#The goo also changes colours

[gl0wy-gh0st]

Owo, what's this (help me)

This little parasite has been invading my brain for ages so I had to draw him

I should probably start adding watermarks to my art 😭

[simminginstars]

Updated: How I edit my sims 4 screenshots (night-time edition)

A more detailed editing tut so you can understand my process as it may help you, i edited this relatively quickly and usually spend about 1-2hrs editing something...so let's goo.....

Before taking screenshots:

Help yourself as much as you can in-game, I always make sure there is some sort of light source in my pictures or something interesting that I can add to enhance something already there

Understand good/bad composition and add variety by using different angles

I take LOTS of photos just to end up with 1 or 2 good ones

I'll just be using photoshop for this, but i also like to use the procreate app as i'm more confident w it.

step1: I check if there are any major glitches or hard areas e.g, fingers elbows etc.. that have sharp points and pull them in liquify so they are smooth. Then use curves to change the contrast.

step2: *duplicates image* using the dodge and burn tools (keyboard shortcut: o ) i'll add emphasis to highlights and shadows (be careful with these as the dodge tool can ruin the image if used in excess) *merges image* (i duplicate and merge as i go, utilise using lots of layers so you can go back if you mess up/ want to change the opacity of an effect.)

step3: making light sources POP. *new layer* change blending mode to overlay or soft light and choose a colour you like.

step4: *new layer* draw hair strands. i just use a basic round brush in photoshop and change the hardness or i'll use a sharp caligraphy type brush depending on my sims hair type. (i try not to overdo it as i like maxis hair and don't want it to look too realistic)

step5: i would then add a new layer and set the blending mode to multiply to add more shadows, but i don't feel like i need to at this point.

step6: *duplicates image* go to filter > camera raw filter, i change the "light" and "curve" panels, i like green tints in my screenshots especially the night ones. (this is where all the magic happens really so just adjust all the channels to your liking, lightroom is also really good to use)

step7: *create new layer* blending mode: screen or linear dodge (add) / makeup and finishing touches! - for this look i'll get stars and glitter pngs off google or unsplash same for the smoke, though if i'm using procreate they have free brushes for that :')

step8: add light leaks as they add some fun dynamic lighting and textures to your screenshots. (i also flip my image horizantally [image > image rotation > flip canvas horizontally] whilst editing as it's like a "fresh pair of eyes" when you've been editing for a while so you can see what looks off)

final step: merge all the layers (though i do merge along the way once i'm happy with something) go to filter > sharpen > smart sharpen. I leave it as the default setting.

extra step if u want: for party pics i might add chromic abberation here is a 60 second tutorial on youtube it makes the pic look cool and trippy.

And you're done!! congrats on surviving. if you have any questions please send them in my ask box so others can see and get help too.

[first-time-tma]

I do not know if we already asked you that but how do you imagine the character design/physics of...well, all of the main chracters in TMA ?

Thank you for the question!!

Okay, tbh: i was already influenced a lot by many of the fanarts I have seen, but lets goo...

Jon: short, dark skin, black hair with white streaks. Glasses till season 4, brown eyes that turn green during season 5. His hair is long till over his shoulders and he sometimes ties it together with a bun. In season 1 he was dressed veey formally and his hair was a lot shorter, it changed drastically over the years and now he just looks disheveled haha. In season 3 he sometimes wears earrings.

Martin: Blond hair, short in season 1, grows longer till over his ears. Curly. He has a lot of freckles. A lot taller and bigger than Jon and just... soft. Also glasses, round ones. Always wears sweaters. Has two golden earrings which je wears all the time. Only takes them off when he meets lucas

Sasha: black skin, dreadlocks with pearls and stones in them. Glasses (why do all of them wear glasses???), likes to wear long, flowy skirts.

Tim: tall, dark hair, has this whole "beach guy" look. Face full of worm scars, but in Basira's words: "actually looks hot with them" (she is so gay that thats a BIG compliment haha). Likes to wear increasingly more ugly shirts in season 1 and 2 to annoy Jon. Stops this after season 2 finale

Basira: slightly darker skin, wears a hijab. Light purple colour. During season 3 she often wears a lot of jewelry and is a lot more relaxed, in season 4 nothing like it. Always has a book in her bag. Brown eyes.

Daisy: Short hair, a bit shorter than Basira but extremely dangerous looking. Has some scars around her neck area but no one but Basira knows from where. Im season 4 her hair grows longer, she wears a lot of comfy sweaters. Tries to seperate herself from her old self. Season 3 wears a lot of training shorts/ very practical clothes to fight and run in.

Melanie: curly hair. Blond. The tipps are coloured but she changes the colour all the time. Wears What the ghost hoodies. Has a nose piercing.

Georgie: dark skin. Wears tons of jewlery, the more the better. Curly, dark hair, often worn as a big bun on top of her head. Loves extravagant clothes, long skirts and crochet tops.

I will probably do the more characters some time but have this so far!!!

I hope you like it, like I said I have a lot of the ideas from fanarts, etc that I have seen on here but a few ideas are my own! :)

[ashtxeman]

Okay this tag on my Black Friday post SENT me so I have to do it, here’s my thoughts on what every Lord in Black’s apotheosis would look like.

All - Every apotheosis causes an upsurge in violence in infected individuals and an extreme desire to spread the apotheosis globally. All infected also inherit blood, spit, tears, eye colour, etc that resembles the colour of the related Lord in Black. Use TGWDLM as an example of these phenomena. 

Wiggly - As we know from Black Friday, Wiggly’s apotheosis causes an extreme admiration for Wiggly himself. All sense of identity remains and the original individual is still conscious, but their mentality is rewired to worship Wiggly and all other previous desires and dreams are forgotten about in favour of him. Rather than being part of a hive-mind, all infected retain their own thoughts but still gather in cultish groups, led by an elected prophet with direct communication to Wiggly in the Black and White (someone like Wilbur or Linda). Appearance-wise, the infected may appear with green spots or tufts of fur across their body, and more notably have tentacles wrapped around their limbs. In other cases the infected may be able to summon tentacles from their mouths or backs and these can function as additional appendages.

Pokey - Of course we know all about Pokey’s apotheosis from TGWDLM, but I’ll drop some additional stuff anyway. All sense of original identity is erased upon infection, internally and mentally the infected individual is entirely rewritten but retains the notable qualities and mannerisms of the individual they used to be, largely to fool the uninfected into a more vulnerable position by presenting as the people they love. The infected have an innate desire to sing and dance and to accompany this inherit the ability to do so as if they are a trained professional, making for some interesting numbers. Song and dance is a primary form of communication amongst the infected and they favour this above talking, as it can be used to daze the uninfected. This apotheosis functions as a hive-mind which is controlled by a central system or a ‘leading man’, mainly Pokey himself but equally so Paul Matthews. Appearance-wise the infected look largely the same as before infection, with the exception of them now producing the apotheosis-inducing goo, increasing the level of contamination. The infected retain any injuries sustained to them prior to infection, whether deadly or not, but do not experience pain or symptoms related to them once infection has taken place.

Tinky - Arguably the most chaotic of the bunch, those under Tinky’s influence inherit his unpredictable nature as well as his laugh, essentially becoming inferior versions of Tinky himself. The original individual remains but their personality is altered and heightened to make a ‘bastard’ version of who they were before, meaning they are the worst version of themselves, think Hyde from Jekyll and Hyde. The infected are purposely altered from their original selves to be recognisable but completely insufferable to be around, just a bunch of assholes really. Appearance-wise this apotheosis changes people most, with infected often gaining yellow spots or tufts of fur (similar to Wiggly’s), alongside blue tongues and horizontal goat pupils. In rare cases the infected may gain horns and pointed ears, furthering their likeness towards Tinky’s. The infected are natural hoarders and enjoy collecting things for their ‘toy box’, becoming violent if anything of theirs is threatened. Despite this territorial nature, the infected enjoy being amongst each other and can often be found in large groups, or ‘herds’, hunting the uninfected or creating other entertainment for themselves for the shits and giggles. At times, upon the discovery of an uninfected individual, the infected may claim the uninfected as their own and toy around with them instead of infecting them (sound familiar, teddy bear?).

Blinky - In contrast to Tinky this is probably the least chaotic apotheosis, although upon initial infection people experience an extreme surge in violence and attack anybody around them with the intent to kill, and stop at nothing until their goal is fulfilled. During this period it is possible to reverse the apotheosis, although difficult, however once this period has passed the apotheosis is irreversible and the individual is now fully infected. When fully infected, people essentially act as walking cameras, wandering around aimlessly and keeping watch for any uninfected. Individuals will retain a sense of self but become quiet, hardly ever speaking. Instead the infected use blinking or otherwise telepathy as their primary form of communication, as this is more secretive and prevents the interference of the uninfected, making it easier to arrange ambushes and spread apotheosis. Appearance-wise the infected gain several more eyes on their body, mostly the cheeks and arms, of which they are able to see out of simultaneously. This makes them keen observers and incredibly difficult to avoid alerting. Infected may also gain purple discolouration on their body, primarily around the hands and face. If an uninfected individual makes eye contact with an infected individual, they will experience paranoia and fear that they are being watched, making them easier to ambush.

Nibbly - A close second to the chaos that Tinky creates, those under Nibbly’s apotheosis gain a similar territorial nature, although for food instead of trinkets and toys. Infected people develop an insatiable appetite and if their access to food is threatened they will quickly become violent. The infected function in an almost opposite manner to Pokey’s apotheosis, preferring to keep to themselves rather than join in groups, however this preference can change in certain situations. For example, two infected will fight amongst themselves, but if an uninfected individual is spotted they will immediately team up to spread the apotheosis. Food is a popular contaminant of the infection and this makes it incredibly difficult for the uninfected to survive. Appearance-wise, the infected have larger mouths and can even gain extra teeth, usually in the mouth but sometimes appearing on other areas of the body. They are able to unhinge their jaw which makes for a formidable bite. The infected often froth at the mouth and this contributes heavily to the contamination of food. Additionally, the infected can have pink spots on their body or pink streaks in their hair, and their mannerisms change to adopt a less complex speech pattern with an accompanying gravelly voice. Individuals under this apotheosis operate best at night as they are good at stalking people and require less people present for an ambush.

[autisticlancemcclain]

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When the morning sun bleeds into the room, it wakes Keith up alone.

It’s a strange way to wake up; being exceptionally aware that you are alone. He has woken up alone for most of his life. It is not something he usually notices. But this morning, in a strange bed that he has slept in for who knows how long, in a room he has recovered in for who knows how long, on a planet he had only intended to visit, he wakes up and has the distinct thought: No one is sleeping next to me.

He gets up carefully, gentle with the comforter, gentler with his injured leg. He’s intimately aware of how much he would appreciate a wash, or a change of clothes. His own clothes, even, although he realises with a lump in his throat how impossible that truly is. 

He limps slowly out of the room, wincing at the loud creak of the floorboards. The walk down the hallways is less daunting with the late morning light, although this time there’s no one busy in the kitchen. Confused, Keith backtracks some, peeking into the other rooms that branch off the hall in search of the man he’d slept with last night.

Well. Slept next to. Whatever.

The first room is small, a pantry of some kind. The many shelves are lined with jars of preserves, brightly coloured labels stuck crookedly on the glass. A variety of dried plants and meats hang from the ceiling, along with some other things that Keith doesn’t recognise. The next door is what must be the guest room that was the source of last night’s argument; the bed is under the window instead of perpendicular to it, and admittedly is too small to fit Keith comfortably. It’s much sparser than the other bedroom, too, although there are still shelves lining the wall. 

Keith checks a couple other rooms, none of which seem to have a specific purpose, until finally he opens the door to what appears to be a bathroom. With a shower. 

He’s inside and locking the door behind him before he can think otherwise. His hand lingers on the doorknob for a moment, shifting from foot to foot with indecision. This isn’t…his house. Every step in the unfamiliar environment reminds him of that. But he also needs a shower so quiznacking badly. His fur is matted. He swears he can feel his skin crawling, even though he knows he’s been cared for. He needs to wash between his ears.

He makes a decision, and steps away from the door. 

The bathroom is well-stocked. In a cabinet next to the door Keith finds several fluffy towels, of which he takes two – they’re human-sized. He finds several dozen bottles of various soaps, none of which he recognises, so he just chooses the one he thinks smells the nicest. He spends more time than he is willing to admit trying to figure out the knobs to get the water running (why don’t Earthlings have buttons for everything like normal people) but standing under that steaming spray is – relieving, to say the least. He spends a decent chunk of time just standing under the spray, letting the high pressure undo some of the knots in his back. He tries to stay conscientious of the water, though, figuring it’ll shut itself off soon, so he pulls himself out of the spray and starts to lather himself up.

It takes a long-ass time to untangle his hair. Long enough that the water gets cold – which is not something Keith expected in the slightest and made him actually genuinely scream – and Keith shuts it off to work the soap through the snorzlak’s nest that lies on top of his head, as his mother would say. Once he’s rinsed all the suds out of his hair and gotten used to the water, he lets his injured and newly undressed leg soak under the spray for a while, cleaning off the blood and scabs and other disgusting shit Keith’s can’t look at without wanting to throw up. The cool water does feel nice on it, though, clueing him into just how painful it really has been.

By the time he’s finally clean and stepping out of the shower, he’s so loose and relieved that he’s practically goo. The towels are soft and fluffy and blissfully abrasive as he scrubs it through his hair and over his skin, tying two together at his hips once’s he’s no longer dripping. He pokes around the bathroom in search for a fangbrush, finding something similar behind the mirror next to a tube of something called ‘toothpaste’. Keith shrugs and puts a dollop of the goopy stuff on his finger, rubbing it all over his teeth and following it with the fangbrush.

He gags.

“Dat thit ith dithguthting,” he spits, hunching over the sink and using the fangbrush desperately on his tongue. The horrible paste only lathers, spilling out onto his lips where it burns, so he twists the faucet on full blast and sticks his mouth under it.

“Why ith it burning more,” he despairs, spitting the water out and scraping the nasty stuff out with his fingers. His mouth still smarts and stings. He’s never has anything like that in his life – it’s spicy, but cold? Somehow? It’s fucking disgusting. Why is that the flavour of a – of a tooth cleaner, stars above. 

Mouth as normal as he is going to get it, he dries off his face and steps away, setting the fangbrush neatly on the counter and shoving the hellish ‘toothpaste’ back where he found it. He frowns at his pile of discarded clothes, debating putting them back on, but ultimately can’t make himself. They’re half-ripped and kind of gross. He’s newly cleaned. Walking around in a towel isn’t ideal, but maybe there’s spare clothing in the bedroom? He’ll figure it out. 

Making note to come back and clean up his clothes for later, he unlocks the bathroom door and steps into the hallway, shivering at the sudden blast of cooler air that makes his fur stick up more than it already does. He pads down the hall back to the bedroom, pushing open the slightly open door and –

“Oh, Jesus.” 

Eggs splat on the ground as a basket tumbles out of startled hands. The human makes a scrambled, aborted move to catch it, but it’s far too late, and yolk stains the wooden panelling and what feels like half the room in a stark mirror to last night. His face is bright, supernova red, and he looks everywhere but at Keith.

Keith swallows. “Um. Hello.”

“Hello,” the man responds, but his voice dips and cracks more times than Keith would think possible in one word. He says nothing else, still looking resolutely away.

“I took a shower.”

“I can. See that.” Then, under his breath: “Believe me.”

“I hope that was okay,” Keith says nervously. If that’s the problem, then things are going to get awkward. Is it – rude, in Earth culture? Keith’s not sure. His father had told him more things than he could ever remember, but he wasn’t a great source on etiquette. 

“No, it’s fine. I just.” The human clears his throat. “Your clothes weren’t in the best shape, huh?”

Keith inclines his head. “Not really.”

The man looks up at him, finally. He meets Keith’s eyes for a brief second and then his gaze drops to his chest, where it stays. Keith frowns. He’s been informed that he tends to – glare at people, when he doesn’t mean to. He makes an effort to soften his face, although he’s not sure it does much. 

“Do you have – pants, or something? I don’t know that they’ll fit, but I can –”

“Oh, fuck, yeah, hold on.” Some of the strangeness of the human’s expression thankfully seems to fade as he rushes over to a folded set of clothes on a chair, holding them out to Keith. Keith takes them gratefully.

“I didn’t – know your size, obviously. And I didn’t want to leave you here alone. So. This is technically a toga. That’s my bad. It should cover, though? Hopefully. It worked for the Greeks.” He laughs nervously. “You don’t know who the Greeks are. Um.”

“I know who the Greeks are,” Keith says, smiling. The human meets his eyes and then quickly looks back away, redness making his cheeks glow again. “My father used to tell me all kinds of stories from Ancient Greece. I liked hearing about Artemis most.”

The human looks Keith up and down, gobsmacked. “Your…dad.”

“Yes.’

“And your dad was a…frequent visitor of Earth?”

“Oh, not really,” Keith dismisses, unfolding the soft material and holding it up to his chest, trying to find somewhere to put his head. “He never bothered going back once he was wormholed home. To Daizabaal, I mean. But he told me lots of stories growing up to make sure I was familiar with my heritage.” 

“You’re human?”

“Half, yes.” He finally finds the hole and tugs it over his head, smiling triumpahntly. He drapes the fabric over his shoulders and cicnhes it at the waist, letting the towel drop. It’s a tad bit shorter than he would like, but it’s better than before, so he shrugs at lets it be.

“That’s – you’re fucking – I didn’t know – okay.” The human holds up a hand. “Okay, time out. There is egg on the floor. I keep dropping shit. You have – really nice legs, holy shit, that is not the focus. I’m gonna.” He points to the door. “I’m gonna go take five minutes to calm my shit. Then I’m gonna come back here and clean up these eggs before they cement themselves to the floor. Then I have – questions, okay. Lots of them.”

“I don’t know what cement is,” Keith admits. “But, um. Sounds like a plan. I’m gonna look around, if that’s okay…?”

“Knock yourself out,” the human says, sighing, then leaves without a word.

Keith blinks. Then he smiles, a little sad around the edges. He hasn’t heard that idiom in many years. As out of place as he feels right now, pieces of home – pieces of his father – keep popping up everywhere. It’s a nice reminder for why he came, even though it feels like everything has changed in a small amount of time. 

Conscious of the timeline the human gave him, Keith searches the room quickly in hopes to find his pack, and sees it hung on a row of hooks on the back of the door, burn holes carefully patched with neat stitches. He lifts the bag gently, swallowing back the lump in his throat at the familiar rough texture of the fabric, and heads back out towards the kitchen and living room area he saw last night. He sits gingerly down at the corner of the couch and unties the top of the bag, pulling out each piece and laying it on the low-laying table in the middle of the room. 

The pieces of his comm are the first to come out. There’s no spiderweb cracking of the screen, no chunks missing, just a clean crack down the middle – Keith has no idea how that one happened. A laser shot of some kind, maybe, although he doesn’t remember hearing any fired as he was shot out of the sky. Next is his field journal, a little singed around the edges but mostly unscathed, then the shrinkpacks of supplies – food, water pouches, a bedroll, some clothes. He’ll have to regenerate them later, see if they’re still useful. Hopefully.

Finally, cradled at the bottom of his back, are his photos – he lets out a huge sigh of relief. They have, miraculously, seemed to have taken no damage from the crash. In fact they’re more pristine than Keith himself. He brushes his finger over the oldest one, of his mother and father right after Keith was born, holding him. The shape of his mother’s hair and his father’s smile have been smudged over the years, from years and years of his – often dirty, he was a messy child – touch, but it is familiar and grounding and reliving to have with him. 

“So,” says the human, startling him as he sits heavily on the couch, “The world is a weird goddamn place.”

He looks weary. The bags under his eyes are marginally less heavy than they were last night, maybe, but tiredness still sags at his shoulders, sallows his skin. His blinks are long and heavy, like he’s struggling to keep his eyes open. Despite that, he looks at Keith with brown eyes bright with determination and attention.

“It is.”

“I’m Lance.”

“Keith.”

Lance’s eyebrows raise. 

“Odd name, I know. I can go by Yorak if it’s easier –”

“No, no, Keith is actually quite –” He pauses, eyebrows raising even farther. His mouth gets pinched with poorly concealed amusement. “Yorak?”

Keith sighs. “It was the name my mother intended to give me. My father was insistent on Keith, though. It’s okay. Most people just call me Yorak, anyway. Keith is a bit of a mouthful.”

Lance loses his battle, head tucked to muffle his giggles. 

“No, Keith is fine. It’s your name, after all. It’s just – I think I know nineteen different Keiths. I wasn’t expecting such a common name for someone so –” he looks up, smile suddenly shy – “extraordinary.”

That…makes a lot of sense, actually. Somehow Keith had never considered that his name might be common on Earth. He figured his dad just made it up. Seemed like something he would do.

“...Oh.”

“I can call you Yorak, if you like,” Lance offers. His mouth twitches again. “I promise I can do it without laughing. As soon as I stop hearing 80s anime villains in my head every time I hear it, we’ll be set.”

Keith has no idea what any of that means. But he waves a hand anyway, dismissive. “Keith is fine.”

Lance sticks out a hand. Keith stares at it. 

“In some cultures on Earth, humans greet each other by shaking hands,” Lance explains.

Keith tilts his head. “But we’ve already met.”

“Officially, I mean.”

“Oh.” Keith hesitantly reaches out and wraps his hand around Lance’s. His hand is soft, and his fingers are cold. “Like this?”

Lance smiles, softly this time, lifting and dropping their joined hands in an intentional movement. 

“Welcome to Earth, Keith.”

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[nostraightheadcanons]

What would a Genre Swap between DJ Subatomic Supernova and SAYU be like?

Introducing D33P S3A and SGR! The genre swaps between Sayu & DJ Subatomic Supernova!

Co designed and drawn By Mod R and Mod Nine We came up with a few things regarding them both! Read below because it gets a bit lengthy

SGR:

- Sayu is no longer a virtual mermaid but a runaway alien from a planet far out of the Milky Way, she crashed landed onto the outskirts of vinyl city in her escape pod where a group of teens found her during their annual stargazing trip. (the sayu crew!) they found a mysterious lump of brightly coloured pink and blue goo inside this mysterious pod and when Tila was the first to open the hatch the goo formed to resemble someone like her. (The hair, the baggy clothes etc) The only sounds she could make at the time were her own alien language and the word Pi. The crew later named her Pisces taking inspo from the constellation - The SGR crew run a radio station that focuses on space exploration and are a Nu Disco band named SGR. (Which means Soft Gamma ray but later was changed to Star Girl Radio) The crew end up housing Pisces and try and hide the fact they have a literal wanted alien with them. She soon turns into their mascot and the lead singer for their band. Tila taught her to sing and they both sing lead. Whilst Dodo / Sofa / Remi add their own respective styles to the music. So their music is a whole mix of flavours that culminate into one groovy intergalactic disco. They’re the charters of Cast Tech; They only found out Pisces could groove once she was messing with the turntables in their studio and her goo like hands got stuck on some records on the deck. Cue impromptu groove session - The SGR crew have a way more prominent roll and influence here; They help make Cast Tech into a hub for citizens that a bit more out of this world that they let on. If you get my drift. - Personality wise she’s more than she lets on; though bubbly and curious about this new found world around her she’s actually pretty smart and strategic. She’s helping SGR build new tech and devices and is low-key their mechanic at times. Being an alien has its advantages when it comes to tech. Although music is a new addition she isn’t familiar with. She’s a bit quirky, loud and kind of out there but she means well - Mod Nine

D33P S3A: - Personality wise he still follows the canon djss arrogance. In this version D33p S3a might be more ignorant than arrogant, caring about himself and his work more than being better. Ignoring a lot that doesnt benefit or impact himself directly. This would also explain why he is the last on the leaderboard and not caring about it. - He will boast about sea and it's creatures, calling bbj amoebas and plankton's on many instances. Instead of space manipulation, he is capable of manipulating water. The ability to change size still retains and is using it in the boss battle through the phases, just like djss. - His battle goes from the shore where you meet him up into deep deep waters. In each and every phase the background gets darker and harder to beat, up until the final phase where everything seems to be almost pitch dark, safe for some visuals to fight. D33p s3as jacket seems to be have some glowing details, putting him into the spotlight. (It also seems to be reversible and have webbed hands) - His occupation is marine biologist, a well known and respected one. He spent majority of his life learning about sea. His occupation as an artist was just a side hobby, that gotten out of hand and landed him in this position. He uses the status that came with it to fund his research - Mod R

[tetraandtheapples]

Quickie Template doodle?????? Got bored halfway so his clothes don't have the same colouring style as his face/hair LMAO

This was my attempt at drawing cornrows first time.......... Ehgh???? Ehh?????????? My issue halfway was that he looked kinda bald but now I'm a bit.... he looks too hairy HEHAHAHA

Based on my discussion with @fishfrypi about Template's hair....... He was the one to first bring up Cornrows and I fell in love guh...... Template's whole deal is that he tries way too hard to NOT be like Error so I think while Error would have wild and crazy afro-ish/dreads maybe (undecided) (hobo core) Template would have this to keep his hair somewhat contained.... (I like to imagine especially whenever Errors get mad/emotionally strong their hair puffs up like static electricity..... This is also a way for Template to keep his hair tucked down LMAO)

Guhhhgh I have a lot more to say so guhhh below the cut.......

Oh yeah. Oh yeah that's right you pressed READ MORE I guess somepony wants to hear about my hair head canons. Head. Like head of hair? Haha geddit??? anyways

INK

Erm so I did actually draw him but I'm not very confident in bald people yet. Anyways spoiler alert he's bald..... More specifically Alopecia Universalis

Yeagh guh..... I think he would wear out a lot of wigs because of this and draw on eyebrows and such. He's never wearing the same wig two days in a row and is always experimenting..... Little creature. They're my favourite.

I think he would wear all kinds of wigs!!! Bright & Bold vs Normal and inconspicuous... depends on how he's feeling!!! Hair is very much an expression of oneself, and Ink has some issues with that I think..... He's a bit disconnected from reality in a way, literally viewing everyone around him as "fictional characters." (I am NOT letting people forget this factoid it's literally my favourite thing about him. I love you Ink)

I think he changes a lot about himself depending on who he's talking to, minus possibly Error who he goes and harasses with all of his weirdness LMAO. And I think the wigs are a way of representing that almost!!! He's an ever changing ball of goo.

Also. The reason why Alopecia Universalis and not just general baldness.... His eyebrows. No hair. He has to draw them on. Eyebrows are probably the main visual way we communicate emotions. Ink has emotion issues. Yeah. I want to kill him too.

DREAMTALE TWINS

Yeah this is going in no particular order just how they pop up in my mind. Also lumping these two together for reasons that shall be explored in a minute.....

These two! My favourites. Twins twins twins..... I love to see them as identical so their hair shall be, too.

I imagine their hair would be brown and a bit curly/wavy..... Trust the process gamers.....

These queens make it seem like their hair is much more clean than it is but no it's probably very dirty covered in twigs and shit. Tree boys.

I'm stuck between how long it should be.... Since they're very young I imagine not that long... But as they get older and Dream and Nightmare drift apart, maybe their hair length changes/differs?

Dream with the villagers gets imposed with male hair standards so it gets cut short, meanwhile Nightmare is neglected (nobody touching stinky demon hair!) and his hair is left to grow long........ More difference in their hair shows their widening relationship oooooooh writing!!!!! Metaphor alert! Metaphor alert! SOS! SOS!

DREAM & SWAN

So yeah uh blatantly stealing the hair apple magic thing from This Post. Because it's a cool concept!!!!!!!!! What the hell!!!!!!!!!! They're my favourites!!!!!!!!

So I think Dream and Swan's hair would look very similar.... With possibly streaks of golden blonde/black respectively. Maybe if you were to really, really compare Swan's hair would be a bit more straight and Dream's more bouncy/curly. (I know I've drawn Swan with total pitch black hair before. But. That was then.... This is the Future....)

And length is where I stumble a bit again!!!!! Because I am. Quite literally obsessed with the idea of Positivity representing stasis/tranquility vs Negativity representing momentum/drive towards change (Both of which are important for a healthy individual!!! I think I should say this.)

However I really really want Swan to have long hair vs Dream having shorter hair. Remnants from their upbringing maybe?

But for Swan is seems less practical to be running around with a whole set of hair... I imagine it would be especially easy for Swad to swoop in and nap him by it, which makes even less sense for him to have it around.... guh

When I do draw him with longer hair I love to image he plats it like so. Keeps it all tucked away under his hood so no Bird man can come in and yoink him away (and leave an obvious patch of burnt hair where he touched it LMAO)

Dream having shorter hair at least makes a little sense in my view.... He keeps it short because its what he's used to... But I also really love the idea of him growing it longer in remembrance of Nightmare and their shared history. He's definitely not as crazy as Swad is about living Dreamtale again! And knows logically that he would never want to subject Night to the abuse that went on behind the scenes..... But he would still like to have his brother back to reconnect and to try and make up for all of it.

Probably something like this?? But more messy?????? Dream to me would seem like a very clean guy but actually is very disorganised and messy. He would roll around in dirt for fun if he could.

So I'm very stuck on their length..... Need to think about it some more. As for facial hair, I do like to think of the twins as generally clean shaven? Not that they shave per say but just don't grow facial hair LOL..... I am definitely not opposed to bearded twins though, I just need to see a beard design I actually like for them before I go fluffing them up HEHAHA.

Hmmm now that I'm actually seeing the hair styles I can actually see Swan wearing the short hair vs Dream with the long...... Maybe I just needed an image guh HEHEHEHE

SWAD

Swad..... My beloved...... My precious..... YOU'RE MY FAVOURITE did you know.

Swad hair I imagine is long as...... However in contrast to Dream's brown-golden hair it's just straight up pure blonde.... Glowing a little, too!!! Hell, I imagine it even floats a little around his shoulders like an aura, or halo of some kind.... ethereal LMAO (I could imagine him maybe with a few brown tips like his original hair colour, but they'd be very unnoticeable..... Maybe when the hair falls out it turns back into it's original colour gehehe)

This is where the twins' hair texture comes in a bit. Because I imagine apple transformative character design magic not just altering the hair colour, but also texture.... Where his hair was once maybe wavy, it's now fully curly.

I also like to imagine his hair is very very frizzy and heat damaged due to his general core temperature being off the charts.... It all curls around him, framing his face (egotist i hate him)

I don't view Swad as somebody who takes care of himself very well. He cares about his appearance, sure, but when actually practicing self care, he's kinda actually the worst.... HEHAHA. He lets his hair grow all long but that's okay because it all floats around him anyway. He doesn't wash it, but that's okay too because any bugs that try to inhabit his scalp instantly combust upon entering a 1m radius HEHAHA. I would be a little worried about sebum, but it's hard to tell.......

Reddit says not to try and evaporate the oils but only because it'll cause heat damage to your hair and skin.... Which wouldn't affect Sol in the first place HEHAHA (hottie!!) So it's hard to say really. Even if his hair was really oily I don't think it would be that noticeable, his hair already shines with or without oil HEHEHE.

NIGHTMARE

Nightmare. Now THIS One. He's my favourite.

Opposite of Swad time baby...... Where the twins' hair was kinda wavy, Swad's is more curly, Nightmare is dead straight..... Like a cloak.

I don't think it even behaves like hair anymore really. You could separate it, but it acts more like a cloak or window blind than actual hair. It sticks all together because of the slime.... Slimey man... His hair is literally "depressed" and flat lol

Like these two images, but DEFINITELY not as shiny...... It's very dull/matte, could definitely camouflage into the darkness/shadows if you didn't know what to expect. As dark and black as you can get with hair.

It's always Dreamtale where I get stuck on long vs short..... On one hand I think long would come a lot more naturally to Nightmare's whole design.... It makes him look less humanoid almost, hiding his form... On the other though, character-wise I could see him cutting it shorter.

I always thought of Nightmare Dreamtale to be a lot more.... royalty oriented than the others. Swad perceives himself as a God, sure, but Nightmare I think need to do little things to make himself feel better/"prove" he is in control of his life.... Him actually cutting it shorter in contrast to how he had his hair longer when he was younger (more weak and pathetic)..... I think it would be neat!!!! But sigh. ilu nightmare

KILLER (Honourable Mention)

Killer. My favourite of them all!!!!!

Okay this one is an honourable mention because I had. absolutely zero opinions about Killer's hair. Until. UNTIL.

Cowsmilkzz's design. Oh my god.

Oh my god

OH MY GOD

Absolute no notes. This is stunning. Killer skinhead was not something I knew I needed until I saw it....... I feel like if I saw Killer walking down the street coming in my direction I SHOULD feel the need to cross to the other side. Please go away. I don't wanna be mugged/murdered. Especially the face tattoo there are absolute no notes. A+++++

They seem to be more active on Insta so like please please pretty please. Go to their Insta and follow them there........ They post other humanoid skeleton art I'm absolutely in love with it's so cool. (I'm decently certain they've got one slot open for a commission!!!!! Wink wink nudge nudge) https://www.instagram.com/cowsmilkzz/ https://www.instagram.com/cowsmilkzz/ https://www.instagram.com/cowsmilkzz/

And yeagh guh. That's all folks........

By the by if you love hair (autism) as much as I do please consider checking out "Sister, dear" by honey_bubbletea33 on Ao3!!! Fem human versions of the characters and it's amazing. I loved it. 10/10 read absolutely worth your time

[lsleofthelost]

once again, im here with set pictures, info from the set designer, Mark Hofeling, and my own commentary on it. this time, i wanna share stuff on Isle of the Lost from Descendants 2.

post about Isle of the Lost in part one

post about Maleficent's castle

Ursula's Fish and Chips Shoppe:

About Ursula's place: "Like all the imprisoned villains on the Isle of the Lost, Ursula has had to find a way to make ends meet. Thus her Fish and Chips Shoppe is right at the tide line of the prison island. I wanted the feel of a faded old carnival attraction, still alluring despite its decay."

"Uma (China Anne McClain) and her pirate gang, including her trusted lieutenants Harry Hook (Thomas Doherty) and Gil (Dylan Playfair) rally to take back what is theirs in Uma's mother's dingy tidal pool of a Fish and Chips Shoppe."

"A detail of the menu board and specials in Ursula's Fish and Chips Shoppe."

i think this gives us info on the money on the Isle. there are two units, m and n, and there are a 100n in 1m. i think the prices are comprable to us dollars back like 30-40 years ago? which further supports my theory that the Isle is stuck in the past, in the time of their imprisonment. the menu itself has some genuine regular items, like fish cakes, dumplings, but most of them are isle specials, like pond scum, shell smell, and gulf goo. which i think is hilarious considering Ursula and Uma still just serve them whatever.

"A detail of Uma's coral throne."

Isle of the Lost:

"A view of Low Tide Lane on the Isle of the Lost. Having been an isolated prison island for decades now, the idea was that every slat and board is on its 9th or 10th life, and every object not screwed down had changed grubby hands hundreds of times."

they kept the dirty candy colour palette! and i love how they truly kept to the 'everything is used and stolen 10 times over' philosophy.

this is the Bazaar, which is another market on the Isle. there is one in the main square and then this is the one closer to the docks, we can see Mal riding through it in D2. here, we once again see the money measurement. and i think it's intereting to see that crab and potatoes are priced higher than other things. i also like the 'satisfaction no guaranteed' sign.

Curl Up and Dye:

"Drizella's Curl Up and Dye on the Isle of the Lost is where Mal and Evie load up on chemicals for their showdown with Uma's pirate gang. So more than a hair salon as absurd as the rest of the Isle, it also had to be a repository for all kinds of chemistry and alchemy. The idea here was that out of every 100 of young Dizzy's experimental, chemical beauty concoctions, 99 blow up."

"The ever-unpredictable dye distillery."

"A detail of the dry chemistry set up."

i like that the base for this is a rough finish, like a construction before any renovation. and then its just neon splashes and broken mirrors from Dizzy's experiments. also i like the note that it's more chem lab than a salon.

Rotten four's hideout:

"The VK's hideout was always a place of respite from their raging and overbearing parents. It's where the VK's purloined all the best stuff on the Isle, and where Mal perfected her street art. "

this is Mal's room! which confirms for me that she doesn't live with her mother, at least not full time.

im kinda sad that we didn't get a view of the side with all those board games (kitchen, i think?) but even just these pictures are full of interesting details! as far as i saw only Mal's and Jay's 'Long Live Evil' tags are on the walls, i think it's because it was theirs first. i like the thorns that are circling the walls, like Maleficent's thorns around Sleeping Beauty's castle. they have some kind of an old school sound system, too! which i can i assume they use when throwing parties. and there are bikes, probably repaired 10 times over, but prised nonetheless. also, i thought that the green lamp in Mal's room is a hookah lol

Uma's ship:

"Uma and her pirate gang rule the rotting docks and rocky edge of the Isle of the Lost."

"Uma's HQ is this ruined pirate ship. After all the Disney Villains were relocated to the Isle of the Lost, all the ships that brought them were scuttled and they were all locked behind an enchanted barrier. So this is one of many wrecks in these waters, including the sails of the ship, rammed into her side. We found real tall-ship riggers for this work, and they used 10,000 feet of rope in the process."

i love that they really rigged that ship! i think it's a detail that shows that Uma's pirates are real professionals.

"This photo shows the "rickety" and treacherous landscape of the rotten docksides. This became the setting of a 20 person melee to rescue King Ben and escape the Isle and Uma's vengeful clutches."

we can see Uma's 'We ride with the tide' tag in the bg, signifying that this is her territory.

there are a lot of cool details but what i'm focusing on here are the old school washing machines, again showing us how the Isle is frozen in time. im assuming theyre on the docks because this is where the water is.

i am looking to make another post with details from D3, here's hoping i'll get to it sooner than i did this follow up

[numberonetacostan]

Object anatomy confuses me.

I think there would be certain traits unique to certain objects/types of objects, like plant objects changing with the season or metal objects getting rusted or food objects being able to get mouldy (I like to go with the hjfone interpretation that they don't mold over time like actual food but can catch mold from something)

Speaking of mold do things like Taco's fillings have to be replaced even if she didn't catch mold or do they just stay the same all the time?

There's also things like OJ being sick when he doesn't have orange juice which would would probably apply to any object like that (also other things like Clocks feeling like that when the time on them isn't right?)

Do they have organs? I mean box was able to drown but that could just be her being cardboard and getting too soggy to swim back up (possibly) I don't think when they were created Mephone really had things like organs in mind especially since he doesn't have any.

Speaking of, Mephone didn't really have any interaction with any objects other than Cobs so I wouldn't be surprised if, compared to the same objects from the outside, the contestants are different or wrong in some way.

That could be in gijinkas just those made by Mephone4 being off in some way, not immediate in your face but in the way of if an outsider looked hard enough and/or spent enough time around one of them they'd pick up on the fact that there's something up.

Hi Flower!!^^ Welcome back, and thank you for sending in an ask!! :)

Object anatomy is certainly an interesting subject! It would vary a lot based on what they're made of, what type of object they are, what climate they live in, and so many other factors.

I also like the hfjone interpretation of how mold works! As for Taco, I like to think her toppings stay fresh on their own, but only if they're inside her. If she were to take one of her tomatoes out and just leave it, it would rot like a normal tomato. But as long as the topping is in her shell, it is affected by the same stay-fresh effect as her shell is. She'd probably like to replace them every now and then, but it's not a must.

That could apply to a plethora of other objects, yes! Tea Kettle could feel unwell without tea in her, Lifering could feel unwell if he deflates, etc.

I don't believe they have organs. They function like they have organs, but they do not actually have them, yeah? I am not good at biology, uh, hm. Something with their nervous systems, maybe? I saw a great post about it a while back about them being the arms/legs/faces/black parts that take over a regular object and use it as their body, so I tend to go with that idea? I haven't been able to find the post in quite some time, unfortunately.

Yes yup indeed very much so I have thought this for a while. There is something off and inhumane about all of them in gijinka forms, some more obvious than others. Taco? Sharp teeth, claw-like nails, slit pupils, pointy ears, the works, sine Mephone made her to be the big bad villain, so it makes sense for her to have been made less human-y. As for OJ? He's on the complete opposite side of the spectrum. His skin has a slight orange tint, and his blood is orange juice, but no one can really tell from the outside, yeah? He looks like a normal guy. Still, normal people would have an "off" feeling about the contestants, if they met them. I like to think this sort of thing increases as more contestants are made as well. Unusual natural hair colours, appearances, abilities, etc. The season 1 cast would be the most normal, most of them pretty easily passing as regular, if quirky, humans, but much of the season 3 cast not being able to do so quite as well. Candle can do her inner flame thingy, The Floor comes out of the ground, Goo is a human-shaped glop of goo, etc. Season 2 cast falls somewhere in the middle. I like this subject can you tell?

[minced-mangoes]

It's our favourite Butler's turn to be Tomi-fied.

My last two Headcanons designs were well received, so hopefully y'all will like this as well!

First of all I love his wing horns, some people perceive them as horns, but they look to be the structure of a bat's bones in their wings. Because I love that I gave him some membrane to fill it in slightly.

I like to think a long time ago his horns were actual moving working wings, but as time passed they got so weathered down they are but bones and some torn membrane. He still tends to them with the utmost care, and has embedded jewels into them.

Back again with the jabot agenda, this time with a pendant meaning to represent Diavolo, using his gold and red colour scheme, as well as having protrusions looking like his horns, as well as general demon horns. This is to symbolize his role as the royal butler. Okay. His OG design has that entire shoulder covered in ruffles, and I love ruffles, but it looked a bit off, so I made it smaller and a bit more flared out, with a cute jewel atop it,,,

Talking about ruffles his coat sleeves are similar to his OG design, but higher up on his arm. Underneath he has long sleeves leading up to his gloves, with some cut frills,,,

Corset. Cool? Cool.

You can't see in this halfbody design but on his waist there would be a pocket watch. A bit of obvious symbolism because I love those clock motifs,,,

He has a beauty mark, probably because I have a very strong adoration for beauty marks they are goddamn gorgeous.

His hair hasn't been changed much, except for a lil ahoge and a hair clip on one side, holding his long hair out of his face. I like to think that part of his hair can also be braided, though he prefers to just have it clipped back.

In my head those lines on his tail has always been veins, though they're not full of blood, it's more of an anesthetic, the forked tips of his tail being almost entirely full of it. This is what you see dripping off his tail sometimes, and giving it it's shiny coat. The tail is semi-amphibious, which is why it needs the slimy coating, or else it'd dry out. Still it's highly prehensile, and can be used as an extra set of hands, even if he doesn't do so often due to getting slime everywhere. ew.

He probably has a similar effect on his hands and feet, the limb being black fading up into teal. This is why he wears the gloves, because once again, if he didn't everything he touched would be slimy. Maybe the gloves are hydrophobic and that's why they haven't absorbed the goo?

Kinda like this??? you see where I'm coming from?

Also! Those aren't nails. They're bones, pushed through his skin, like that one frog. They aren't always out (otherwise his gloves wouldn't fit) but he is entirely capable of pushing his bones out of his hand to make claws.

He also has a forked tongue that matches his tail because I am one of those people.

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This one was a bit longer than usual but hey! I have a lot of Barbatos headcanons.

Feel free to comment who you want to see next!

Lucifer | Leviathan

[loafthecat]

Welcome to fun oc facts with loaf!

I remember doing one for Ollie- so why not do one for another oc of mine I love-? (Might also do more in the future for the other’s too idk-)

Today’s Subject is Mavy or Maverick Johnson- lol-

- Mavy is around 26-27 years old, and by the time of ctm he’s been contained within the ccc for 3 years max.

- current voice claim for mavs is Dogday, (yes the one out of Poppy playtime, sue me-), this goes for both cartoon and bigger bodies dogday as cartoon dogday fits pre-ccc mavy’s voice and bigger body dogday fits in with current Mavy’s voice. (Being more weak and deep? Idk- I still think Mav’s voice would remain gentle-)

- Mav first came from a dream @toxsradioactivelocks explained she had on discord, and I went- “hey- what if I made this character from your dream into a oc-?”, …..and that’s how we got mavy-

- best way to describe Mav would be- tired pessimist. He’s not really rude or mean- he’s just… lost all hope in ever being found or rescued- so much so he’s completely given up the idea of escaping himself- …he’s just so tired….

- he does tend to lose his temper when under a lot of stress…. While it’s hard to get Mav to that point- it’s not advised you push him that far as well- I think trev could tell you exactly what happens when Mav is pushed to his limits.

- dislikes basically everyone in the ccc- (except for one exception) it isn’t personal- he just can’t find himself having sympathy for people who continue to let his torment continue-

- speaking of sympathy, Mav has a lack of sympathy for others. He lost his sense of it over time in the ccc, ESPECIALLY towards the ccc’s employees. If anything bad happens he’s probably just silently watching from his containment cell, besides- what’d he be able to do anyway-?

- dispite all the above, Mav isn’t a angry or shouty person. He displays dislike more akin to how (best comparison) Burt would, which is blunt and quietly, instead of loudly.

- Mavy is a sweet boi- He’s just- not really like that to a majority of the ccc-

- Mav used to be a gov pilot- at least before the ccc. He……he misses his friends….he misses his old partner…….not that any of them probably remember him……

- yeah he has abandonment issues, specifically when it comes to the government and the fact, they haven’t rescued him. (Granted the gov thinks he’s dead but still-)

- ^ the above issue becomes worse after ctm.

- he can’t remember what his own face used to look like, before he turned into his current form.

- depresso espresso

- he eeps a lot-

Abilities:

- Mavy is able to shapeshift thanks to the black goo covering his entire body! Granted, Mav doesn’t become a perfect replica of what he’s trying to turn into, as the goo’s black colouring and his eyes and diamond like spots stay the same. (As seen in the poorly drawn cat at the bottom of post)

- Dispite his ability to shapeshift, mavy struggles to control this ability while under stress. Often if made too overly stressed his form shifts on its own, into something mavy can’t control, a form which makes mavy turn in the best of words- feral.

- mavy doesn’t shapeshift often either. Partly because he doesn’t like to and partly because there’s no point in doing so

- said goop is a result of a package “gifted” to mavy from someone called “gadget gabe”-? (Or maybe it wasn’t…..), It attached to him and now is unremovable from his body, so the change is permanent.

- due to what happened to him, Mavy’s legs are now slightly managled, becoming more akin to a animal’s legs then human legs, because of this Mavy always walks with a limp, although depending on what he’s doing and how fast he’s walking it becomes more or less noticeable.

Relations:

- current mavy isn’t friends with many people. He USED to be close with plenty of people within the government- but in the ccc- not so much-

- he only really has one proper friend in the CCC, Pluto starstick (other oc.) he likes Pluto because well- Pluto is actually just a decent person really- plus- Pluto actually talks to him and has a reason towards why he can’t do anything to stand up against the ccc. <- If I make a post on Pluto I’ll explain that more but for now back to Mavy.

- He’d be close friends with Dave if they met (or when they met.) I feel like they’d just understand eachother well- ESPECIALLY when it comes to the pain they’ve both been through- shared trauma and all!

- weirdly enough, Mavy is the only experiment in the ccc, Trevor will avoid and NOT act cruel too…. Now believe me it isn’t out of care or love or anything. In fact- Trevor actually fears Mavy. Hm, maybe I’ll explain why one day too ;3.

- the last two current relations Mavy has aren’t good ones either- …what..? Mav wasn’t the only gov agent fcked over by the ccc- …..too bad those two old friends are less then friendly now…. Or at least…. One of them certainly aren’t… and the other……. ……what a dirty traitor.

So yeah!!!! There’s all of Mavy’s base info! Feel like I should do more of these to explain each of my thsc ocs more- I’ll probably do one of the ccc gang or maybe trev or Pluto next-

Anyway, enjoy poorly drawn cat mavy!

[dribs-and-drabbles]

Laws of Attraction ep 4

I'm late to the ep this weekend for different reasons but I couldn't leave it any longer so I'm avoiding my responsibilities and finally watching it.

Tonkhao and Tin are so good.

I love it: Straight off the bat (no pun intended), Tin is in his blue shirt - staying true to himself - to talk to Tanthai. And I loved the red light on the baseball bat.

Oh, shame, I thought Tin was going to give the ring back and admit he knows it wasn't Tanthai who started the fire. Oh well.

Okay, this fight sequence is pretty good. But seriously, please, for the love of the bl gods, I wish these actors would STOP PUTTING THEIR FINGER ON THE TRIGGER when they're holding guns.

"A packed meal, impossible to pay back" - so Thee is somehow indebted with his life to Tanthai. "Everything is not as you saw" - And Tanthai isn't as Tin thinks he is... Hmmmm... Was it Thee? Or another bodyguard driving instead?

(The whiplash of the actress who plays Nan with her character in The Jungle 😂)

Oh wow, Charn owned up to setting the fire. He cares what Tin thinks of him! Me: *rubbing hands together in glee*

Ok, Charn in a white shirt - NO COLOUR - as he admits to his failings, and that he's evil, whilst wanting Tin to see the good in him. Whilst wanting to be good like Tin. He's changing! And his transition is like a blank slate.

Thank god for the Grandmother! Find a middle ground together 👏🏽

Oh sweet pea Charn. You just made a mistake letting on that you're emotionally invested in Tin's wellbeing. But you should know, you poke the bear, the bear gets angry and lashes back at you.

Have the cushions always been green and blue in the office?

So something Bad happened which Thatthep covered up by using his son as a scapegoat but that blew up in ways he didn't like so he changed the plan and used an old gardener as a second scapegoat instead. It's so intriguing what the Bad Thing was that made him choose his son first.

The green of Tonkhao is still looming in the background of the guilty parties (or those who know the truth).

And it's interesting that the scapegoat is in a blue shirt...Tanthai and Thatthep were also in a lot of blue again this ep and I'm still wondering what to make of all this.

Oh you're right, @rocketturtle4, I absolutely ADORE Tanthai's shirt. It's perfection - Tanthai is bound by the lies of that fateful evening. Also, he understands how to use sarcasm. Ok, I'm being swayed into taking pity on him.

I love the buttoning up of Charn's shirt but it's totally ridiculous 😂

Oh. my. god. HOW is Tin resisting Charn's advances. The way Charn said "We still have time to spare. Shall we do something else?". I melted. Tin is a stronger man than me.

I'm sorry, that shirt was ok until he tied the bow and added the jacket. smh.

I need Silvy to speak more English. Yes, ma'am.

A delicious red/pink background for Charn to tell Tin to go do what they planned - revenge is afoot. And then the deep blue behind Tin when he's trying to get Thee to reveal the truth. Yes, delicious.

A dramatic zoom in!

(Does anyone else think Beer looks like the guy from Dear Doctor, Nut Nutchapon?)

I love flirty Charn! He's a gift. An absolute delight.

Oh yes! That waist grab and turn. Fucking brilliant. Public claiming!

Oh, oh my, that hand-holding scene with Silvy singing. Please! I'm a pile of goo! ajflbjdfcadljjcbadfclfjcb

They like each other so much!

[divinekangaroo]

What is the no makeup skincare routine of Alicia Keys?

So, after much erosion of time and memory, these are the parts I kept (with equivalent products):

Avene Eau Thermale Thermal Spring Water spray (keep in fridge, spray) (highly highly recommend. transforming. if nothing else this product changed me. I genuinely Do Not Understand Why but I try not to question it.)

Jade roller (keep in fridge) and add Vitamin C serum with caffeine (couple drops over roller, roll over face) -> the oil I get? but personally I think the jade roller thing is bullshit. Nevertheless, what it *makes* me do is a ritualistic ~paying attention~ to all parts of my face when otherwise I would just blob, swipe, go. And so it works because the roller means I moisturise every part equally instead of just putting a blob of oil on a cheekbone and walking away with a shiny nose and dry spots on the cheeks

Moisturiser base - Alicia's makeup artist's recommended one (a suncream) stopped being made a few years ago, the equivalent I found which gives same results (but not suncream) is Moo Goo's Natural Fast Hydrating Lotion, which has the benefit of also being a full body moisturiser so, less product on shelf = always a win

Add a tiny bit of primer or foundation to the moisturiser base, mix on hand before spreading on face. Again, Alicia's primer not available any more, the equivalents I found is 1) La Roche Posay Effaclar Duo, or 2) my current preferred-> Primp and Prime from The Organic Skin Company

Exfoliate lips once a week, brown sugar

Some mask thing once a week (I used to bother, no more, vague memories of it, no material difference)

A La Roche-Posay lip balm which I tried to google and found it was just discontinued? SOB (literally the only lip balm I have found in my entire life that delivers lastingly non-dry lips. I have this in bulk in my wardrobe. My lips crack to the bleeding. I've had friends say, "oh, but dry bleeding lips are just your aesthetic?" This stopped once I found this product. I can actually wear lipstick if I want without the colour leaching into the cracks like those cracked desert terrain images)

Do peripheral details because they will stand out:

-Do eyebrows once a week, tidy stray hairs

-Do hairline once a week (depends on ethnicity/hairline, mine does filter down into the face-space)

-Use eyelash curler

and lastly, the "no makeup" bit I did have to laugh at and I don't do:

Actually *wear* makeup for the red carpet, comprising tinted primer, mascara, tiny bit of eyeliner, light eyebrow pencil shaping, transculent shiny stuff rubbed on cheekbones, and a very carefully selected concealer for the under eye bags and general real world pigmentation which exists on all skin

The only thing I've added based on other reading, which I also attribute to the aggregate contributing of fixing my previous 25 years plus of weekly skin problems and pimples:

Shave my face once a week using the Avene spray as my shaving 'liquid'. Chin, cheeks, moustache, around eyebrows, monobrow, hairline, all of it. Unspeakably good results. Tiny small facial razor. Razor goes over each piece of skin exactly once, slowly, and use a very very sharp razor so there is no repeated strokes.

(The Avene spray, jade roller + serum, and the strategy of adding teh primer/foundation to the moisturiser to thin it out/improve spread were the true original items IIRC; the rest have adapted over time.)

[wildwinterlunas]

HI SORRY I THINK MY ASK GOT EATEN BUT HERES THE SEASON CONCEPT ‼️🎉

FAMEwatch / OverFame

“Fame!”; Ashe n BOB “B.OP”= Backstage Overnight Passenger (we love B.OP here)

Option Ones (for now, I’ll tell more later because I’ll space these out ‼️)

Clothing 1: Flare Pants, Blouse with Coat, Tophat with well (think of Lady Gaga’s 2009 MTV Video Music Awards Hat), fingerless gloves?, still got them boots

Coach Gun: filming camera motif and slight shape

Dynamite: changed slightly and has tv colour error bars

BOB release: a projected spotlight (see through for gameplay reasons) around him

BOB: slightly different dash animation which has BOB looking like he’s running from something, he’s sort of a projectioner screen look to him

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Mythic Shop

“Fame” & “B.OP” (Gameshow/Truman-inspired Show)

Battle Passes

Tier 1 P

“Children’s TV” DVa Skin Legendary

Tier 20 P

Sitcom “Laughtrack” Winston Skin Epic

Tier 30 F

“Cooking Contest” Junkrat Skin Legendary

Tier 40 P

“News Broadcast” Ana Skin Epic

Tier 50 P

“Romantic Love” (Love Story Show) Cassidy Skin Epic

Tier 60 P (unrelated themes here we goo)

Tier 70 F

”Noir Mystery” Lúcio Skin (Black and White TV shows) Epic

Tier 80 P

“Mystery Guest” Sojourn Skin (Murder Mystery) Legendary

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Bundle

Thriller Illari Legendary

Science Fiction Echo Legendary

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Shops Rotation (Part One) New

Bundle One

“Musical Performance” (Musicals) (sorry Luc) Venture (🌂 as drill) Legendary

“Commercially Successful” Baptiste Epic

Venture Tap Dance Emote

Raindrops Sticker/Spray

. Invinudal (?) things

Highlight Intro for Illari: in slow ish pace, shows Illari falling before zooming in for a shot of glowing eyes.

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Behind the Scenes Bundle (2)

Cameraperson Bastion

Scriptwriter Tracer

Director Brigitte

I WAS WONDERING WERE THIS WAS-

First of all, I am a "Cassidy is a romance fan" truther so to see you give him the romance skin is absolutely fantastic, no note on that.

Honestly no notes on any of them, this is fantastic. The Ashe mythic is amazing and really well thought out. Also D.VA being “Children’s TV” is absolutely amazing, I could imagine that seeing being themed after Disney shows specifically.

And RIP Lucio not getting the musical theater skin, I understand why he wouldn't get it as a lot of his skins are music themed and Venture with an umbrella is amazing.

The cooking Junkrat skin scares me though... who let that man in a kitchen let alone though it would be a good idea to make a show out of it.

Overall this concept is so fun!! I really enjoyed reading it and actually hope something like this happens in the future!!

[worldcatlas]

DS9: Emissary (Part 2)

Read part 1 here. This is the last article wrapping up two-part episodes, which will be in a single article from here on out. Thank you for reading!

Part two of Deep Space 9’s pilot episode opens in Ops, giving us several lovely close-ups of Major Kira’s uniform, including her Bajoran-style comm badge and belt. The badge appears to be made of a brassy metal material, and is in the shape of the Bajoran logo, much like its Starfleet counterpart. The belt, in a deep burgundy colour that matches her uniform, has a texture that suggests reptilian leather (or, perhaps, a replicated substitute). We can also see in this early episode that Kira’s makeup originally included a slight brow ridge, like Ensign Ro.

I guess they still have cosmetic surgery in the 24th century.

Odo beams into Ops to join the team, briefly giving us a full head-to-toe view of the goo he has shaped into a brownish-beige Bajoran uniform. My favourite part are the Uggs boots. Do all the Bajoran uniforms come with little booties? They’re not particularly intimidating for the Chief of Security, although they do look like they’d be great for someone on their feet all day.

Fighting crime in comfort.

We can also see in this scene that the costume department has decided to flare out the lapels on the Starfleet uniforms; I actually don’t remember if this trend continues into future episodes of DS9, but the same uniforms lay flat on Voyager (which hadn’t yet premiered at this point), so we’ll check back in on that. It’s an interesting styling choice, and kind of makes Bashir and O’Brien look like they’re hitting the club after work.

I mean, I guess I don’t know that they aren’t…

Inside the wormhole, Sisko converses with the locals through his memories, and we see the aliens speak to him through various characters. Among them are Locutus in his full Borg makeup and Kai Opaka in elaborate Bajoran religious garb. We saw Opaka in this outfit in part 1, although it looks like they may have draped the outermost layer differently here.

It’s hard to tell what’s changed through the Memory Haze™.

The aliens also take on the appearance of the Chicago Cubs in old-timey uniforms – worn by fictional holodeck characters – and Sisko’s former crew in a TNG-era look. The baseball uniforms will show up again in Deep Space 9, but I suspect the Starfleet uniforms are recycled directly from The Next Generation, giving them a nice on-screen send-off before retirement.

These are all core memories for Sisko.

Back on the station, we get a better look at Major Kira’s Bajoran earring as she jumps on a subspace call with her #1 fan, Gul Dukat. The jewelry is made of a silver metal, with lower and upper pieces connected by a fine chain.

It channels her pagh, as well as six stations of FM radio.

Dukat, of course, shows up wearing the same thing Cardassians always wear, made out of old recycled tires.

It’s actually very eco-friendly.

Going back to Benjamin, we finally get some new costumes as Sisko finds himself snuggling his dead wife. Well, one of the aliens inhabiting the memory of his dead wife. They’re dressed for a lovely picnic in the park, Ben in a striped jewel tone shirt, Jennifer in an elegant pink dress.

Does this human look good on me?

We can see that the fabric on the top section of Sisko’s shirt has been pleated and pressed flat before being sewn, a trick that seems to be used a lot in Star Trek to create more exotic and visually interesting looks from regular Earth textiles. In this case, it complements the fabric’s vertical stripes nicely. The shirt also has a geometric neckline with a notch in front, giving just a little flirty peek of chest. As we zoom out, we can see it has been paired with an extremely high-waisted pair of olive green pants. From this angle, we can also see that Jennifer’s silky-looking dress tapers at the waist, and has been paired with matching tights and shoes. It’s an adorable look somewhere between “prom queen” and “dance recital.”

This is what it looks like when you can just beam to a picnic site instead of hiking.

In a scene that’s no doubt just as pleasing to our Commander, we next see him in the memory of a holodeck baseball game, wearing a baseball mitt and cap, while an alien inhabits the image of his son (dressed in a catcher’s uniform) nearby.

Is this going to become a theme, Dad?

In an incredible bit of attention to detail, even the background actors in this scene appear to be dressed in period-appropriate suits and hats. Then again, it’s very possible Paramount already had these costumes in the back, and they were among the few outfits they DIDN’T need to make custom for this episode.

Look, son: normies.

Back on the station, Cardassians have begun to attack, meaning we get to see a crowd of evacuating civilians in one-colour co-ords. Among them is the real Jake Sisko, who isn’t sure about all the monochrome matching.

It just doesn’t feel appropriate for the season.

Also present is– what the? What the heck is this guy?! I don’t even know what this alien is, but it has a cute hooded blue dress. If anyone recognizes this species, please leave a comment with the ID!

Is it visiting from the Star Wars universe?

We finish out the episode – at least in terms of costumes – with a fantastic showing from Quark. He hasn’t changed since part 1, but we do get a better view of the details of his outfit, including the giant, spherical, shiny buttons on his jacket, which may actually be small doorknobs. The jacket also features sparkly black bands around both arms and wide lapels that flare open dramatically. Like Sisko earlier, he finishes the outfit with olive green pants pulled up as high as they’ll go.

The Ferengi who invents belts will be drowning in latinum.

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The Costume Designer for this episode was Robert Blackman. The Wardrobe Supervisor was Carol Kunz. Key Costumers include Maurice Palinski, Phyllis Corcoran-Woods, Jerry Bono, and Patti Borggrebe-Taylor.

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A Dinner In White

A sidestory of @cyten0's A Symphony In Crimson, to be read after Act 2's Chapter 5-A. Also, this is just straight up a dude getting eaten and sex, sorry!

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"You can eat me."

The words were true. The words were honest. You had just seen the truth in the words. It filled your stomach, to the point where you wanted to throw up.

"Again."

And that was a nail, pounding the coffin closed. You'd eaten Isa. You'd eaten Isa. Even if he asked for it, even if he was standing there now, you'd eaten him. His flesh filled you, and you could feel each chunk of him inside you, your body thrilling at the taste of it. You hated it. You shrank away. You looked for a way to run. But…There was nowhere to go, nowhere but a corner, nowhere but giving Isa the room to be safe, to escape you. You watched his face fall as you winced away, and wondered what HE had to feel sorry for.

He…approached you, then. Even knowing that his body was still fueling you, that your stomach still begged for another taste, he approached you. You shrunk into yourself, becoming as small as your body would allow, and told yourself not to react. Ordered it, with all of the willpower you could manage. All you could see when you looked at him was the meat that made up his body, and you hated yourself for it, and you craved it.

Then, as much as you'd tried to save him from you, he reached his hand into the bear trap, and his fingers touched you.

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Your fingers brushed Fa, and you wondered how you could've ever been scared of them. Somehow even smaller than Siffrin was originally, they huddled in a corner, a tight black mass that looked like it would start sobbing if you said a harsh word. You knew Fa hated the idea of having to eat a person, but this was so much more than you'd ever expected.

Thankfully, as a Defender, you'd learned how to comfort the panicked, and this certainly counted. A gentle string of words, barely thought about but reassuring, first off. A touch, but slow, careful, so they know that it's coming. A reassuring smile. Promises that everything would be fine, because you were there, and you would stay with them as long as you needed.

The touch to Fa's body (Neck? Face? It was hard to tell; their anatomy was starting to come apart at the seams) made them jump, as you expected, but also seemed to stabilize them. It was several moments of rubbing their shoulder before they had managed to form themself back into something that looked human, and you used the time, while your mouth worked on autopilot, to think.

There was no way that Fa was going to get what they needed, stuck in their own head like this.

But what if they weren't?

You kept one hand touching their shoulder, and the other reached up. You prayed, to Change, to the Empress, to Quin, to whoever would listen, that you did this right, and started to rub around the horn, to scratch and soothe.

Thankfully, the change was nearly instant.

Instead of trying to turn into some form of sludge-beast in the corner, Fa relaxed, and let a tentacle press out to rest on your leg. The sigh they let out was one of relief, even as you allowed yourself some amusement at their whisper of 'cheater'", and you watched slowly as they uncurled from themself in a more literal way than most. A few moments later, and Fa's horn was glowing darkless white, a pure, soft colour that soothed you both to see.

You let your hand slowly slide away, and went to stand up, only to be pulled back down to your knees with force. It wasn't cruel, the way that they moved, just thoughtless, wanting to keep you near and acting on that want. Your side is enveloped in black…goo, for lack of a better term, as Fa slinks out from under their cloak to wrap themself around you.

Your arm curls around them in turn, and you allow yourself a smile to see their happiness. The barb-hooked tongue that slips up your side isn't exactly bad either. Your face warms to a dark shade as you feel the touch slip up and down, and you let yourself rub at their horn with one hand, the other curling at their lower back and pulling them to your lap in a moment of boldness.

Well! That got a reaction!

The tongue that had been pulling at your clothes paused, and Fa's face went darker than your own - a shade you're surprised they can reach, in this state. The light of the horn pulled away some of the darkness, but their pausing and whimpering (?!) had caught your attention, before they started to grind down on your erection.

Oh. You didn't even notice that.

Well! You supposed it was too late to stop now, and the squirming beast in your lap certainly agreed, if the vigorous return of its maw-tongue was any indication! You found yourself laying back, keeping them atop you, and you ground up in return, meeting their every motion. Your moans started to slip out as it thrust through the thick pants you wore, and you could feel your far-too-sensitive body craving more, even as you knew the beast atop you would eat you in more ways than one.

You weren't sure you minded that, as the pressure pushed you down, already feeling your shirt shredded as a far softer, more human tongue played over your neck, senseless moans filling your ears. You slid your hands up and over their hips, and back down, pulling down the black pants they wore beneath the cloak and pinning their legs from spreading as wide as they'd wanted to. They whimpered at their legs being closed, a sound of desperation and sadness that made your heart soar, and you swore to make them sound like that without the horn one day. For now, their body was offered to yours, and you soon felt, yours to its.

Your chest was soft, under its hands and tongue. You'd always liked the feeling of a soft body over hard muscle, even if Fa had made you change your minds on a few key aesthetic points. But you could feel the creature that Fa was kneading your body, working back and forth over you, and enjoying it as its tongue pulled sensation after sensation from you. Your own moans escaped senselessly, shared with its, and you remembered thinking 'being loud in bed is hot', your face burning as the consequences of your own actions caught up with you and the sounds refused to be silenced. You felt its hands starting to grow claws as it kneaded, as though wanting to pull parts of you off and into itself, and the thought brought an even louder sound from deep in you.

Not that you were passively letting them do all the work. Your hands had slid their pants down as far as you could, and you finished kicking them off with your own foot, leaving them able to spread thesmelf against you again - a fact they nearly instantly took advantage of. Their body was as eager as yours, and you could barely find room for your hands to reach for your own pants, the way they were pinning you down. For a moment, you flagged at the thought of all of the teeth the Black Beast had shown itself to have, but the whimpering need of the lovely thing above you brought you back nearly instantly.

Your pants slid down, and as soon as you were exposed Fa was taking you in. You weren't sure if they always were that wet and desperate or if the touch of White had changed them, but in that moment, you didn't care. Lines were torn out of your chest, and your blood was licked up by hooks and barbs as your cock pressed deep into them, and their body squeezed and begged in a wordless way. Their desperation was matched by your eagerness in instants, and you bucked them up and down, the motions letting the air hit the exposed lines on your body and bring a hiss to your lips, but it only made your length twitch again. You pushed into them, and in return they pushed into you, taking pieces of yourself into them and begging for more. You offered your arms to it, and realized only a moment later that you were hearing its celestial music - you didn't know what was its call, and what was yours.

It didn't matter, did it? You were theirs, and you'd offered your whole body to it. You felt it reaching past muscle, to organs, but the feeling was almost detached compared to the bliss of its hands on yours and its hips grinding down. The pace only got faster and faster, as you felt sharp fingers pulling ribs apart, to reach the things beneath. For a slow, tender moment, you hoped it could feel the love in you, when it ate your heart.

Your hips jerked, as its hands gripped your heart, and it gripped you below, and everything went black in a haze of bliss.

"I love you too~"

The words echoed across the nothing that you were, and you saw a white pulse through nowhere before you were aware again.

"You can eat me." You felt the words pull themselves from your lips, as though you'd already been in the middle of saying them, and you blinked into awareness. Your body still tingled from the emotions that they'd stirred in you, but their horn wasn't glowing. And from the look in their eyes, they remembered it all, too.

"However you want."