#Soccer team emblem

[nounoustouzy]

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[brodygold]

The Interview

Ben adjusted his tie nervously, his fingers fumbling against the silk fabric as he sat in the reception area. This was his big break: a chance to work as a data analyst for the prestigious Golden Army. He had spent countless hours perfecting his resume and rehearsing answers to potential questions. Now, all that preparation boiled down to a single meeting with Captain Scott.

Ben glanced at his reflection in the polished glass of the office door. His charcoal suit was crisp, his blue tie perfectly knotted. He looked the part, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he didn’t belong here. Soccer wasn’t exactly his passion; numbers were. He could crunch statistics, perform regression analysis, and optimize strategies—that was his real talent. Surely the Golden Army would see his value, even if he wasn’t an athlete.

The door to the inner office opened, and a tall man with a commanding presence stepped out. Captain Scott—a broad-shouldered Brit with a sharp jawline and piercing eyes—surveyed the room. His golden soccer jersey, emblazoned with the team’s emblem, caught the light as he turned his gaze to Ben.

“Ah, you must be Ben,” Scott said, his British accent smooth yet authoritative. “Come on in, lad.”

Ben rose quickly, nearly tripping over his own feet as he followed Scott into the office. The room was adorned with Golden Army memorabilia: framed jerseys, championship trophies, and photos of triumphant players. Scott gestured to a chair, and Ben sat down, clutching his briefcase like a lifeline.

Scott leaned against his desk, arms crossed. “Now then, Ben, I’ll get straight to it. I’ve had a look at your resume. Impressive stuff. But I’m afraid there’s a bit of bad news.”

Ben’s heart sank. “Bad news?”

“Aye. The data analyst position’s already been filled,” Scott said, his tone apologetic but firm. “Just last week, in fact.”

Ben’s stomach churned. “Oh, I see. Well, thank you for considering me,” he said, rising from his chair. “I appreciate the opportunity.”

Scott held up a hand. “Hold on, lad. I’ve got another idea.”

Ben paused, curiosity flickering through his disappointment. “Another idea?”

Scott’s lips curved into a knowing smile. “Aye. It’s not exactly what you came here for, but it’s a position that’s crucial to the Golden Army. And I reckon you might be just the man for it.”

Ben tilted his head. “What kind of position?”

Scott’s smile widened. “Let me show you.” He snapped his fingers.

The sound echoed in Ben’s ears, sharp and commanding. For a moment, he felt a strange tingling sensation coursing through his body. He blinked, trying to shake it off, but the feeling only intensified. His muscles began to ache, then burn, as if he’d just completed a grueling workout.

“W-what’s happening?” Ben stammered, clutching the arms of the chair. He looked down and gasped. His once-slender arms were bulging, his biceps swelling with newfound strength. His chest expanded, his shoulders broadening, and his legs thickened, stretching the fabric of his trousers.

“Relax, lad,” Scott said, his tone calm but commanding. “You’re becoming who you were meant to be.”

Ben’s mind raced, but it was becoming harder to think. The numbers and equations that had once dominated his thoughts were slipping away, replaced by something simpler, more primal. Images of soccer fields, roaring crowds, and the camaraderie of a team flooded his mind. He tried to hold on to his old self, but it was like gripping sand; it all slipped through his fingers.

His suit and tie began to shimmer, the fabric dissolving into golden threads. The threads wove themselves into a shiny golden soccer jersey, snug against his newly muscular frame. His trousers transformed into matching shorts, and his dress shoes hardened into gleaming gold soccer cleats.

Ben’s breathing steadied, his initial panic giving way to a strange sense of purpose. He looked up at Scott, his eyes now bright with determination.

“How do you feel, lad?” Scott asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Ben stood, flexing his powerful arms. “I feel… incredible,” he said, his voice deeper, more confident. The hesitation that had marked his earlier speech was gone. “What position do you need me to play, Captain?”

Scott clapped him on the shoulder. “That’s the spirit! You’ll be our new striker. Quick, agile, and unstoppable. Just what the Golden Army needs.”

Ben nodded, the role already feeling natural. “I won’t let you down, sir.”

“I know you won’t,” Scott said, his tone firm but encouraging. “Welcome to the team, lad.”

As Ben left the office, he no longer felt like the nervous data analyst who had walked in just minutes ago. He was a striker for the Golden Army, a proud member of the team. And he couldn’t wait to hit the field.

As Ben stepped outside into the bright sunlight, the world seemed sharper, more vibrant. His cleats clicked against the pavement as he made his way toward the training grounds. It was strange; just an hour ago, he couldn’t have imagined himself even holding a soccer ball, let alone playing professionally. Now, he felt an unshakable drive to prove himself, to be the best.

The training field stretched out before him, a lush expanse of green bordered by gleaming bleachers. A group of players was already warming up, their golden jerseys shining in the sun. They moved with precision and confidence, their camaraderie evident in their easy laughter and banter. Ben hesitated for a moment, suddenly unsure of how to approach them.

“Oi, new guy!” one of the players called, jogging over. He was tall and lean, with sharp features and a mischievous grin. “You must be the new striker. I’m Brody, co-captain. Welcome to the team.”

Ben shook his hand, the firm grip reinforcing his new reality. “Thanks. I’m Ben.”

Brody raised an eyebrow. “Ben, eh? Not anymore, mate. You’re part of the Golden Army now. We’ve got a tradition here: new name, new start. How about… Blaze? Got a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?”

Blaze. The name resonated with him, sparking a sense of pride and excitement. “Blaze it is,” he said, grinning.

“Good on ya, Blaze. Let’s see what you’ve got,” Brody said, tossing him a soccer ball. “Warm up with us.”

Blaze joined the other players, quickly falling into the rhythm of the drills. His body moved with an ease and power that felt both foreign and familiar. Each pass, each shot, each sprint reinforced his new identity. By the time practice ended, he was drenched in sweat but exhilarated.

As the team gathered around Scott for a debrief, the captain’s gaze fell on Blaze. “Not bad for your first day, lad. Keep this up, and you’ll be unstoppable.”

Blaze nodded, determination etched on his face. He had found his place, his purpose. The Golden Army wasn’t just a team; it was a family. And he was ready to give it everything he had.

After the team dispersed, Scott called out, “Blaze, a word in my office.”

Blaze followed Scott back to the office, his heart pounding slightly. He wasn’t sure what to expect. Once inside, Scott closed the door and leaned against the desk, studying Blaze with a thoughtful expression.

“You’ve adapted faster than I expected,” Scott said, his voice softer now. “Most lads take a bit of time to find their footing, but you… you’re something special.”

Blaze felt his cheeks warm at the compliment. “Thank you, sir. I just want to do my best for the team.”

Scott smiled, his eyes glinting. “That’s what I like to hear.” He stepped closer, his tone dropping. “But there’s more to being part of the Golden Army than just skill on the field. It’s about trust, loyalty… connection.”

Blaze swallowed hard, the air between them charged. “I understand, Captain.”

Scott’s gaze lingered on him, and for a moment, neither of them spoke. Then, with deliberate intent, Scott reached out, his hand resting lightly on Blaze’s shoulder. “Do you?”

Blaze nodded, his voice barely a whisper. “Yes.”

Scott leaned in, his lips brushing against Blaze’s in a kiss that was both firm and tender. Blaze responded instinctively, his hands resting on Scott’s waist as he deepened the kiss. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in the quiet, golden-lit office.

When they finally pulled apart, Scott’s eyes searched Blaze’s, a rare vulnerability showing beneath his confident exterior. “Welcome to the team, Blaze. Truly.”

Blaze smiled, his heart racing. “I’m proud to be here, Captain.”

[lissomelace]

I HAVE BOUGHT MORE COLORS OF THREAD AND AM NOW UNSTOPPABLE!

(lol, not really, but I did take a few more stabs at Finrod's emblem in machine embroidery with a bit of an expanded palette.)

On the left is the first attempt I did (more on that here) and on the right I just switched out for a lighter green. It suits just a bit better, but I feel like I switched out the jersey color for the soccer team of Nargothrond for Arwen's coronation dress. Which is a little TOO vibrant of a spring green. (Or lime. That is potentially lime green)

(Also, I am STILL having trouble getting the borders where I want them.)

For the one on the left here, I muted everything. I was going for a kind of weathered look, but I might have missed the mark and ended up more at Pastel Baby Blanket Aesthetic. The right one is the latest, and as close as I think I've gotten-the green field is from the pastel one, and about what I want, but everything else is the same as the first (save the torch flame, which I started doing in a rayon gold).

(AND THE BORDERS REMAIN MY WORST ENEMY. THEY'RE GETTING WORSE!)

Still, this is fun! The yellow is a bit garish, but honestly my new priority is getting the damn borders right where I want them. They're the third to last thing the machine does, so I don't know if I fixed it until the very end. I might move them up in the queue. That would help with the trial and error at least.

(I also need to be talked out of buying more colors. I have SO MANY colors of thread right now)

[rescuehumans-runtotherescue]

Close up Inspection Of Cody’s Belongings In The Pizza Pi Episode

There are some duplicates that make sense and others that don’t.

Downstairs:

1. Comic books

2. Binoculars

3. Teddy bear, possibly in a police shirt.

4. Dinosaur stuffy

5. Rubber Ducky #1

6. Action figure

7. Books with a picture of a fire on the front, probably lad pioneer books.

8. Books with the Griffin Rock emblem.

9. Water tank (?) #1 & #2

10. Just books in general.

11. Tuba

12. Lantern. I thought there was a duplicate in the upstairs scene, but there is not.

13. Duck tape

14. Big Dice

15. Phone (?)

16. A couple newspapers

17. Soccer ball #1

18. Magician hat #1 (call back to the Bots and Robbers episode when he was the villain in his school play).

19. Baseball bat #1

20. Trumpet

21. Boombox #1

22. Robot and Dinosaur toys

23. Life vest and possible water safety books with it.

24. Basketball #1

This is the zoom in, some stuff is moved around but the only things here that weren’t seeable in the wide shot are

25. Notebook #1?

26. What looks like an iPhone?

Upstairs:

27. Cardboard Optimus Head

28. Med kit #1

29. Jacks

30. Fire Extinguisher #1

31. Magician hat #2

32. Rubber ducky #2. I realize now it autocorrected to runny in this pic, but I’m not changing it now.

33. Teddy bear, possibly in a police shirt #2

34. Moose Hat

35. Cup

36. Various Stuffies

37. Notebook #2?

38. Baseball #1

39. Baseball bat #2

40. Rocket toy #1

41. Rocket toy #2

42. Board game

43. Basketball #2

44. More books

45. Clothes

46. Rubber ducky #3

47. Pringles can? Back side of water bottle?

48. Baseball #2

49. Plant

50. Soccer ball #2

51. Duffel Bag

52. Foam Finger

There was a zoom in shot with Graham on the ground but there was no new stuff so I’ve left it out.

53. Rackets

54. Cleats

55. More clothes. Clothes everywhere. He’s a teenage boy though, c’mon.

56. More books

57. CD?

58. Soccer ball #3

49. Boombox #2

50. Med kit #2

51. Fire extinguisher #2

52. Another book

53. Rubber ducky #4

Spitting thoughts out:

Lmao notice how there is stuff all over the downstairs and the upstairs hallways and staircases but he left the kitchen mostly clean? Same. Getting to food = important.

So it makes sense that they have multiple med kits and fire extinguishers because they’re a rescue family.

Cody seems to have a lot of dinosaur related little kid stuff so Dino kid confirmed.

He seems to be a big reader but Cody’s a smart kid so yeah we could’ve figured that. Also I bet Charlie has preached the need to get off the internet and do other things.

Makes sense that he has a lot of soccer balls because apparently it’s the family sport. Kade, Dani, and Graham have lots of soccer trophies. There was a whole episode about how Cody is bad at soccer.

Makes sense he has a lot of basket balls and baseballs. We see the family play basketball all the time and at the end of the soccer episode, Kade insists Cody try out for baseball.

You would think they’d have a shed or something to put all their sports stuff in??? Why have them inside????

Why the boomboxes?? I could see if one of them used to be Charlie’s and he gave it to Cody, but why two?

The magician hat and the trumpet are both call backs from previous episodes. I don’t remember exactly the trumpet one, but it was when he was trying new things for a lad pioneer badge or extra credit in school or something. Heatwave recommended martial arts but it didn’t go well???

The duplicate of the Teddy bear with the police shirt and the duplicate of the magician hat are clear accidents.

The moose hat is because the moose is the mascot of the team Kade was on.

Why the tuba? What’s with the water tanks? Cody has his own plant? When’d he make the Optimus head? That would’ve been cute to see!

Why the hell does he have so many rubber ducky’s?!?!?!???

//Don’t take this post too seriously. I know there’s going to be animation errors. I find it amusing.

Bonus:

54. Lucky soccer shorts from first grade

55. Mr. Macaroni from preschool

[divergent-paths]

(Same anon before regarding their previous school) ok just one more question and I’ll shut up for now:

So do all of individuals sport teams of Aurora academy have their own teams? Like Pangoro for Rugby, Manectric for soccer, Dodrio for track & field, etc.? Or do they all use Amaura and Aurorus as their mascot?

(And side question: did you get your inspiration of the captions from this game turned anime called Inazuma Eleven?)

nooononononnooo don't shut yourself up, like any artist out there i loooovvveeee talking about my ocs and if it weren't for all the story spoilers you'd never get me to shut up lmao -- at the very least, i can defo talk for AAAGGES about designs and such if that's genuinely up your alley, so we have lotsa' waffling below the cut today~ :D

with aurora, i imagine them to be quite pretentious, to the point there's not any mascot shenanigans going on because they're Too Good For That Peasant Nonsense. the school emblem is their representing mark, and while all the teams have differing uniform designs, they keep to the same colour palette of soft blues with black and white. since aurora is a Rich Kids school, they (or rather the rich parents) can afford different uniforms for most sports teams, and some even have separate junior uniforms as well. i looked to real-world examples of sports uniforms and made my own patterns based on what felt modern and stylish to me.

of course, that's not necessarily easy to tell from the greyscale/tones i use, so here's two of the sports bros in colour to help illustrate the point, plus inspiration mons for the ocs themselves:

i always enjoy including elements of random pkmn into the designs of ocs like this, it adds an element of fun and uniqueness into their looks that your generic-bg-chara-no.-thirty-two just doesn't have. funnily enough, i started doing that after i noticed that the pkmn anime does it on the regular, and it's really helpful in making designs i don't cringe at and hate weeks/months/years later.

as for the anime side question, i only actually know of inazuma eleven by name, i've never interacted with the series in any way. the only sports anime i've ever watched were Yuri on Ice!!! and Cheer Boys lmao instead, the inspirations for the sports bros comes from a mix of my own high school experiences (from what i've seen, it's not exactly rare for high schools to prioritise sports over everything else), the roles they're built to play in the story, with a dash of expectation subversion. are they a bully, a bystander, a victim, a hero? it's hard to tell when they all look like main characters, and don't all have resting 'evil' faces.

while a story like mine is going to have some clearer villains down the line, i don't want them to just be obvious one-note baddies but instead feel like real people with nuance and flaws like all the others they're mixed in with. something that you can take the time to form your own opinions on and relate to (or not, as the case may be~!).

[bun-nny-nny]

FAT SHANE FIC HEHEHE

i have no name for it but here is a fic of Shane and my farmer having a good time tw: NSFW(mdni), fluff, angst just for a bit, family death mention please be gentle with me.... i may write more or do more fanfics for fandoms...

Shane had been home almost all day, and his husband, Bunny, had been working outside on the farm, unable to come inside and spend time with the other man. He spent his time looking through his old boxes, which Shane had filled with every moment he kept from his childhood; there were red and blue ribbons won from the junior soccer team he was on and some pretty large trophies that had been won from when he was on the varsity soccer team in high school. Shane ran his thick, calloused fingers along the cold metallic trophy, the gold on it glistening from the light in the room. The feeling of the cold metal against his warm touch was a feeling he remembered well but now felt like a distant memory. Looking at these items gave him a tight knot in his stomach; it felt like his insides were a balloon being tied and knotted by a clown. His brows furrowed as he placed the ribbons and trophies aside, digging deeper and deeper into the boxes, and that's when he found it.

Shane's rough hands brushed against the book he had found deep within the box, trailing his fingers with his slightly dirty and chewed-on nails over the indented cover, brandishing his high school's old emblem and the year of his graduating class. It had been a long time since he had thought of his yearbook; in all honesty, he had forgotten he had even gotten one, probably forced to get it out of guilt from a family member saying something along the lines of, "If you don't get it you'll regret it for the rest of your life!" which was most likely said by Marnie. He let out an unamused huff as he pulled it out of the box; once it hit the floor, he stared at it for a bit as if he didn't know if he should open it. It was like he was scared of the memories and feelings that this book held within it, waving its power over him as it sat on his dirty floor.

Eventually, the man gave in, his hands quickly taking the book between them and opening the pages at lightning speed as if to rip the metaphorical bandaid off as fast as he could. He flipped through page after page like a man on a mission, scanning each row of each face in the book till he found his own. He grimaced, looking at himself. He was much slimmer back then, and a big smile was on his face. He looked proud of himself, a feeling he hadn't felt for a while. The ecstatic look on his face only made him want to wallow and rot away, thinking about a past he could no longer be a part of. His eyes went from his photo to the blank spot underneath, and his heart sank; he remembered how his parents had passed away before he could pick a senior quote, and their passing had affected the man so much that he gave up on everything at that point. The blank space stared back at him like it was mocking him; quickly, he flipped away from it, trying hard not to wallow so hard in his missed happiness due to him picking up the bottle out of grief.

He turned through page after page again until he found the only other photo of him; he stood there proudly with his soccer team. He was the person in front, happily holding a soccer ball in the crook of his arm, his hand resting on his hip to keep it there. He looked much different, with no hair on his face or a 5'o clock shadow, and his eyes filled with a joyous light that you only ever see when he looks at his husband or their chickens. He had been much skinnier, with hair longer than now and little to no dark circles under his eyes. He groaned and threw the book to the ground, standing up quickly. Shane stomped over to the full-length mirror in his room. He looked at himself, the dark bags under his eyes, how his hair thinned out less luscious than it was before, and then his eyes moved down to his body, looking at the fat and slight beer gut that he accumulated over the years of constant drinking and poor diet. He lifted his shirt a bit, grabbing at the fat of his stomach, his stomach covered in an abundance of hair purple just like the hair on his head, and long stretch marks around his hips and gut.

Bunny entered the house at that moment, his medium-length brown hair a bit tousled and askew; his face had a bit of dirt on it from how hard he was at work. As he traveled to the bedroom, he undid his suspenders and unbuttoned his shirt, showing his chubby upper body and the dark hair that ran down his stomach cut off by his black pants. Once in the bedroom, he kicks off his boots and removes his dirty work pants, but he hears Shane's loud groan coming from his room before he can unbutton them. Immediately worried, he rushed into his room, calling, "Hey sunshine, you doin' alright?" Shane turned to Bunny and immediately put down his shirt, "I… I uh yeah… I'm fine.." he said, refusing to look his husband in the eyes, too embarrassed of himself. His lips set in a frown. As Bunny stepped further into the room, he looked over the dirty floor of Shane's room, which was even more crowded by the boxes he had pulled out, all the contents lying on the ground scattered around. "You know you can tell me anything…come on, look at me." As Bunny got closer, he reached up to Shane, taking his chin between his gloved fingers and forcing the taller man to look down at him. Once they made eye contact, he could see the misery that filled his husband's eyes, and it made his heart feel like it was going to break. "it's nothing. It's just...stupid shit...ya' know?" being this close, he could smell the joja cola on his breath.

Bunny looked at the bottom of Shane's shirt, seeing how it rested a bit above his basketball shorts. He raised a brow at the other. "Were you checking yourself out?" he asked gently, not wanting to sound like he was judging the other man in any way. Shane nodded slowly. He looked like he might cry, his eyes glassy. It was an unusual sight; something must have upset him.

"Not feelin' good bout yourself today?" asked Bunny

Shane nodded yet again, leaning into Bunny's gentle touch. Bunny moved his hand to caress one of his cheeks, gently stroking it with his thumb, and stepped closer to the man so much that both men's fronts pressed together. Shane's face had a light dusting of pink as he looked down at his lover. He saw his bare chest, his heart racing, and marveled at the slightly slimmer man's body. He loved Bunny more than anything more than words could ever describe. Any time Bunny touched his body, he felt a tingling sensation spread across his skin; even when his soft palms and calloused fingertips were under the fabric of his gloves, he still felt the heat radiating from the other, making him let out a soft sigh.

Bunny smiled, pleased by the sound. He brushed his thumb gently over Shane's cheek, his other hand finding its way under Shane's jacket, slowly pulling it down his arms and letting it fall to the ground, pooling around the back of Shane's legs. Bunny pulled away, which made Shane whimper at the loss of his touch, making Bunny chuckle lightly, "Hey, it's okay…just takin' off my gloves, okay?"

Shane nods yet again, focused on Bunny's motions, not speaking any words. He watches as Bunny brings a gloved hand to his mouth, biting the tip of a finger and pulling it off, letting it drop to the floor and doing the same to the other. Bunny looked up, making eye contact with his lover, a smile spreading across his lips as he saw the pink on his cheeks grow darker.

 "Go sit on the couch for me, okay?" his tone was gentle, yet he knew it was a demand, not a question.

Without a word, Shane started, walking out of the room and into their living room, plopping down on the old blue couch Bunny had for years and refusing to get rid of it for "sentimental reasons." The cushions sank a bit as he sat down, making him nervous. Was the indent he was making on the old couch too much? Was he becoming unattractive to his farmer due to his increased size? His mind started racing as he sat alone in silence, his big hands on his knees, grip tightening with each passing moment. After a couple of moments, he saw the bathroom door open and out stepped Bunny, hair now better kempt. He wore a black shirt with an alien on it and some brown shorts, and his face was clean of dirt. No matter what he wore, Shane always found him to be breathtaking.

With no words, Bunny stepped in front of Shane, removing his hands from his knees and sitting on the other man's lap so that their fronts were facing. "You know...I think you look perfect like this," he said softly, his soft palms cupping Shane's cheeks, forcing him to make eye contact. The touch made a shiver run down Shane's spine. "Now you know I'm nowhere near that.." said Shane, trying to look away, but Bunny immediately reprimanded him.

"Look at me." It was an order, and Shane submitted to it, forcing himself to keep eye contact with his farmer. Shane could see the pure love and adoration that filled his eyes, but there was something more, a spark of desire that ignited the flame deep within his stomach.

"I have told you this...so many times..." said Bunny as he trailed his hands down Shane's chest, traveling down down down till they stopped at the bottom of his shirt. He pressed his cheek to Shane's and whispered, in a low voice, dripping with lust, "You are the sexiest man alive to me, Shane."   his hot breath danced against the shell of Shane's ear, making him let out a gasp, eyes shutting. Hands now wrapping around Bunny's back tightly. Being this close, Bunny could smell Shane, letting himself take a whiff and enjoying how he smelled like pizza, cola, and musk, a better alternative than how he used to smell like a bar floor. It made him smile happily, "You're a good man....a kind man even..." he said softly, giving the other's ear lobe a light nibble and receiving a soft groan from Shane.

 "Arms up," he ordered, and Shane followed his orders quickly, letting go of his back and arms shooting up into the air. "Good boy," cooed the farmer as he took the bottom of Shane's shirt within his grasp and quickly pulled it off over his head, revealing the broader man's soft chest, which was covered in thick hair that traveled down his fat stomach, decorating his slightly tanned skin with a lovely purple. Shane swallowed his Adam's apple, bobbing, attracting Bunny's eyes; he wanted to attack it to take it between his teeth and bite and suck, but he had better things to focus on. Bunny's eyes moved back to Shane's chest, hands coming up to gently grasp his supple chest. The two men let out a delighted groan in unison as Bunny's gentle hands grasped each mound of flesh, squeezing them lightly. A calloused thumb swipes over one of Shane's nipples, sending a shock through his body that makes him gasp out, "Bunny..!"

Bunny chuckled and looked up at Shane's face, which was now a scarlet red. He was even panting lightly as the farmer's finger lightly pinched at the nubs till they pebble under his fingers

"Look at you...you look like you're enjoyin' yourself, huh?"

"s-shut up.." said Shane back embarrassed

"Hey, is that any way to speak to the man you're married to?" he laughed and leaned in, his lips almost meeting Shanes's but stopping a few centimeters away, breath smelling like mint. He must have brushed his teeth when he got changed. "Just let yourself let go. I'm gonna show you just how much I enjoy this body of yours." His voice was like sweet cream and honey to Shane's ears.

Bunny pressed his hips down against Shane's, both of them able to feel how unbearably hard the other was confined behind the fabric of their shorts. Both men let out moans in perfect, lustful harmony. Both were red in the face, panting as they continued to grind against each other for just a bit longer before Bunny's hands went to undo the button of his shorts and pulled down the zipper. He stopped his hips as his hand slid past the fabric of his boxers, and he fished out his cock, letting the pink needy tip rest against Shane's stomach. Shane groaned as he felt the warm dribble of precum that had collected at his lover's tip now trailing down his stomach, making the hair on his stomach sticky.

"now.... you're gonna sit here like a good boy....and gonna show you how much I love this body.....just thinking about you makes me want to cum already." said the farmer as he stroked himself slowly only a few times before letting his cock rest right up against the others bare stomach. He scooted as close as he could, pinning his cock against the other. One of his hands rests on Shane's side, helping him keep his position tight against him, while the other goes to Shane's hair, coarse fingertips running through the purple locks, collecting strands and wrapping around them tightly, hand closing in a fist. Bunny forced Shane to look down at his needy dick as it let out more dribbles of pre, "Do you see how hard I already am? It's all because of you." he said, his breathing getting heavy as he grew more and more excited his hand on shanes side tightening its grip he adored the way the man's flesh melded against his hand perfectly filling and squeezing through the gaps between his fingers. Slowly he starts to move his hips, letting himself get off by humping against his husband's stomach, the white precum that leaked out of his tip slicking up and making the hair on Shane's stomach feel wet and sticky.

Both men were moaning, the sounds spurring the other one on, making them feel closer and closer. "N-not even touching you... and you moaning like that?" the farmer teased as he panted for air, face red and a bit sweaty. "Yoba, even the sounds you make are sweet music to my ears."

With a firm grip, he pulled Shane's head back by his hair, exposing that part of his neck that enticed him so much. Shane let out a loud gasp of pleasure, and a bit of drool ran down his chin. Bunny moved his head down, descending upon Shane's exposed neck with his sharp teeth. With each rough bite and hard suck, a new purple mark is left on Shane's neck marking his skin possessively; Shane lets out whimpers at the feeling of Bunny's rough bites to his skin, "G-geez, what are you, a s-stupid teenager or something..?" said Shane mocking the other for being into hickeys still at their age even though each mark made him closer and closer to making a mess of his shorts. "aw come one...I know you like it." said the farmer as his teeth bit down gently on the lump on shanes throat, sucking harshly till he left a dark purple mark behind a proud smirk on his lips as he listened to Shane moan and pant, his hips bucking up trying to give himself some form of friction. "see? You love it....and I love you.." said  Bunny as his grip on Shane's side tightened to a bruising degree, as his hips started thrusting a bit more sporadically, his breathing getting heavier. Shanes's hips matched the farmers chasing after the intense feelings as they hurdled towards their explosive end.

The farmer leaned forward, whispering dirty words into Shane's ear, his breath hot against the sensitive flesh of Shane's ear. With only a few more thrusts, both men let out a loud moan of each other's name, the farmer pulling Shane forcefully into a searing kiss. Their lips roughly clashed together in a hungry, sloppy kiss, swallowing each other's sounds of pure bliss. The farmer let out warm spurts of cum covering his lover's stomach, and Shane cumming in his shorts, leaving them a sticky wet mess as he panted for air, cheeks an apple red.

Both men panted heavily, trying to regain themselves. Their foreheads rested upon each other, and a smile spread over their lips. Once their breathing calmed a bit, the realization hit Shane that he had just dirtied his clothes; letting out a groan at the prospect that he'd have to do laundry, "Did you have to make me cum in my shorts, bun?" he asked in a mock annoyed voice. The farmer smirked and slipped off his lap to sit between his lover's thighs, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "Oh, don't worry, sunshine, I plan to clean you up and then some."

[d999666]

Galactik football S1 ep5 review - (2/3)

Mice: what's with this mood? we're not going to a funeral. Thran : yes we are Mice : Relax it's only a football match after all?

>> Comment: Mice looks optimistic. No, in fact, he didn't have any hope in the first place. But in contrast, D'jok says, 'It's not just a game,' because he's betting everything on this game. Because it's his destiny to win the game and be the representative of the planet.

Here's where we can see if micro-ice takes this 'game' as a self-defensive, but the rest isn't.

League official : let the best team win Artego : that would be my team Aarch : I see you haven't lost your legendary sense of modesty Artego.

Artego : Modesty is the pride of the mediocre

League officia : Well dear, this looks like a promising match we're not going to be bored

Adim : Come on you two Shakes hands.

Atrego: (I don't want to shake hands. I never want to shake hands with Aarch.) Aarch: (I don't want to either.)

Adim : YOU HEARD WHAT I SAID, SHAKE HANDS

Aarch believes in Snowkid, and calls for 'together' to the end.

Rocket : s…sir, can't i say something? Mice : Wow!! the guys speak! did you know that?

>> Comment: Didn't they all play a soccer card game together? Everyone reacted like Rocket was saying for the first time here, so I'm embarrassed.

Sinedd : Anyway what matters is facetime. Who knows another club might want me?

D'jok : What I like about Is your sense of team spirit

>> Comment : Sinedd doesn't seem attached to SK. Someone is aiming to scout him.

Aarch suddenly calls Rocket. And he gives Rocket the Captain armBand.

>> Comment: Uh... This scene isn't touching. I'm embarrassed about this. Aarch had to be fair and choose the captain. Of course, the rocket is analytical and best suited to the captain's position. But this was wrong because Aarch didn't choose the rocket as the captain in front of everyone. D'jok and Sinedd and Mei would have wanted a captain, of course. Did Aarch ask for the opinions of the other children? As Micro-ice and mei said, Rocket didn't speak well with the other kids, and he didn't get along. Even if Aarch is the Director and he can decide everything about the team himself, Aarch should have explained to all the team members why 'Rocket was fit as captain in advance', and appointed him as captain. It is not right to speak when there is only the director and his nephew.

>> Comment: The full shot of my favorite Snowkids

>> Comment: The game is about to begin. Because it's Akillian's home stadium, players appear from the floor. As the stadium lights up, you can see the inside of some of the ice-covered stadiums. And you can see the emblem of the Akillian team on the floor. Did they embody their flux? I think this emblem represent balls in their breath. There's not a single spectator inside the stadium. The stadium used to be a huge 'grave.' No one goes near it because so many people were trapped and killed in the stadium when the ice age began. So even the children's parents didn't come to cheer. Snowkid has to have a lonely fight here.

>> Comment: D'jok gets the ball first. Sinedd and Thran are doing well, too.

>> Comment: snowkids that Aarch and Rocket explain tactics but the body doesn't follow.

>> Comment: It was good at first, but I keep losing the ball to the Red Tigers.

Played by the Red Tigers, they scored the first goal.

>> Comment : LOL Look at their goal celebration. Isn't it funny? They didn't say anything but they definitely make Ahito angry for their actions.

>> Comment: Rocket is the captain, but I don't think anyone is following him.

Do you know why?

[I don't think anyone in the team knows that rocket is the captain.]

Sinedd is being uncooperative again. He's not team-playing at all.

And the Red Tigers scored their second goal.

2:0 Score Situation... Desperate.

[nebulacollege]

Replies

This time a couple of lore related ones. Clubs and cakes!

Anonymous asked:

I forgot if I sent this already so please feel free to ignore but are there any clubs at NC? What’s the most popular and what clubs are the main boys in?

Don’t worry, Anon, nobody knew NC had clubs in the first place lol

I haven’t touched their clubs since I wrote them a year ago, but here’s my list for now- And then I realised they’re all sport clubs, huh.

Anyway, for sport clubs they have: football (soccer for everyone reading it from the US), basketball, volleyball, tennis, horse riding, track and field, yoga (kid you not), archery, golf (yeah).

They also have electives which I mistakenly mixed up with being clubs as well! So these are not clubs, but classes they can choose to attend: cooking, botany, introduction to medicine/law, economics (business, management, finance), and quantum physics. You can skip all of those if you’re a jock and plan on having a career in sports or if your parents wrote a special request to skip it. You can also choose one.

I’m so glad you asked me this, Anon, it’d be so troublesome to fix it later in the story.

NC is considered a prep college for higher education among other things, this is why it’s so wild.

The most popular ones... I would assume that for sport clubs they are football, tennis and horse riding, and for electives they’re medicine, law, and economics.

Niall looks like someone who enjoys tennis and horse riding, so maybe one of those! He definitely has an elective, but I’m not sure which one, I didn’t think it though yet.

Ned is not in any sport club, but they really want him, especially their football team. I’m not going to tell you which elective he chose~ Sorry!

Edmund isn’t in any clubs yet, he needs some time to get used to the college and their curriculum.

Liam chose botany and really likes it so far.

Anonymous asked:

They have traditional cakes? WHAT DO THEY LOOK LIKE AND WHAT FLAVORS?!?!?! Sorry I love food and cakes

Got you, Anon! I'm so glad you love them <3 It’s a totally useless information, but for some reason it’s a fun trivia, at least for me. I won’t even use it in the story, most likely.

Unicorns have medovik (Russian honey cake) as their traditional cake. It matches their colour scheme perfectly, it suits Niall’s honey theme a lot and it’s quite delicious. It looks like something suitable for their tea parties.

Dragons have a Coffee and Walnut cake. I personally never tried those, but for some reason I think it rather suits them. It’s more... strict, compared to medovik, for example? Idk. Here’s the site where I took the picture from.

Ravens have Bûche De Noël, even if it’s not Christmas (in theory, they don’t even have Christmas...). It’s just a cake that I really want to try some day, and the fact that it’s a roll makes it so inviting, for some reason... It also suits Raven’s winter-ish aesthetic, as they have fir on their emblem.

And Snakes have... Coffee layer cake topped with a Swiss meringue buttercream. Wow that’s a lot of words. I guess it was supposed to be a coffee cake, but I really liked this one in particular, so here’s the website for it. It’s definitely something Liam bakes, but they can go with a simpler version if they want.

[quincyhorst]

Misc Trivia: Julio Del Bosque

(Original info post here)

When it comes to family, he has a younger sister, named Mirta, which has followed him into Liocott. She often comes to visit, but she isn't interested on the team her brother coaches. At least she'll gladly offer to be an entretainer at any party RM might plan together.

As Julio is very openly proud of Spanish traditions, he'll gladly support anything related to them that his boys partake in.

He's quite extravagant when it comes to trainings, every choice of him bringing a side of controversy yet with the excuse of all being "for a greater good".

Para cualquier hispanohablante leyendo esto, básicamente es el Mark/Endou de Rangugamer pero cuarentón, alcohólico y en vez de camiones usa toros (?)

His most known one is the use of animals, unfortunately :( Using a bull(fighting bull) to train had been one of his plans for a long time, but given the circumstances (And the actual age of his boys) he had to be conformed with a younger calf. Nonetheless the animal became key to train, both on the home matches in the Euro League and also during the qualifiers. Well, sort of. With the presence of the Toro Blanco, Julio had to rely on the poor animal less and less. And qualifying to Liocott pretty much forced him to toss the idea away. The spanish press might be willing to defend his ass, but not the international one...

A replacement he found was on the spanish area itself at least, in the form of a robo-bull used on the tiny bullring. His original (german) owner seemed surprisingly eager to lend it, however...

Regarding other Euro B coaches: With zero experience on previous german coaches and barely any info about the current Gretchen, for a long time Julio relied on what came on his mind when reading her title "The Witch of Walpurgis". But when getting to see her appearance on TV and realize how beautiful she was... Yeah, a new reason to qualify for Liocott. Unfortunately for him once they actually met he was found with the reality that it wasn't meant to be. He was pretty stubborn, he did all he could to impress her, but... By the time her team had defeated his, he knew it was all over. A shame...

That being said, he IS familiar with François, the french coach, given he enjoys watching the french adult league every so often. When they first met on the Euroleague Julio was slightly nervous, but he still tried to appear cool and make a first impression. "Hey, Mr. Fransuá, a please to meet ya! I'm a big fan!" Though, the french man replied to him with the driest "Thanks" ever, at least on his POV.

Overall their relationship is also a formal rivarly, although Julio does deep down see François as nothing more than a "soccer nerd". "He might know all about the ball, but he'd NEVER know the field as close as I! ~"

For the most part, he's chill. Very chill. At least until someone mentions the name Pepe. That one thing alone is able to make his own blood boil and lose his temper. His resentment towards Banderas is enough to have followed him into adulthood, it seems... Alcohol is the only thing that can help him calm down.

Yes, he's the one that designed the emblem AND who chose the name of 'Red Matador'. And he's NOT changing anything, no matter how annoying both the animalists and the Toro Blanco act.

Btw, I'd like to develop a bit more Julio and Davi(d)'s relationship. Back on his club days he was pretty chill, but the whole Aliea deal and the Community Cup saw a huge change on him, making Davi more exigent and demanding of his teammates' skills; sometimes even more than the laid-back Julio. This led to many fights that only the old man was able to stop.

When choosing RM's lineup, Julio put more emphasis on being diverse with his selection than depending too much on the winning teams of Navarre and Madrid. This is why he went too straightforward, choosing the best of both (Querardo, Samuel, and Davi respectively) and focusing on the best player of the other teams, even those who didn't go too far on the cup. Other times he chose based on their potential alone, such as Federico or Donato (OC, the original 12 of RM). Sometimes it worked (former), but at times his judgement became incorrent (latter, poor Dona).

If Davi struggled a lot to understand Julio's choices, then the rest of Gran Madrid were infiurated, not being able to understand why he would reduce the Madrid pool to just one player. In Julio's argument, he admits that despite the winning capacities of Madrid locally, having won for so long had gotten the player's skills too comfortable, which led to their defeat at the hands of fresh talent (Navarre). Although truth be told... The less Madrid players on the team, the less fights there would be; that was also his mindset when choosing.

Julio's original plan on the FFI was to experiment a bit with his picks, and if things failed, he was willing to kick anyone and bring the Navarre/Madrid players in (Something that almost happened after the USA defeat). However, by the time Julio was willing to start off clean for the FFI, his attachment to the RM players had gotten so big, he decided to give them one last chance.

[theguywithaplan]

List of Video Games Turning 30 Years Old in 2024

Aggressors of Dark Kombat (what if Mortal Kombat was made by the KoF devs?)

Alone in the Dark 2

Art of Fighting 2

Beneath a Steel Sky (a highly influential point and click adventure game from the same team that would go on to make Broken Sword)

Blackthorne (a 2D platformer made by Blizzard)

Breath of Fire (the 1st one)

Bubsy 2

Bubsy in Fractured Furry Tales

Bust-a-Move (known as "Puzzle Bobble" in Japan)

Castlevania: Bloodlines

Contra: Hard Corps (the first game in the series to have multiple endings)

Cosmology of Kyoto

The Death and Return of Superman (a side scrolling beat 'em up made by Blizzard)

Demon's Crest

Donkey Kong (the Game boy version of the arcade original)

Donkey Kong Country

Doom II: Hell on Earth

Double Dragon V: The Shadow Falls (as opposed to a beat ‘em up like the other four games were, this one was a fighting game)

Dungeons & Dragons: Tower of Doom

Dynamite Headdy

Earthworm Jim (with music from Tommy Tallarico. His mother is very proud.)

Ecco: The Tides of Time

The Elder Scrolls Arena (the very 1st one)

Final Fantasy VI

Fire Emblem: Mystery of the Emblem (the 3rd one)

Ghoul Patrol (the sequel to "Zombies Ate My Neighbors")

Heretic

The Horde (a hybrid action/strategy game made by Toys for Bob, who are known nowadays for making Crash Bandicoot 4: It’s About Time)

Illusion of Gaia

Indiana Jones' Greatest Adventures

Killer Instinct

The King of Fighters '94

King's Quest VII: The Princeless Bride

Live a Live (the original version, which went unreleased in North America. We wouldn’t get this game until the HD-2D remake 28 years later)

Majin Tensei (a strategy spin-off of the greater Shin Megami Tensei franchise)

Marathon (one of the earliest games made by Bungie)

Mega Man 6

Mega Man Soccer

Mega Man V (on the Game Boy)

Mega Man X

Mortal Kombat II

The Need for Speed (the very 1st one)

Pac-Man 2: The New Adventures (as an empath, seeing Pac-Man in pain makes me feel sick)

Pitfall: The Mayan Adventure

Pocky & Rocky 2

Policenauts (a visual novel and one of the earlier works from Hideo Kojima)

Rise of the Robots (often considered one of the worst fighting games ever made)

Robotrek

Samurai Shodown II

Shadowrun (the Sega Genesis version)

Shaq Fu (also often considered one of the worst fighting games ever made)

Shin Megami Tensei II (which, to this day, has never been officially released outside of Japan)

Shin Megami Tensei If... (also never officially released outside of Japan)

Shining Force II

Sonic the Hedgehog 3 (just in time for the third movie)

Sparkster

Spider-Man and Venom: Maximum Carnage

Star Wars: TIE Fighter

Streets of Rage 3

Super Adventure Island II

Super Metroid

Super Punch-Out!!

Super Star Wars: Return of the Jedi

Super Street Fighter II: The New Challengers (this release saw the first playable appearances of T. Hawk, Fei Long, Dee Jay, and Cammy)

Super Street Fighter II Turbo (saw the series’ first secret character, Akuma)

System Shock (a remake came out very recently. It's quite good!)

Ultima VIII: Pagan

Warcraft: Orcs & Humans (the very 1st one)

Wario Land: Super Mario Land 3

X-COM: UFO Defense (the 1st game in the series)

Zoda's Revenge: StarTropics II (one of the last first-party releases for the NES)

Zool 2

[corixosports]

Corixo Sports

Elevate Your Game: The Evolution of Soccer Uniforms

Introduction: Soccer, the beautiful game, transcends boundaries and unites people across the globe. Beyond skill and strategy, the aesthetics of soccer also play a crucial role in its allure. Central to this aesthetic appeal are the soccer uniforms – a symbol of team identity, tradition, and evolution. Let's delve into the fascinating journey of soccer uniforms, from humble beginnings to the high-tech designs of today.

Body:

1. The Origins: Soccer's origins can be traced back centuries, to informal matches played in open fields. Initially, there were no standardized uniforms. Players wore whatever they had, often in street clothes or simple jerseys. As the game formalized, rudimentary uniforms emerged, mainly comprising of cotton shirts and shorts in team colors.

2. Evolution of Design: With the sport's growing popularity, the design of soccer uniforms underwent significant evolution. In the early 20th century, the introduction of synthetic materials revolutionized soccer apparel. Polyester blends offered durability, moisture-wicking properties, and flexibility, enhancing players' comfort and performance.

3. Symbolism and Identity: Soccer uniforms serve as potent symbols of team identity and pride. Colors, badges, and emblems represent the heritage, culture, and values of clubs and nations. The iconic jerseys of teams like Brazil, Argentina, and Manchester United evoke strong emotions and allegiance among fans worldwide.

4. Technological Advancements: In recent decades, advancements in textile technology have propelled soccer uniform design to new heights. High-performance fabrics such as Nike's Dri-FIT and Adidas's ClimaCool are engineered to regulate temperature, manage moisture, and enhance ventilation, optimizing players' comfort and endurance on the field.

5. Fashion and Marketing: Beyond the pitch, soccer uniforms have become fashion statements and marketing tools. Collaborations between sportswear brands and fashion designers have resulted in stylish and trendsetting kits. Limited-edition releases and retro designs capitalize on nostalgia and collector's appeal, driving commercial success for clubs and manufacturers.

6. Sustainability and Innovation: In an era of increasing environmental awareness, sustainable practices are shaping the future of soccer uniform design. Eco-friendly materials, recycled fabrics, and water-saving dyeing techniques are gaining traction, reflecting a commitment to environmental responsibility and ethical production.

Conclusion: From humble beginnings to high-tech marvels, soccer uniforms embody the spirit of the sport – unity, tradition, and innovation. As technology continues to advance and cultural influences evolve, the evolution of soccer uniforms promises to remain a captivating journey, enriching the game's legacy for generations to come.

Postscript: Join the conversation and share your favorite soccer uniform moments and designs! Let's celebrate the artistry and innovation behind the jerseys that define the world's most beloved sport.

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[nounoustouzy]

MANCHESTER UNITED WALL CLOCK

Every second counts! An exciting and practical accent in any room, this unique high quality Wall Clock serves as a statement piece, creating a personalized environment.

.: Materials: 100% wood (frame), 100% plexiglass (face), 100% metal (mechanism) .: One size: 10" x 10" (25.4 x 25.4 cm) .: Pre-installed backside hook .: For indoor use .: Requires one AA battery (NOT included) .: Silent clock mechanism.

Get it now from here

[brodygold]

The Golden Army

Michael stood at the edge of the soccer field, his eyes narrowing as he watched the team in gold jerseys warm up. He had heard rumors about the Golden Army, a team shrouded in mystery and known for their unmatched skill on the field. They were local legends, and though Michael had always admired their game, he never imagined he'd be invited to join them.

The invitation had arrived in a plain envelope, delivered to his door the night before. Inside was a gold card with the team’s emblem embossed on it, and a simple message: "Join us." No details, no explanations—just an address and a time. Curiosity and a strange sense of obligation had driven him to come.

As he approached the field, Michael felt the eyes of the players on him. They paused in their drills, turning to watch his every move. He hesitated, wondering if this was a mistake. After all, he wasn't a professional player, just someone who enjoyed the game as a hobby. But something about the way they looked at him—like they were expecting him—compelled him to stay.

"You're Michael, right?" A voice broke through his thoughts. Michael turned to see a tall man with a commanding presence standing before him. He wore the same gold jersey as the others, but with a captain's armband.

"Yeah, that's me," Michael replied, trying to keep his voice steady.

The man smiled, a gesture that felt surprisingly warm. "I'm Richard, the captain. We’ve been watching you for a while now. You’ve got potential, Michael. The kind of potential we need on this team."

Michael blinked, taken aback. "Me? But I’m just… I mean, I’m not like you guys. I’m not even close to your level."

Richard chuckled, clapping Michael on the shoulder. "No one starts at the top, Michael. But we see something in you. Something special. And we want you to be part of the Golden Army."

Michael hesitated. This was all happening too fast. "But why me? There are better players out there."

Richard's expression grew serious. "It's not just about skill, Michael. It’s about heart, about being part of something bigger than yourself. The Golden Army isn’t just a team—it’s a brotherhood. We support each other on and off the field. And from what we've seen, you have the heart we’re looking for."

The words resonated with Michael in a way he didn’t expect. He had always played soccer because he loved the game, but the idea of being part of something greater, something meaningful, tugged at him. Still, doubt lingered.

"What if I don’t fit in? What if I’m not good enough?" he asked, voicing his fears.

Richard gave him a reassuring nod. "We all had doubts when we first joined. But we’re a team, Michael. We lift each other up. If you’re willing to give it your all, we’ll stand by you every step of the way."

Michael looked around at the other players. They were still watching, but now he saw something different in their eyes—acceptance, even eagerness. They wanted him there, and they were ready to welcome him.

Taking a deep breath, Michael nodded. "Alright. I’m in."

The team erupted into cheers, and Richard grinned. "Welcome to the Golden Army, Michael. Or should I say… Brody?"

Michael frowned, confused. "Brody?"

Richard chuckled again. "Every member of the Golden Army gets a new name when they join. A name that symbolizes their new identity as part of the team. From now on, you’re Brody—strong, dependable, and ready for anything."

Michael—no, Brody—felt a surge of pride at the name. It felt right, like a new beginning. The team surrounded him, clapping him on the back and welcoming him as one of their own.

As he slipped on the gold jersey handed to him, Brody knew this was where he belonged. The doubts that had weighed on him began to fade, replaced by a sense of purpose. The Golden Army wasn’t just a team—it was a family. And now, Brody was part of that family, ready to take on whatever challenges lay ahead with his brothers by his side. He knew all men should know what true Brotherhood felt like.

[fresh-tattoo]

the way i talk to my fire emblem units when they die is the exact same way coach mcguirk talks to his soccer team in that one episode. you know the one

[fght-ff-yr-dmns]

I've finally completed my Sensible Soccer logo project.

I've created club emblems for all 64 of the original Custom Team clubs from the game!

Now, I understand that for the uninitiated this will seem absolutely bonkers, so please let me explain.

Sensible Soccer was an Amiga & Mega Drive (Genesis) game from 1992 that is a true passion of mine, one which defined my childhood. My story of which is best described here, and was actually acknowledged by the original creator himself, a dream come true.

To cut a long story short, my friends and I created our own unique football (soccer) teams as kids and edited them amongst those above. Why do these random teams exist? I have no idea but we were absolutely obsessed with this nonsense world.

In a fit of nostalgia I decided to re-create these old teams on a modern football game via the editor and give them actual personalities and emblems.

I suck at Photoshop, so many of these were existing images and logos that I painstakingly edited in Microsoft Paint. Some are created from scratch, whilst with others I made small/large edits. Eagle eyed fans might notice a few examples, such as for Dog Wednesday where I used an Aussie Rules football team logo with a little bit of an edit, the same for Enchanted (Benevento Calcio).

I doubt anyone here on Tumblr is old enough to remember this game, but I decided to post this as it’s a project I finally completed.

I blame hyperfocus…

[watchilivealone-episode-493]

나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭 <<링크

나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

한국에서는 한국 그 자체를 상징하는 말로도 쓰이는 동물이고 대한민국 축구 국가대표팀 엠블럼에도 들어간 동물이다. 순우리말로 범이라는 단어가 있고, 잘 발달되고 균형 잡힌 신체 구조와 느리게 움직이다가도 목표물을 향할 때의 빠른 몸놀림 그리고 빼어난 지혜와나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

늠름한 기품을 지녔다 하여 산군(山君), 산령 (山靈), 산신령(山神靈), 산중왕(山中王)으로 불렸다.호랑이의 울음소리도 유명하다. "어흥"이라고 하면 어쩐지 별로 안 무서운 것 같지만, 진짜로 분노한 호랑이의 포효는 동네 개들의 왕왕거리는 방정맞은 것 과는 차원이 다르다. 나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

조상들이 산에서 호랑이 만나면 까무라친다고 말했던 것은 허언이 아니다.[22] 단, 울음소리의 초저주파 때문에 몸이 경직된다는 둥 못 움직이게 한다는 둥, 그런 설은 딱히 별 과학적 근거는 없다. 대신 심리적으로 공포심을 유발할 수는 있지만, 진짜 저주파가 나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

근육을 경직시킨다면 이미 음파병기 개발하고도 남았다. 저 영상 촬영자나 호랑이 울음소리를 들은 동물들도 잘만 도망간다. 애초에 주파수는 신체 자체에 별 영향을 줄 순 없다. 데시벨이라면 모를까. 울음소리도 사냥할때 쓰는 용도가 아니고 경고의 용도이며 사냥할 때는 전혀 울지 않는다.나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

사자의 울음소리와는 비슷하면서도 차이가 좀 있는데, 사자 소리가 좀 둔탁한 느낌이라면 호랑이 울음소리는 더 날카롭고 성깔 있어 보이는 느낌이다.(비교) 둘 다 영역을 침입한 상대에게 날리는 경고의 의사로, 사냥할 때는 이 소리를 내지 않는다.나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

위처럼 흔히 어흥 하는 소리는 화가 났을 때 내는 소리이고 평소에는 이렇게 운다. 설명하자면 매우 낮은 고양이 울음소리이다. 눈표범을 제외하면 의외로 표범아과에 속하는 고양잇과 동물 중에서 고양이와 가장 흡사한 울음소리를 낸다. 사람에게 길들여진 호랑이의 경우, 고양이처럼 사람을 상대로 이소리를 내기도 한다.나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

사람을 죽이고 생포된 호랑이. 눈빛부터가 사람 잡아먹을 기세다. 소리가 크니 주의.[23]흔히 호랑이 울음소리로 표현되는 '어흥' 하는 소리는 주로 싸울 때 낸다.나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

비슷한 대형 고양잇과 동물 중 신체비례 뇌 용적이 약 16%정도 더 큰 것으로 알려져 있다. 사자, 표범, 재규어 3종이 거의 비슷한 크기를 가진 것과는 대조적인 결과다. 그 때문에 호랑이가 타 종에 비해 다소 지능적인 우위를 차���한다고 추측한 적도 있지만, 사실 뇌의 크기와 지능의 연관성은 불확실하다.나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

2020년 4월 5일, 미국 뉴욕시 브롱크스 동물원에 있는 호랑이가 코로나바이러스감염증-19 확진 판정을 받았다. 호랑이의 코로나19 사례는 세계 최초이다. 문제는 호랑이가 어떻게 코로나19에 감염이 됐는지 모른다는 것이다. 동족에 대한 관용성이 커서 2~3마리 정도의 소수 무리를 이루어 살거나 홀로 생활한다. 하지만 무리를 나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

이루더라도 사냥활동은 독립적이다. 주변 환경에 따라 영역범위가 달라지며 주변에서 먹이를 구하기 쉬울 수록 영역범위가 작아진다. 수컷의 경우 암컷을 찾기 위해 좀 더 넓은 영역범위를 가진다. 하지만 환경에 따라 암컷보다 작거나 같을 수도 있다. 대체로 독립을 한 지 얼마 되지 않은 어린 호랑이들은 암컷의 경우, 비교적 무리와 가까운 곳에서 홀로 생활하며 위급할 때에는 도움을 요청하나 나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

수컷의 경우에는 훨씬 멀리 무리와 떨어져서 독립하기 때문에 위기에 빠지는 경우가 더 잦다고 한다. 호랑이의 동족에 대한 애착과 관용심은 크기 때문에 영역 표시나 울음소리를 통해 적극적으로 멀리 떨어진 곳에서도 다른 개체들과 의사소통을나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

하며 동물원에서는 아예 사자들처럼 여러마리가 옹기종기 같이 다니는 모습을 볼 수가 있다. 물론 근본은 혼자 사는 동물인지라 사자처럼 단합된 모습을 보이지는 못한다. 그저 적당히 협력하고 공생하는 정도.링크 나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

A mammal of the carnivora feline family that inhabits Asia[9]. It is the largest of all extant felines, weighing between 100 and 360 kg for males and 70 to 200 kg for females. It is also an endangered species on the IUCN endangered species level EN.나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

There are several theories on the etymology of "tiger", but it seems that the suffix (虎 + 狼 + y) was added to 虎, which means tiger, and 狼, which means wolf, to indicate a carnivorous beast. In Buddhist terminology, it is called Dae-taeok (大蟲) [10]. In the Chinese novel Suhoji, there is a female heroine named Ko Dae-su with the nickname 'Mo Dae-chung (母大蟲)', and Mo Dae-chung also means 'dark tiger'. Seol-young, who appears in the same work, is also nicknamed Byeongdaechung (病大蟲 - A person as brave as a tiger).나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

'Beom', which means tiger, is a pure Korean word. If you just say a tiger, you mean a tiger, but just half a century ago, tigers and leopards were called tigers. Tigers were classified as 'true tigers' or 'tigers', and leopards as 'dog tigers' or 'allak tigers (maehwa tigers)'. In Middle Korean, it was also called 'Zhou Lom' or 'Zhou Lum'.나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

In Korea, the animal is also used as a symbol of Korea itself, and it is also an animal that entered the emblem of the Korean national soccer team. There is a word for tiger in pure Korean, and it is said that it has a well-developed and balanced body structure, quick movement when moving slowly toward a target, and outstanding wisdom and dignified dignity, so it is called Sangun (山君), 나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

Sanryeong (山靈), He was called the Mountain God and King of the Mountain. The cry of a tiger is also famous. Somehow, it sounds like it's not very scary when you say "heung", but the roar of a really angry tiger is on a different level from the roar of the neighborhood dogs. It is not a lie that our ancestors said that if they met a tiger in the mountains, they would die.[22] However, there is no particular scientific basis for such theories, such as that the infrasound of the cry makes the body stiffen and makes it 나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

impossible to move. Instead, it can induce fear psychologically, but if the real low frequency stiffens muscles, it is already enough to develop sonic weapons. The videographer and the animals who heard the tiger cry just run away. In the first place, the frequency cannot have much effect on the body itself. I don't know if it's a decibel. The cry is not for hunting, it is for warning, and it does not cry at all when hunting.나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

It is similar to a lion's roar, but there are some differences. The lion's roar is a bit dull, while the tiger's roar is sharper and more temperamental (comparison). When hunting, it does not make this sound.나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

Like the above, the common buzzing sound is the sound you make when you are angry, and you usually cry like this. To describe it, it's a very low cat meow. Excluding the snow leopard, it makes a cry most similar to that of a cat among feline animals belonging to the subfamily Leopard. In the case of tigers that have been tamed by humans, they also make this sound against humans like cats.나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

A tiger killed and captured. His eyes are ready to eat people. Be careful as the sound is loud.[23]The sound of 'heung', which is often expressed as a tiger's cry, is mainly made during fights.나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭

It is known to have about 16% more brain volume relative to body size than similar large cats. This is in contrast to the fact that the three species of lion, leopard and jaguar are almost the same size. For this reason, it has been speculated that tigers have a somewhat intelligent advantage over other species, but in fact, the link between brain size and intelligence is uncertain.나혼자 산다 493회 다시 보기 493화 이창섭