and more imposing to any underwater monsters! The telchin’s clothing in my eyes follows a direct path almost: the fashionable pre-war clothing in billowing fabrics which allow freedom of movement and expression, that slowly transition into cleaner, more tailored clothing as they need to conserve fabric, and avoid being grabbed by drowned, losing that expression in the process. There’s so much room to play around with elements of either or both when it comes to it!

I know this was very rambling but I hope it was somewhat helpful!! Your campaign sounds really cool, an underwater campaign is such an interesting concept!! I hope you have fun running it!

[fandomfluffandfuck]

You can absolutely totally ignore this because I know it isn't your usual subject matter but I was wondering if you had any thoughts on Steve and Bucky interacting with Peter? Not in a shipping sense of course they have a like 90 year age gap and Peter's still very much a baby but oh my god they'd be so silly interacting?

Like you can't tell me Bucky wouldn't be like fuck now I have to deal with TWO assholes who don't look after themselves first.

I personally prefer Peter and Bucky over Peter and Tony.. and idk I feel like Peter and Steve would just get each other. Aside from when Peter does something Steve totally would have done but Steve has to be the adult and tell him he shouldn't do it again. :p

Bucky and Steve would be really good parental figures I think.. or even actual parents.

Anyway we have like 2 seconds of them all interacting in civil war but hope in further marvel projects Bucky and Peter actually form some kind of relationship, I think it would be sweet.

I'm not sure I have a ton of thoughts--mostly agreement to what you said--but I will say I LOVE the idea of them together and getting to enjoy each other's company rather than being on opposing sides in Civil War and the limited shots of them together in Endgame and such as you said. Particularly, though, I wish we got much more Steve and Peter, not to ignore Bucky, but I just think they're so similar. It would be trouble, them together.

I'm also thinking a little about Chris and Tom's interactions, and I think they would have fun together on set, too, like--

gif credit to @/mamalazzer

Yeah.

Regardless of the actors, Steve and Peter would get into so much shit. They would undoubtedly double Bucky's average number of heart attacks per week if they were around each other and super-heroing, lmao.

Plus, I do wish pretty often that we got Steve as Peter's mentor rather than Tony. I just think it'd have been neat. Tom Holland's Peter Parker, as he stands now, in canon, isn't really a neighborhood Spiderman anymore. He's the next Iron Man. If he had been metored by Steve--and by extension by Bucky because those fuckers are attached at the hip--I feel like he would've stayed much more neighbourly and would've filled an entirely different role.

Also, if we're going on about what could've been, imagine if Aunt May in the MCU was that grey-haired, take-no-shit lady that she was in the comics? Then, we could've had Steve and Bucky and May interactions where she loves those old men in young guys bodies 💀💀 That'd just be good for everyone

And, just for fun, here's some of my favorite Steve and Peter posts that I could round up:

Queens & Brooklyn

Fatalistic humor

More humor

The acts

Peter's questions

Modern slang

What if Steve was Peter's mentor?

So, I will echo you--I think it'd be sweet!

[tokiro07]

Undead Unluck ch.196 thoughts

[Lucky Number Seven]

(Contents: speculation - power system/lore)

"I'll talk about Unbreakable vs. Unbreakable next week," I said, "surely it'll wrap up then," I said...I say it every few weeks, but I really need to stop trying to predict what's going to happen next...ah, am I Untrust?

Funny thing about this week's chapter: last week, I had the thought completely unprompted:

"Huh. y'know, even with their Rules, there isn't any good reason that the Negators are superhumans most of the time. Like just because Andy can't die, that's no reason he should be able to control the flow of his blood. Shen and Feng's martial prowess and inhuman strength are completely unrelated to their Rules, same with Billy's trick shots. I wonder if maybe their non-Negator abilities are somehow tied to their souls"

And I considered bringing it up last week, but it didn't really seem super relevant to what was going on, so I omitted that section cus I didn't want to get super sidetracked, especially with something that was just a wild shot in the dark

AND NOW IT LOOKS LIKE I'M JUST TAKING CREDIT FOR A PREDICTION I NEVER MADE!!! TOZUKA, YOU'RE MAKING ME LOOK LIKE A JACKASS FROM ALL DIRECTIONS!!!

Anyway...this is such a sick development!!! It's a subtle change, but the difference between using one's will to activate their abilities and using one's soul carries such a significant implication for how the power system will develop going forward

For one, the ability to manipulate, shape and project the soul changes the meta drastically since it adds a completely new wrinkle to how battles are fought, basically adding a new tool to everyone's kit in addition to things like Artifacts and teaming up with UMAs while also adding a potential new weakness to every encounter

I get the impression that souls are meant to be immortal since people get reincarnated between loops, but Ruin said that anyone he kills as a Regulator is removed from the loop, implying he can completely kill souls. But is this a unique trait to him, or is it something that anyone can do if they're able to target souls and he's just familiar with the technique?

Then there's the fact that Fuuko was able to impart Unluck without any tools, simply using her raw soul to go straight to meteoric levels. What can everyone else do to augment or circumvent their Rules? Could Chikara project his vision through his soul to lock down enemies from multiple angles without needing to worry about his eyes drying out? Or could he see a target's soul and prevent them from using their powers entirely?

Can Rip damage souls directly and keep them from recovering? Can Billy learn how to copy Rules better by witnessing them directly? Can Shen get a better read on his opponent by seeing their soul's intentions? Can Haruka harden her soul into armor OR harden her body since it's technically external to her soul? Can Sean make his soul Unseen or project parts of his soul to turn others invisible at a distance?

It'd be pretty boring if everyone just started generically making soul chains and soul guns, but if everyone is able to level up their Rules in unique ways, that'd be a great way to further develop the power system beyond what we've seen so far! I honestly wouldn't be surprised if we found out that Juiz has been using her soul to read peoples' visions of justice this whole time, and we'll probably see that in more detail when Julia gains Unjustice

As fun as it is to develop the power system, though, the real question for this chapter is who were those souls with Fuuko? I think it's fair to say that most if not all of us have concluded already that they're the previous holders of Unluck, who have presumably followed Fuuko to watch over her, but that raises a bunch of questions in and of itself

We know that Juiz and Victor never had families, so their continued existence between loops changed nothing (side note: this is a good indicator that Ruin has in fact been present since Loop 1 since he claims to have been created by God directly, which just further goes to show how hard he sucks as a villain), and that Juiz's eventual death led to her soul being incarnated as the child of a childless couple. From this, we can conclude that because Fuuko did not die in L100, her parents didn't have children in L101 as her soul was not present to be born. If these other six Unlucks have been staying with Fuuko this entire time, then that means that none of them were born in L101, as the chain of succession for Unluck could not be reset. How sad! Their ultimate fate was to not be able to live the lives they wanted even in the final "perfect" world! I guess that's still true of any given Negator prior to the current lineup, though, but still, that's tragic in and of itself, isn't it??

Secondly, though, what do they mean they chose Fuuko? All this time, I thought God picked the Negators based on what would cause the biggest tragedy for them: the world's greatest doctor inflicts irreparable wounds, the world's greatest psychic can only tell lies, the world champion ends his career by killing his opponent, a child drops his only living family from a cliff, a husband's only memory of his wife is her death...you can't tell me that these are because of the previous Negators!!! The Gods making those choices makes sense because they're both sadists, but the Negators themselves??? No, there's something more going on here

The Isshin family makes sense, at least, since their ability doesn't carry tragedy in and of itself, though it's possible that they're just maximizing its effectiveness by keeping it exclusive to smiths. I suppose the previous Untrust going for Latla also makes sense in that regard since giving it to someone with inaccurate predictions wouldn't change the trustworthiness of their conclusions. Unrepair is best used in the hands of someone with an understanding of anatomy, Unstoppable is best used by someone with good reaction time, Unchange is best used by someone with a strong desire for consistency, etc.

I think what it might be is that the previous users are also trying to find who can best make use of their powers in the interest of defeating God in the long term, it's just that God still decides when the power is transferred. I don't know what the previous Unlucks saw in Fuuko, but I highly doubt they said "that girl sure loves her parents; wonder how good she'll get with Unluck if we kill them." No, they probably heard her say or saw her do something that implied an interpretation of luck that they saw potential in, and didn't anticipate just how much destruction that she'd be able to cause

Bear in mind, there's no indication that Juiz ever executed any of the previous Unlucks, nor was she particularly worried about who would get it next after Fuuko. This implies that Fuuko's potential for Unluck is uniquely dangerous; the ability isn't a threat, she is, and whatever it is that made her that way is what made the Unlucks choose her

This brings us to the matter of the loop itself: why do the same people get the same abilities every time? My original thought was that either A) God designed the system that way for consistency so the looper would be able to make decisions based on experience, or B) once someone became a Vessel, the Rule was inextricably tied to their soul, so it would be drawn to them specifically if they were available when the ability next transferred. There may still be some truth to these ideas, but with the understanding that the previous Vessels have at least some say in the line of succession, it seems likely that upon reset, the first user gets it back and then deliberately passes it on to their chosen successor upon their death because they know it'll eventually lead where they want it to

This in turn further suggests that memories are carried in the soul. We've seen this multiple times, with Julia remembering Juiz's life and Sean/others choosing to be born earlier/later, but for the Vessels to consistently choose the same successors, it gives the impression that once they revert to being souls they remember everything and know what they need to do next. I wonder if they communicate with each other at all to coordinate their reincarnations and selections?

If nothing else, we can conclude that Remember probably accesses the memories present within the soul rather than psychometrically reading their past or storing the memories itself like other Artifacts do. I wonder if Remember's reverse ability actually erases memories or just suppresses them? I'm inclined to the latter, since one could feasibly use the obverse in a later loop and get erased memories back as well, and Victor's memories weren't actually erased. That said, Victor may be a fringe case since losing his memories completely could be a form of ego death, and therefore would be negated by Undead. Victor's not a very good sample for understanding the mechanics of Remember, is the point

I won't guess how long it will be before Tozuka revisits this concept and explains it in more detail, since again, I'm always wrong in these things, but I'm very excited for when he does! I've seen a lot of people concerned about the implications that the Vessels are responsible for the tragedies, and I would like that misunderstanding cleared up ASAP

Until next time, let's enjoy life!

[fallenasleepyetagain]

Competing - Blue/Nightmare Fic

Media: UTMV/UTAU

Genres: Human AU, normal multiverse, homoerotic chess game, flirting or threats? who knows!

Characters: King Nightmare, Blue, Dream (mentioned), Ink (mentioned)

Pairing(s): Nightmare/Blue

CW/TW: Threats, Nightmare vaguely taking about his Evil Plans™️

Word Count: 1434

Read it on ao3!

"Have a seat."

Nightmare sat on the opposite side of the large living room from the main entrance. The room was large, and if Blue was there for any other reason, it would've felt homey.

The living room contained a multitude of different activities scattered around the place. There was a large fireplace on the far wall, large and ornate, no fire burning in it at the moment. The floor was a dark wood, but there was a variety of teal and black carpets around the room, specifically around the couches and chairs.

The walls were filled to the brim with tall, wooden bookshelves. On most of them, there were rows and rows of books, as to be expected. Large books with damaged spines and withering covers were located at the top, out of reach, and out of danger. On the lower shelves were magazines and books clearly deemed less important by Nightmare.

On others were rows and rows of video game cartridges, as well as music CDs and cassettes. If Blue had to guess, there were also VHS tapes and recordings of TV shows and movies, but he wasn't close enough to see the exact filmography Nightmare had.

Wherever there weren't book shelves, there were small tables with unfinished projects and board games on them. There were some whittling projects scattered about, as well as a board game with an obvious loser who wasn't willing to throw in the towel.

All of that pales in comparison to, truly, what was the star of the show. On the left side of the room was a beautiful and ornate chess table, built from a dark marble with silver accents.

The pieces were likely hand carved, no two pawns looked the same despite the similar shaping to them. One side was made from a dark metal of some kind, decorated with teal and blue gemstones, the other set being a light silver with orange and white gems.

"Pretty, isn't it?" Nightmare said as Blue stared down at the chess set.

For a moment, Blue forgot where he was, what the stakes were. He nodded, fidgeting with his scarf.

"Shall we play, then?"

"What?"

Nightmare gestured for Blue to sit on the opposing side of the chess table: the side with the silver pieces. He obliged, although his body tensing as he sits down, the bottom half of his face hidden in his scarf.

"Have you ever played chess before, Blue?"

There was some hesitation; Blue's eyes darted to the board, the beautiful chess pieces, before back up at Nightmare. "...Yes. Not recently, but I have. I know the rules."

"Oh wonderful, I was worried that I'd have to teach you. That'd be a lot less fun," Nightmare hummed as he ran his thumb across his nails. "I get to skip to why you're here, which is preferable."

"I'm here to negotiate Dream and Ink's freedom." Blue said, his teeth grinding together. He knew a diplomatic conversation was the only way to succeed. Fighting Nightmare and his gang on his own was out of the question, and he couldn't rely on stealth to free his friends.

Not when Nightmare could hear the quickening of his heartbeat.

"But that's so boring, don't you think?" Nightmare fidgeted with the rook on the far left of the chess board. "We could have an intellectual back and forth, and with you I always do adore it, but this will just be a whole lot more fun."

"I- I mean...I guess so."

"So glad we're on the same page. Now, let me tell you about the stakes of the little game we are about to play."

Fidgeting with his rook, Nightmare allowed the suspense to build for a moment. "It's simple, really. We're playing for Dream and Ink's freedom.

"You win, and you all get to go home! No fights, no stakes, you just get to leave this castle untouched." He sat back in his chair, a sly smile on his face. "We end in a draw, and you take their place. Dream and Ink will be forced out of this universe, and you stay with me."

Nightmare leaned against the table, getting as close to Blue as physics allowed him. "If I win, on the other hand, then you'll never see them again."

"What? What do you mean?" Blue's hand gripped the arms of the chair, his fingers twitching, ready to summon his sword. "You'll kill me?"

"Oh, no no no, you misunderstand. I have uses, for the both of them, you see. And they cannot fulfill those roles until I've got all of you in the palm of my hand."

"And what about me?"

"What about you?"

"They have..." Blue ground his teeth, "uses. I don't?"

"No." Nightmare answered simply, smiling at him. "You're incredibly handsome though and that alone makes me want to keep you."

A shiver of discomfort shot through Blue's spine.

"So, shall we play then? I'll let you make the first move."

"Okay."

Blue looked down at the pieces, there were only a few options for what he could choose as a first move. All of the pawns; he could start with a queen's gambit, and the two knights.

What was Nightmare expecting him to do? Do something classic? Something unexpected? Was something truly unexpected if someone was expecting that was what you're going to do?

"Take as much time as you need."

The knight on the left side of the board reached his hand and he placed it down in front of his pawns.

"Oh, I knew you would make this fun."

Each and every turn was agony. Barely any actual words were spoken, just small hums and the occasional curse word. Blue's heart was pounding the entire time, trying desperately to get into Nightmare's head, and to play unpredictable enough that Nightmare couldn't get into his.

Nightmare's poker face never changed, even as Blue would capture his pieces. Just the softest, saccharine smile on his lips.

"Checkmate."

With ringing in his ears and his heart threatening to leap right out of his chest, Blue glanced down at the board. His throat was dry and he gripped down on his thighs.

"What?" Nightmare looked genuinely shocked. His eyes widened slightly as he scanned the chess board, working through each and every possible move with the remaining pieces on the board. "...Would you look at that. It appears that you've mated me. Congratulations."

Suddenly, Blue felt like his life was on the line. Nightmare stood up, slowly walking to the other side of the board. His nails tapping against the edge of the board.

A shutter left Blue's body as Nightmare got closer, his eyes squeezing shut. He was expecting pain, a fight, something, but it never came. Instead, Nightmare placed a small, shiny key in his hands, his lips close to Blue's ear.

"This was fun. We should do it again sometime." Nightmare said softly, his hand gently caressing Blue's reddening cheeks. He paused after taking a few steps. "Go get your friends. No one will stop you."

"Wait-!" Blue staggered to his feet, clutching the key to his chest. "You were going easy on me, weren't you?"

"Was I?" Nightmare glanced back, a smirk on his face. "Come to me again some time. We'll play again, and maybe you'll know."

Blue watched as Nightmare sauntered away, heart fluttering in his chest. As terrifying as it was, knowing Dream and Ink, and his own livelihood were on the line, it was thrilling.

Thrilling. Exhilarating. No one had ever looked at him the way Nightmare had during their game. Even though Nightmare often referred to him as "mortal," Blue felt as if they were on equal footing.

Is this what Sherlock felt like when he came across foes who could keep up with him?

Nightmare's thought process was a mystery to him, and something deep within Blue's mind wanted to solve it. Nightmare had such power, such control over his magic, his abilities. Blue was almost jealous.

To know Nightmare's mind, every square inch of how his brain works, every part of Nightmare's body-

With a shake of his head, Blue turned on his heel and sprinted to the dungeon. He couldn't be thinking about Nightmare, not when Dream was his best friend.

But...perhaps...in the middle of the night, when Ink and Dream were fast asleep, he could escape to the castle, and play once more. Challenge Nightmare's wits with his own.

As his hands placed the key into the lock of the cell, he knew that he had to come back.

Shit.

[ray-jaykub]

Tmnt x male!reader mini-shot

My inbox fucked up and deleted an ask but I was lucky enough to remember it! If you see this ask and it's yours I hope you enjoy it, I had fun writing it!!

Bayverse turts meeting male reader for the first time who asks if they're sea turtles

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It was a cold night in Manhattan, water sprinkled from the sky and brought a specific chill. If you had super vision or looked close enough, you could see in the dead of night four figures atop an apartment complex. Four shivering figures. The smallest sniffles and rubs his hands together.

"C'mon man I'm ready to go home, Lee let's just call it a night!" Mikey looks over to Leo who is facing west towards the moon. He's quiet. Considering his little brother's request. They'd been out in the rain for long enough that Don had set up an umbrella to protect what gear that isn't waterproof and Raph had taken to crouching under a small shed, frustrated. "Ain't no way criminals gonna come out tonight, Mike's right. We should head home."

Leo turns to see the condition of his brothers and takes a solid breath. "Yeah, yeah there was no point in coming out tonight–" They all freeze, the sound of the door to the roof opening and out steps a young man. Mikey nearly flings himself off the side of the building but Don quickly pulls him back up by the lip of his shell, saving him from busting his tail. They watch their new company walk onto the rooftop with a (f/c) raincoat and slowly notice they aren't alone. Each brother prepares himself to hear the sounds of terrified screams and running footsteps but are instead met with a question. 

"Oh my God, are you sea turtles??"

Leonardo is, for the first time in his life, truly stunned. How does one respond to that? He looks towards his brothers and finds them looking back at him, waiting for Leo to make a call. He thinks maybe it'd be best to move tail and leave the young man alone but instead his mouth does the opposite.

"...I'm sorry, what?" The guy takes the hood of his rain-coat off and smiles, "Are you sea turtles?" Leo slowly shakes his head, still caught off-guard by the question. "No, no I think we're box turtles right?" He shoots a pleading look towards his brothers who had crowded with Raph under the shed. They're shuffling on their feet but Donnie clears his throat and slowly steps out with his umbrella.

"Actually we are a sub species of the terrapene carolina family Eastern box turtles to be exact. Pretty common." he pushes his glasses further up his snout. Mikey runs out from under the shed, nearly toppling over Donnie to greet their new acquaintance. "Blah blah blah, all you need to know is that we're the cool species! We're faster, smarter, and kick ass. A lot better than some bland old turtle, tell 'im Raph!"

Raphael scowls at his little brother, obviously perturbed by being included in this ridiculous conversation. He walks out from the shed but instead moves to stand by Leo. "Yeah, whatever, Leo, don't you think now would be a good time to go?" The man in the rain-coat jumps at that, quickly waving his hands in defense.

"Hey wait don't go! I still have so many questions. Like why are you green? Do you have a second eyelid? Can you churr like a turtle?" Raph huffs and turns to leave over the side of the building. If those three wanted to deal with another human then that won't be his problem. Donnie and Mikey though seem eager to answer the questions, albeit with wildly different answers.

"We're actually built of a variety of colours but it primarily depends on our diet!" "No, green is just a cool colour so as a way to show we're cool we're green! Some less than others though." MIkey cuts his eyes to the two behind him, laughing. Don rolls his eyes so far you're sure they'd fall out but continues. "Now about the eyelids I'm not entirely sure... If we do we haven't figured out how to use them yet but that'd make for a project." he mumbles to himself, pulling out a tattered note-pad and chewed pen writing his thoughts down. He looks back up to the fascinated male.

"And yes we do churr, just not often. It's meant for more vulnerable moments." Michelangelo perks up. "No it isn't, I could do it right now if you want!" The human nods eagerly but before he can get started Leo comes up behind him, hand on his shoulder. "While I'm sure he'd love to see it, we have to go, the sun is rising.''

Everyone looks towards the horizon and surely enough a sliver of orange can be found across it. "Aw man, maybe some other time then! I'm sure we'll see you again, right?" It's obvious the question is more directed towards Leonardo and when he looks down at their company he squares his shoulders, standing taller. "It's possible, but if we find you've said anything about this to anyone we will find you. And we will deal with you appropriately." The tension is thick but Mikey has a wide grin and grabs his hand, vigorously shaking it.

"We gotta go but my name's Michelangelo! We'll text you later about meeting up again, maybe I can show you my dope ass churr next time!"

Before he can ask how they'll text him Donnie nods to him as his phone chimes. "That's us, we'll see you later!" The three leave the same way Raph did, each giving their goodbyes and what was once a roof buzzing with life is now silent. Leaving y/n alone, dazed by the interaction.

[pomplalamoose]

I have a theory that Luke reverts back to some of his ESB behaviour and personality whenever he doesn't have to be "Jedi Master" Luke, but obviously more mature. I'd love to hear your opinion on this, you're the best blog of the whole galaxy 😁🥰

You are the best anon in the whole galaxy, anon!!!🫶🏻

And I definitely agree with you; since I'm currently working on a collection of headcanons about just this topic though, I won't go into too much detail now (hopefully that's okay with you?)

BUT as far as I remember I already mentioned some ideas I had about Jedi Master Luke in a few of my other requested headcanons that convey just what you said! (+ that he is beloved by his students, which also proves our point)

Here is a quick overview for you to check out in case you haven't already <3

• in my TboBF Luke headcanons I talked about how he'd let especially the very young students involve themselves in his dates with you because they love being around him so much, which basically speaks for itself (I think I said something along the lines of "Luke is basically adopting all his Padawans" too)

• in the second part of my post ROTJ Luke headcanons I said that I think Luke would put lots of thought and effort into overhauling the old Jedi's rules while building his own Jedi Academy and I'm sure that also involves the way he interacts with his students, letting them see a different, more relaxed or fun side of him when he's not teaching a lesson

• in my first random Luke headcanons post I talked several times about how good he is with children, that'd he definitely be interested to have some of his own (see my post "Luke's reaction to you wanting a child") AND most importantly, that all children love him in return (really one of the best requirements to actively working with them)

• at the very end of "Luke with his partner on their period" I go into detail about how he always encourages his students to put their trust into him. Likewise I'm sure that he shows his trust in them as well to establish a fair and stable connection everyone is comfortable with

• my domestic headcanons for Luke include a few aspects about the way his Padawans are included into his every day life (e.g. they're often laughing and joking when they learn new things about him, they like to help him out with projects, etc.)

[pico-digital-studios]

Into, Across and Beyond!: The Game!

Hey, all! As part of an effort to further potential with my Tumblr project, I have a huge announcement to make for you all. Introducing...

An official game adaptation of Sonic: Into, Across and Beyond!, and boy, will it be a treat to behold, huh?

The game has started development today, and you'll be able to look forward to:

Each of the stories in gameplay form

Over 20 playable characters

Plenty of cutscenes to enjoy

Interactive environments to explore

Epic boss encounters with many rogues from the Sonic multiverse

And so much more!

I really hope you're all looking forward to-!

OMT!Tails: Woah woah woah! Hang on a moment.

Huh?

OMT!Tails walks into frame.

OMT!Tails: The story's barely 6 months old yet, and you're seriously pitching a game for it?

Ah, right. I forgot.

CR!Sonic and CR!Sally show up.

CR!Sonic: You okay, Tails?

OMT!Tails: You guys might want to look at this.

CR!Sally: A video game of all our endeavours? Seriously?

CR!Sonic: Looks like it. How would it even work out, though?

OMT!Tails: I doubt it'd ever see completion, though. I mean, over 6 quests to fill out into gameplay form? That'd take AGES, and it's likely going to risk cancellation partway through the process.

CR!Sonic: Yeah, you got a good point there, kid. I mean, can't people just enjoy the stories as they are? They're not meant to be "played".

OMT!Tails: Yeah, exactly. Especially after what I've been through...

CR!Sally: I get you, Tails...

CR!Sonic: Into, Across and Beyond! is meant to be a story project for free and for fun! Pico doesn't have the time or energy to dedicate part of his life to making a game. I bet those children and hate band-wagoners on Twitter would just jump at any opportunity to hate on it for petty reasons. And that's why they have so much-!

D-Sides Mighty enters.

D-Sides Mighty: What's going on here?

OMT!Tails: Oh! Hey, Mighty.

D-Sides Mighty: A game, huh? Don't people have enough Sonic fan-games to play?

CR!Sonic: That's what I've been trying to get at, bud. I mean, the story here on Tumblr's satisfactory enough.

OMT!Tails: Wait, "Tumblr"?

CR!Sonic: Hmm?

OMT!Tails: I thought it was called "Tumblelogs".

CR!Sonic: It was! Well, used to, anyway. I'm guessing it's still called that in your dimension?

OMT!Tails: Mhm.

D-Sides Mighty: Yeah, we don't need to go for a game of this, considering the Spider-Verse IP is copyrighted.

OMT!Tails: Hmm... Give me just a moment!

OMT!Tails spins around the lower text, tweaking it a bit.

OMT!Tails: There! Better?

CR!Sally: Much better! Well done, Tails!

D-Sides Mighty: Well, that's one situation we can finally close the book on, wouldn't you say?

CR!Sonic: Yep. Come on, Sal. Let's head back now.

CR!Sally: Good idea, Sonic.

The couple headed off.

D-Sides Mighty: Wanna go grab a bite at Burger Monarchy, Tails?

OMT!Tails: Sure thing!

They left too.

Well, that's that, then. You're NOT getting that game. In the end, it was a cleverly-veiled April Fools' gag!

Happy April Fools' Day, folks! You've got all there is so far of the story to enjoy here from the comfort of Tumblr. Plus, I've been generous enough with each post to compile links to every post for this project on a Master Post that you're more than welcome to view on my profile. Well, see you around in the next post!

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???: It's all the same for your heroic delusions. That is, until you finally meet ME. I already won because I was two steps ahead and found a way to tap into what I desire most. You think a hero of Mobius, let alone a type of Sonic, always has a chance against Dr. Eggman? HA! Don't make me laugh. I ripped that hope to pieces for my Sonic long ago. And soon, with the power of MY Chaos Emeralds, all other universes will follow... Now, you'll all see how big a man I can be. It's time to say goodbye to humanity, heroes...

???: And hello... to the NEW NORM! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

The reveal of the final main antagonist... coming soon.

[isolaradiale]

As the others shuffle out, the three of them remain. 'Humanity' was not something that they were born with. And so the three watched with particular interest at the latest trial as the scientists around them buzzed and took their notes. The light of the screen casts them all in a shade of blue.

"...One need not be human to exhibit humanity. That's what she said at the beginning." [ Indeed! It's been fun to watch, hasn't it? ]

Taygeta rolls their body in Ofiuco's direction to face her.

[ Would changing your form make you feel any less 'human?' ] "I can't say. It was the collective experiences I observed over the years that made me who I am now. Their resourcefulness, their thinking and compassion... It's hard to replicate in a code, huh?" [ Quite! Even their animalistic natures did not change their personalities too much. Personally, I would have prioritized survival over familiarity. But perhaps that's the code talking. ] They snicker, turning on a wheel to exit the observation deck and follow the other scientists, leaving Ofiuco and Janus behind.

"Something on your mind?" "...Not anything relevant, Miss Ofiuco." "And the irrelevant somethings?"

His eyes pull from the screen of the city back to the other, studying her intently for a moment.

"...Our companions are human too, aside from Taygeta. If this project takes off in time, our world will keep going. You and the others will come and go, but we will remain. Perhaps the idea of 'humanity' is the idea of an end, eventually."

At first, she smiles and pats Janus on the shoulder with an empathetic hand... and then gives him a pinch.

"Ow!" "Maybe. Or maybe you spend too much time in that creepy museum with all the respawns. Next time we go into the city, I'm bringing you to the party side of humanity."

...

"...Why are you going back to the terminal?" "We, erm. Have to turn the daylight cycle back on, Ofiuco." "Oh. Yeah, that'd probably be a good idea."

. . . . .

Thank you for participating in our latest event, Endless Aurora! Please make sure to add your Stars to your trackers for joining in, per usual!

In addition, everyone will receive a little charm on your Island Issued Phone of your arctic animal guardian to remember the experience.

[ask-obt]

To woo

Any tips for making side stories beetwen main story for comic making

I am trying to make a script for a comic that i will try to make after i finish learning how to draw got inspired to finally try making one after reading yours

// for getting the creative juice: I personally save side stories for content that I think is interesting but not necessary to move the main plot along. some things are trimmed out from chapter outlines and expanded upon in their own story, others I just kinda started thinking about and went "oh that'd be fun to write about". I cannot express enough that optional side stories should not be necessary to understand your main comic- if you refer to a side story in the comic, make sure that context for the side story is given (otherwise it's not a side story, and should just be part of the main story!)

I also use side stories as an exercise in various things. for Dielle's Wish I wanted practice writing a child character, for the upcoming Dungeons & Damages I wanted to practice making a scene full of talking heads still look visually interesting, and a future special episode gave me practice in writing a character I struggle with!

for executing the story: a good rule of thumb for comic-making is to release pages at a slower pace than you make them so you can naturally accrue a buffer. part of the reason I was able to slap out Dielle's Wish in less than a month was because at the time I had 40 pages of buffer in OBT's main story, so I was able to take a month off from the main story to work on it. this is also just helpful if you're working on a comic in general, it can keep the ball rolling and prevent unexpected hiatuses (I actually injured my hand a few weeks ago and have been living off of buffer while it heals)

and finally, keep your side stories short! I like to try and keep mine under 50 pages on average (similar to chapters), it's a good way to tighten up your script and also makes sure your short little project doesn't become its own behemoth.

of course, usual disclaimer that all advice here is just based on my own experiences, and the process can be different for everyone! this is just what i've found works for me.

[lexydakitten]

hi i wouldnt normally post full oc refs (at least, ones not designed w posting in mind) but this guys cool goober. xyr for a side story/lore project of mine that i do w my friens which i recently decided to revive

trying to use the read more feature idk how . anyway regardless of if it works or not. i'll ramble a bit about them, i think this ones cool

their face is a mirror. all those dark blue bits are mirrors, too, but they arent always reflective. they've got other parts that are mirrors too tho, like on their tail etc. they can also at will make those non-reflecting mirrors reflect at the same time but that'd reflect a LOT of light. too bright it'd hurt to look at it if it was doing it constantly. also the swirly markings turn into sparkle shapes when they do that cuz i think thats a fun thought. those markings are also constantly changing color between the desaturated yellow and desaturated pink

anyway. they're also a cognitohazard , if thats the right description. the point of the mirrors was a "look at how your own soul reflects upon itself and judge its purity" that makes sense in context of their world. it is functionally a demigod oc on top of that. but over time it becomes harder for others to remember them, they get erased from their memory. and then overwritten by a guy they never knew based on other people's memories

i cant really explain xyr lore very well cuz the people that play on that server that they're for don't know all the story/lore in it yet and they're closely tied lol

im also not the most satisfied with its name i might change that still honestly

mirrorsss.... they remind me of a nightmare i had a long time ago too

[moongothic]

So amongst my mom's fabric stash I found this awkward roll of cowprint plushie fabric. It was like 140cm long, but only 40 wide, and I just. I had no idea what the hell I should do with it. Like I don't want to throw it away or anything, that'd be a waste, but because it was such an awkward quantity, what could you even do with it..?

And then the idea of "what if I tried to make plushies out of it?" wriggled its way into my mind and. I dunno man, I dunno, I couldn't think of anything else, and to be fair, trying to make a plushie sounded like fun in theory, a refreshing experiment, I'd get to try doing something new and different.

So I bullshitted a shark pattern together and go going

Also I did buy some basic white fleece so the tummy wouldn't have the cow pattern on it. Did make the mistake of buying stark white fleece instead of natural white so it kinda contrasts in a bad-ish way but, it is what it is

But, uh, yeah. I vaguely studied my Ikea Shark for a little bit and made up a pattern, which I then traced onto my fabrics and cut out.

Pinned the two cow print pieces together first and sewed them together on the top

Pinned the tummy piece on next and sewed that on, leaving a hole in the lower tummy so I could turn the thing inside out and stuff it through there

Now, I dunno if you're actually supposed to do this, but I was worried about the fabric bulking up on the inside and the seams not laying nicely, so I made small cuts in the fabric around the edges (mainly around curves and corners)

Now since this was my first plushie I just wanted to use what I had on hand, so I went through my button collection looking for large buttons I could use as eyes for the shark. I ended up using the two on the bottom right, since they're mismatched anyways and didn't have pairs (and they looked the same on the reverse side, which I ended up using). My only regred was waiting until this point to sew the buttons on, it ended up being a lot more difficult than I had expected and, naturally, the eyes turned out wonky (and I didn't even notice until it was too late lmao)

For stuffing I figured I could use my jar of yarn scraps, as well as shredded fabric scraps (I had gone through my fabric stash a little while ago to get rid of awkward fabric pieces/trim ones into a more usable state, and I had shredded the scraps in anticipaton for this). I did end up having to go through some of my ancient practice granny squares that I ripped apart to also use as stuffing, just so I'd have enough, but honestly that was fine with me (wasn't gonna do anything with those anyways)

Now I do regret leaving the opening right there. My logic was that if I sewed it shut a little wonky it'd be a less noticable spot, and I wasn't wrong about that, but sewing that flipper did end up being quite tricky and frustrating. And it did turn out really wonky

But, with that, my first plushie project was completed.

Behold, a cowprint shark

It's wonky, it's wrinkly, the tail ended up smaller than I expect and the eyes aren't symmetrical at all. But considdering I think I last made a plushie in elementary school, and I bullshitted this thing together from scratch, it turned out decent enough for me. Also the fabric and yarn scraps made it really heavy but in a good way, I love the heft of this thing, it's so comfy

But, I still had more of the cowprint fabric

So I made more

(Sidenote I adjusted the pattern a bit, the tummy piece wasn't symmetrical so I redid that and I adjusted the tailfin to make it bigger)

Three big cowprint sharks, three mini sharks from scrap pieces, and this cat head thing from even smaller scrap pieces. Was gonna try making even more of the cat heads, but honestly sewing that fucking thing togetehr sucked ass and I don't want to, even if I have a few more scrap pieces left. I'm done, I'm tired, no more please

(I did buy actual plushie stuffing for these though because yeah, I went through all my yarn scraps and wasn't gonna have ANYTHING to stuff these with otherwise)

(For the record, no, I have no use for a Cow Print Shark Army (a Sharmy), I did make the rest of these with the intent of selling them at my next convention. They're all still wonky as hell so if I can get like 10-15 bucks for the big ones I'll be more than happy, that'll cover the cost of the stuffing and the fleece. I get to have a wonky cow shark for myself and all it cost me was time and patience making it)

Oh I also made this fucking thing from the leftover fleece

It turned out like shit lmao

(I just wanted a cute ghostie pillow/plushie, how the fuck did it turn out so wonky) (How the fuck were the fucking sharks easier to put together than this overglorified rectangle) (What the fuck)

[riverin-stories]

🏮 "FEAR NOT! So long as I am by your side, no harm will come to you!" 🔅 "For as long as you are willing to have me, I hope my skills will be of use." - monty / amani - huang / nia [here]

🏮 HUANG

A colorfully dressed AI with too much of a presence. Versed in staff-fighting, they are capable of summoning three other Imaginary-element selves to protect others in battle. To others' chagrin, Huang has an overly loud personality. Although they have a storied past, some of Huang's memories are inaccessible for reasons they cannot recall. They seek their original creator, a talented engineer from the Xianzhou Luofu who has not been seen in years.

🔅 LAVENIA FAIR

A young woman who offers her services as an astral navigator. She possesses an assortment of disjointed skills, knowledge she applies to get by in the vast cosmos. Though she dislikes combat, she will take on a supporting role if it is truly necessary. Nia has recently been forced to go on the run. She speaks little about her pursuer, only revealing that said person had orchestrated an attempt on her life that she narrowly escaped. As for what would happen if she gets caught… … …

hello again !! the promised second half of my main hsr au group is finally here!! while i had these designs solidified well before i actually did these sketches, it was still fun to draw them in motion and try to create more interesting silhouettes with them. just as we had monty and amani in the previous grouping, we're rounding out this little quartet with huang and nia! huang and nia have been intertwined since huang's conception, although i gave nia a lot more agency in later iterations rather than just a side-character to huang's overall history. i will always hold a soft spot for huang and nia in their original fantasy setting, but it's been delightful seeing how their story shifts bit by bit in each iteration! formally, this hsr au is both of their third incarnations! since i colored everything in monochrome, it might be harder to tell this, but huang dresses in a Lot of different colors that i tried to make distinct in different shades. this originally was going to have 3 other full-body peeps in huang's summons, but i found a way to skirt about that for my own sanity... i'm still super happy with how this turned out, i think of all my splash arts, huang was the most involved and i think truer to what i envisioned for them. i made a 1st attempt at a splash art for them a few months ago, but didn't feel happy with the results until i tried again recently!! nia's outfit took more time to work out beforehand, mostly because i had trouble with her sense of fashion / what would be most flattering on her. i eventually skewed more towards a sci-fi magical girl kind of vibe, not dissimilar to outfits like pela's or even bronya. (she's also descended from people who used to live on jarilo-vi, so i thought that'd be a good nod to that as well.) her trailing fabric used to be a full vest, but i felt that muddled up figure and layered things a bit unnecessarily. so i converted it into more of a shoulder pieces, and that way it showed off more of her dress without losing details. some extra belts and bags were added for practicality. my favorite personal addition is the higher socks going up to her knees, i think it made for a nice distinguishing fashion preference that separated her from every other boot-wearer in the quartet (which... would be everyone else, huh). this was a REALLY satisfying mini-project to give myself, especially since i'd been feeling down about my art in recent days. i hope everyone else enjoyed, and thank you so much for viewing !!