#Weird robot lad

[sirfrogsworth]

How do you take a photo of time?

I've been watching the track events at the Olympics since I was a wee lad. It was a tradition in our family. We'd gather around our ancient low-definition 19 inch CRT television and watch tiny blobs compete against other tiny blobs and root for our country.

It was a bit like watching YouTube on your phone in 144p.

Several heroes emerged.

Jackie Joyner-Kersee was amazing.

You can't forget about Flo-Jo.

And then the Olympics decided NBA players were allowed in the competition.

Which formed... The Dream Team.

Was this fair?

Well... they won each game by an average of 44 points.

So... no. It was not fair.

Though it became more fair as time went on.

But, umm... yeah. The other teams looked like the Washington Generals and the US looked like the Harlem Globetrotters if they stopped screwing around half of the game.

But my absolute favorite Olympian was a runner named Michael Johnson.

He was cool as heck.

For one thing... gold shoes.

But he also had this crazy, upright, Tom Cruise-ish sprinting style that just made him look like a running robot on the track.

And in the 1996 Atlanta games he just trounced EVERYONE. I mean, it wasn't even close.

Yikes. Those losing blobs are probably really embarrassed.

Last night I decided to invigorate my nostalgia and watch the track events again. And I got to see one of the wildest races in history.

It didn't even last 10 seconds but it was one of the most exciting sporting events I've ever witnessed. Almost every runner won the race.

After I saw that initially, I was like... who the heck won???

Even in slow motion I wasn't sure.

This was one of the closest finishes in history. There has never been a race where all 8 runners were within this margin.

The arena was silent as the winner was being confirmed. The runners just kind of paced around waiting for official word. My best guess was the Jamaican runner, Kishane Thompson. But then the loudspeaker announced Noah Lyles.

The last tiny morsel of American pride burst out of me with a big "Wooooo!"

I forgot what it was like to be proud of my country. I wish it happened more often. But this young man, despite being last place in the first 3rd of the race, turned on the afterburners and won in a photo finish.

And that's when my inner nerd took over.

Because when they showed the photo finish image, it looked super weird.

Why is the track white?

Why do all of the runners look all warpy like that QWOP game?

So I went down a research rabbit hole to figure this out.

Photo finishes are actually fascinating. The first photo finish captured the end of a horse race in 1890. But that was mostly luck and timing. The actual photo finish mechanisms weren't used until 1937.

Originally they would film the finish line through a physical slit.

And the first horsie head that appeared in that slit would be the winner. This technology ended a huge aspect of corruption in horse race fixing almost overnight.

But we have come a long way since then. And I'd like to introduce you to the Omega Scan 'O' Vision Ultimate.

This slow motion camera sits fixed on the finish line of every race. The concept of the photo finish has remained remarkably similar to the 1930s approach. The camera sensor is specially designed to only record a vertical slit.

Only the finish line itself is actually captured.

And because it limits what it records to only that slit, it can capture 40,000 frames per second to get amazing temporal resolution.

So why don't the photo finishes just look like, well... this?

That is because the camera takes a picture of time more-so than dimensional space. I guess it would be more accurate to say it *assembles* a picture of time.

As the runners cross the finish line, the camera combines all of the little strips of pictures into a single image.

It's almost like if you tried to reassemble a piece of paper after it had been shredded.

Imagine each strip of paper is a picture of ONLY the finish line, just at a slightly different point in time.

What if someone stopped on the finish line and didn't move... what would that look like?

Once they got there, the same part of their body would just be repeated.

So the right side of the photo finish picture represents earlier in time and it just assembles the image strip by strip as time passes and you literally get a picture of time itself.

NEAT!

Okay, but how do they determine the winner from the photo finish?

I mean, that shoe looks like it is ahead of Noah Lyles!

Clavicles!

The IAFF rules state the foremost part of the torso must cross the finish line first. And the endpoint of the torso is the outer end of the clavicle.

So if you get this bone across the finish line first, you win the race.

Two more fun facts!

The start of the race is actually just as carefully timed as the end of the race. There are sensors in the starting blocks of each runner.

The starting gun also has an electronic sensor.

They have determined the fastest a human can react to the sound of a gun is roughly 100 milliseconds. So if you start running before 100 milliseconds they know you didn't actually hear the gun, you just got antsy and started running too early.

And the final fun fact...

Did you notice the Omega logo at the top of the photo finish?

That isn't superimposed or added after the fact. That is captured by the camera.

But if this image is composed only of tiny little slivers, how did they get the Omega logo to show up?

That is a little display. And it is synchronized with the Scan 'O' Vision Ultimate to show a little sliver of the Omega logo for each frame captured.

So when the final image is stitched together, it looks like a cohesive logo at the top of the photo.

Pretty clever, Omega!

[angelwishess]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Jester !

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The big sis jester of Heartslabyul! The party never ends around Jester. Sing, dance, and party away! Everyday is a celebration, and Jester will ensure you have a good day!

ੈ✩‧₊˚ — BASIC INFO !

Nicknames:

Clownfish (Floyd)

Clown Freak (Leona)

Mademoiselle Le Bouffon (Rook)

Sweet Potato / Ari (Vil)

Nicknames for others:

Rara (Kyra)

Caycay (Cater)

Lim (Kalim)

Riri (Riddle)

Zu (Azul)

Silvy (Silver)

Vivi (Vil)

Gigi (Ruggie)

Ellie (Elena)

Lovelee (Leona)

Lils (Lillia)

Grade/Class: Class-E (Sophmore)

Birthday: 04/01

Age: 17

Height: 152.4 cm

Dominant Hand: Ambidexterous

Homeland: “Its a secret!~” (Land of Pyroxene / Shaftlands)

Club: Robotics Club

Best Subject: Alchemy/Transfiguration

Hobbies: Making weird, silly machinery. (Confetti canons, large machine guns that shoot out teddy bears, et cetera.)

Pet Peeves: (??? To be added)

Favourite Food: Strange food combinations that look like it's come out of hell and would make a victorian boy die of shock, especially ones with sweets.

… Also Creampuffs. She loves creampuffs.

Least Favourite Food: Not a food, but tea.

Talent: Acrobatics/Gymnastics (shes a contortionist!!)

Likes: Pranks, Parties, Gymnastics, Confetti, Strange looking trinkets, Glitter, Breaking rules for the fun of it, Making people laugh, Telling jokes, Making machinery, Accessories, Music, Playing instruments, Anything that doesn’t “make sense”.

Dislikes: Staying still, Studying, Silence, Classes, Dolls.

Gender & Sexuality: Unlabled, Pansexual

Voice Claim(s):

— to be added!

ੈ✩‧₊˚ — UNIQUE MAGIC !: My Law!

Jester's signature spell allows her to change anything considered a “rule” or a “law”. Whether it be as small as the rules written in a book, or as big as the laws of gravity, as long as its considered a law, she can change it!

But, before changing said rule, she must first know exactly how it works. Think of it as a safe lock. If she knows how the machinery of the inside works, or figures it out, she can change that rule of how it opens. But if she doesn't, then she can't do a thing.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ — APPEARANCE !

Her most notable feature is that her face is constantly hidden behind an enchanted mask that changes depending on her expression.

She has long blonde hair with beautiful, almost perfect curls. She wears lots of accessories in her hair, and there is often confetti that gets stuck in her hair.

She has a very slender bodytype! Shes very athletic and despite her body seeming rather skinny, her legs and arms are very strong, and her muscles are only obvious when she flexes! (Sleeper build gang😈)

Underneath the mask, she is incredibly beautiful. She has a doll-like beauty, and two notable beautymarks, one located under each eye. She has long, thick blonde lashes and pretty purple eyes. The rest of her body is littered with beautymarks, and her face also has some several other beautymarks but they are much lighter than the two under her eyes. But, no one other than Riddle and Vil has ever seen her face.

Her appearance is inspired by Decora fashion!

ੈ✩‧₊˚ — BODY LANGUAGE / SPEAKING HABITS !

Jester moves like a cartoon character. She often appears out of thin air, usually whenever someone calls her name or is talking about her. She appears whenever people need her, and its awfully convenient.

Shes extremely EXTREMELY animated! Despite wearing a mask, it changes according to her emotions so shes actually my most expressive oc! She has this funny thing where her hat jumps off of her head whenever shes surprised.

Very bouncy! She likes to jump around alot and only skips. Never walks. Just. Skips. Like a joyful little lad. She often uses her magic to emphasis the things she says. Think of Genie from Aladdin as an example of how he uses his magic with his dialog. Thats basically Jester!

Jester also talks very fast! Its hard to keep up what shes saying. She jumps from one topic to another, and the best example I can think of that isn’t Genie, is Pinkie pie!

ੈ✩‧₊˚ — PERSONALITY !

Feeling down? Don't worry! Cuz' your reliable big sis Jester is here to turn that frown upside down!

Her presence accompanied with the playful chimes of her bells, Jester makes it her job to keep everyone as happy as can be! The #1 party planner at NRC! (After Kalim, of course.)

That being said, even with as reliable as she is, theres no denying she has a wicked mischevious streak!

Simultaniously both Heartslabyul's best party planner, and Heartslabyul's worst troublemaker- Jester is undeniably Riddle's biggest headache, especially with that troublesome UM of hers...

With an obvious disregard for the rules, Jester goes left and right spreading her wings of chaos as she pleases And she finds herself in a constant Cat and Mouse chase with Riddle from these shennanigans.

Despite her rebellious nature, Jester is incredibly intelligent! Secretly a magical prodigy and a genius when it comes to academics, Jester’s dislike for sitting through classes stems from the fact she probably already knows whatever topic is being discussed.

Although she is RIDICULOUSLY smart, talented and full of potential— Jester… Doesn’t care about any of that. She likes to stay in the background of things, and gets through school by keeping her grades average in order to not stand out academically, so she can do whatever she wants instead. Many of the Heartslabyul students wonder why, as rhey are well aware of how intelligent she is as she hosts dorm study sessions to help them with whatever subjects theyre struggling with.

This also ties into the fact Jester also doesn’t like to get directly involved in anything troublesome. She’d rather not put in any effort into anything, and only does the things she likes. She’ll watch the chaos from afar, and run away from any punishments for her shennanigans.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ — BACKGROUND/LORE

— To be added!

Currently tweaking and editing some aspects of her lore. But the important things you need to know is shes actually a child superstar and her real name is Arlene Adalyn! Shes first cousins with Vil, and ran away from home the year he enrolled at NRC. She enrolled a year later, and it was only halway through the semester he found out it was her. He keeps her secret, and no one knows of their connection just yet.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ — NOTABLE RELATIONSHIPS !

Jester ♡ Riddle — Enemies, But Not Really. || Despite everyone else thinking there must be bad blood between the two— thats actually not the case at all. While Riddle may scold Jester for her pranks and shennanigans, they’re actually pretty close friends! Behind closed doors, they’ve gotten a routine of hanging out whenever hes studying. While he wasn’t a big fan of this at first, he got used to it eventually. While Riddle has a lot of trouble with his developing feelings towards Jester— It was love at first sight for her! She speaks of him very highly and isnt shy about her admiration towards him, often saying hes the “Best housewarden she could ever ask for”.

Jester & Vil — Cousins! || The cousins ever!!! While no one else is aware of their relationship, they’re very close and act more like siblings than cousins! Jester likes to sneak into his room to chat, and Vil dotes on her a lot. They like to have self-care days together, and theyre totally the kind of cousins to have sleepovers and gossip the night away.

(… Also shes definetly the type to hide behind Vil whenever shes in trouble. Jester has mastered his sense of humor, and can get him kneeling over from laughter easily just for giggled HAHHAHA)

Jester & Deuce — “Lil’ Bro!” || Jester has a notable soft spot for Deuce! Ever since hes started coming to her for extra help on subjects hes struggling with, shes gotten rather attatched to him due to the time theyve spent together. That, and the pride that swells up in her chest when he comes running to her to show him how well he did on a test or quiz. She cant help but ruffle his hair and praise him!

Jester & The Octatrio — “H-H-HELL NAWH💥” || Although there was a time she was more indifferent towards the three— that immediately changed when Azul tried to rope her into a deal. You see, they somehow figured out what exactly her UM was, and Azul of course wanted it. She never ran out of somewhere so fast, she was dodging the twins like her life depended on it! Never again. Never…

Jester & Kalim — Besties!! || The best party planners EVER!!! When they come together, theres never a dull moment! They match eachother’s energy perfectly, and are two peas in a pod! As thick as thieves, and they’re always hanging out together! Jester also helps him up with academics whenever he needs it :3

Jester & Lillia — “Haha! Im adopting you.” “What.” || Lillia has always been amused by Jester, and likes to watch her and her shennanigans. As they’ve gotten closer, Jester always shows Lillia the new pieces of machinery shes made! Rambling about the blueprints and showing them off like a little kid proud of their crayon drawing. He finds it so cute, and has gotten rather attatched to her and her eccentric self. Hes honestly like one step away from just straight up adopting her. And honestly I dont think she’d mind—

They’re also gamer buddies!! She likes to introduce him to the various games she plays (most of them so obscure it makes you curious how she finds them) and gets so excited over them too! They’re pretty close, and I think its adorable HEHE

ੈ✩‧₊˚ — FUNFACTS / TRIVIA !

Although she isn’t twisted from any specific Disney character, shes very inspired by Genie from Aladdin!

Not disney— but shes very inspired by Pikie Pie from MLP! (And Discord. Yeah two MLP characters I have no shame)

Jester has a very good memory, and has memorized all 810 of the Queen of Hearts' rules!

Shes a contortionist and likes to freak people out with it (will chase you while twisted in the most naseating pose ever)

Jester is a master of Illusion Magic!

The only people to ever see her face and know her true name is Riddle and Vil.

Jester makes up really insane and absurd crack “theories” of “what happened to Arlene Adalyn” just for shits and giggles. She thinks its the funniest thing ever actually

[worldly-fluster]

Snapdragon

Sylus x non-mc! reader

Part 2 of ?

(I got this border thingy from someone on here, can't remember who but this goes to them)

---

"Sy-?!"

The breath was knocked out of me as I hit the ground, feeling like I could pass out but the adrenaline of the moment kept me awake.

In a daze, I looked around, seeing that it was dark, probably night time.

I seemed to be in a park, I could see modern buildings in the distance...

I was...home?

"Hello!"

The sudden voice startled me as I jumped up with a screech.

"I am OTTO! Would you be interested in taking photos for a promotion at our store?"

I blinked fast as I stared at the floating...bot.

"No?"

"Okay! Have a nice day!"

I watched as it floated away, it not really registering in my head fully for a moment.

Was that...an Otto from the LADS game?

So I was still not home yet...

Did I want to go home?

I...want to go back to my Snapdragon.

---

I wandered around the park for a bit, I think I saw a sign saying Rainbow Park? So I guess I'll call it that.

The sun was peaking over the trees in said park when I ran into someone that seems familiar.

When he sees me, he smiles and waves.

"MC!! Miss Bodyguard!"

...ah shit.

"What a surprise to see you out of uniform, taking a stroll around the park."

"Yeah, uh, didn't really have a choice you know?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well-"

I was interrupted by the sound of his phone receiving a notification.

"Hm?..."

Rafayel looks at his phone in confusion, it's a text from...MC? But she's standing right in front of him?

He looks back and forth between his phone and me before he asked.

"You're not Miss Bodyguard, are you?"

"No...I kinda need help getting home..."

"Where's that?"

"Wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Try me."

I play with my hands nervously as I look away before explaining.

"You see...I'm from a different...reality. I only figured that out when I saw flying robots honestly. Back home there was no such thing- the closest is an AI but those don't fly."

"...okay. How did you get here then?"

"I don't know honestly, this is the second time this has happened to me and the only thing that's similar is that right before I get thrown somewhere else I smell something weird-"

"Like what?"

"Like, the first time it happened I kept smelling flowers but no one else could, I thought I was going insane but then when I went to bed, I woke up in a field of flowers."

"And the next time?"

"Right after a bad fight-my friend won- I could smell the exhaust of cars and the city. Seconds after that I started to glow and then got sent here."

"...hm..."

"I told you it's hard to believe."

"It is yeah, but I have experienced plenty of strange things."

"Really?"

"Yeah, not as strange as another reality yet, but there's a first for everything."

"Right..."

"So...since you're not from here, you probably don't have anywhere to stay."

"Nope."

"Well, you can stay at my place for now. We should have your problem fixed in the shake of a fishes tail!"

"Really?"

"Yeah, it'll be easier to help you if you stay nearby so it's no problem for me."

"Thank you."

---

We just made it to Rafayel's home. He was showing me around, his artwork was beautiful... He seemed to preen every time I complimented his work. We talked and joked around for a bit before we had to acknowledge the 'elephant seal' in the room-his words not mine.

"I just messaged Miss Bodyguard, she should be on her way here."

"Okay..."

"Nervous?"

"Yeah, it's not every day you meet yourself you know?"

"It is kind of a special only you thing...but I'm here to help."

---

"..."

"..."

"...So how are you two feeling? 'cause this is weird."

I snorted, bringing my hand to my mouth to stifle my laugh.

'Miss Bodyguard' looked over at Rafayel with a deadpan.

"...I can never leave you alone, can I?"

---

It took some explaining before we were all in silent contemplation. None of us knew what to do next.

"I don't know how to help you..."

Miss Bodyguard sighed, making Rafayel frown.

"Well, we can't just not help her though."

"I know, which is why I'm going to contact some people to help."

"and who would that be?"

---

"Luke and Kieran at your service Miss Hunter!"

"Am I seeing double right now?"

"...no no...there are two Miss Hunters..."

"...Boss'll be happy."

Miss Bodyguard, or Miss Hunter, shook her head.

"No, no telling him. He'll be a pain in my ass if he gets involved himself."

"But-"

"No."

"Yes ma'am."

Through this conversation I was giggling, they were more fun in person.

Rafayel stood to the side with a pout, but soon got distracted when his phone started going off, causing him to flinch.

"Uh oh..."

---

Miss Hunter/Bodyguard was taking me to her place, Rafayel was busy dealing with the fallout of procrastinating and Thomas was not happy.

"When we get there, if we run into anyone...your my estranged twin sister that was living overseas."

"Okay...but we have the same names?"

"...Fuck."

---

As we practically jogged through the lobby, we were stopped by yet another familiar face.

"Hey MC-..."

"Xavier! I can explain."

Xavier looked from her to me for a second, his hands holding a container of something.

"Hi?"

"Hello..."

We exchanged awkward greetings as Miss Bodyguard panicked.

"This is my um...oh who am I kidding, I can't lie to you."

"What?-"

"Come on Xav, I'll explain back at my apartment."

"Okay." He walks with us, turning to me when we reach her door, "Would you like to try this? I've been working on my baking."

"Oh! Sure why not."

As I grab a cookie? And place it in my mouth is seemed Miss Bodyguard realized what was happening and she twirled around with her hand out and a look of horror on her face.

"Mm! Not bad actually...it reminds me of the Peppernuts my step-grandma used to make. Can I have more?"

Xavier seemed to start to glow as he handed me the entire container. The little light particles floating around him as he smiled with wide, happy eyes.

Miss Bodyguard froze in shock before turning around and opened the door.

---

"I...need to use that bathroom..."

"It's the first door on the left, right before the kitchen."

I go into the bathroom, do my business, but as I'm washing my hands...the cabinet door above the sink just falls off and hits my head. It doesn't do much damage, just a small gash, but because it's on my head it bleeds terribly.

I walk out of the bathroom to Xavier standing in the hallway with Miss Hunter peaking her head out of the kitchen. When they see the blood they...kinda panic.

Xavier, without question, automatically lifts me up and goes to run out to take me to the hospital- but Miss Hunter stops him.

"Xavier! We can't take her to the hospital, I'll just call Zayne if we can't stop the bleeding here."

We end up having to call Zayne, the bleeding wouldn't stop and I was getting lightheaded.

When Zayne walks through the door, he sees me and paused for a second before immediately going into doctor mode.

He stopped the bleeding and put a small bandage over it. When he finally saw everything was fine, he looked at my face then turned towards Miss Hunter.

"Explain."

---

Miss Hunter explains what happened to both men, having not finished explaining it to Xavier before I accidentally hurt myself.

---

Miss Hunter gets a call from the Twins when she's done explaining.

"We found a few things that could help...but..."

"We will have to let Boss in on this in order to know more."

"... Damnit, fine."

"We'll meet him at the Kitty Cafe down the street."

---

"So Sylus is... intimidating. He doesn't know anything about privacy either, sending his Crow, Mephisto, to watch me with his camera vision thing. Ugh! I hate him...can't believe I have to deal with him more than I have to now."

"...Maybe I should just stay here?"

"You don't want to come to the Cafe?"

"Not really..."

I just don't want to meet the Sylus of this world...he's not my Snapdragon... probably. I just don't want to hurt myself if he isn't.

"Okay, that's fine. I didn't want you to have to meet this guy anyway so that works out perfectly."

---

I sat in Miss Hunter's apartment, a little bored staring out the window. Waiting for her to come back with news or something that will help me go back...to which place, I don't know anymore.

I would honestly love it if they were able to send me back to my Snapdragon...

Caw!

I startled as I heard a tapping on the window, too deep in thought to even realize there was now a crow hopping on the ledge.

"Oh...hello there."

I tap the glass back and giggle as the crow jumps away a bit before coming back to tap the glass again.

"You're awfully cute...I'm gonna guess your this Mephisto Miss Hunter was talking about?"

Caw Caw!

I giggle and open the window to let him in from the cold. He does a few hops before flying into the apartment and landing on the back of a chair, not too far from me.

"Want to keep me company while everyone is busy?"

Caw!

I coo at his adorable crowing.

"You're adorable, I don't know why she doesn't seem to like you...she doesn't seem to like this Sylus either."

I sit on another chair next to where Mephisto is perched.

"There is a Sylus that I know...he was ruff around the edges but he is just a sweetheart...I miss him."

I sigh as I turn my head back to the still open window.

Caw...

There's a moment of silence before I ask.

"So...from what I've heard you're a camera or video recorder right?"

Caw.

"I'll take that as a yes." I giggle.

Caw caw caw!

"Can you tell your boss, Thank you, for me? I'd appreciate it if he helps me get back..."

Caw! Caw caw!

"Oh you're too cute...you know crows are my favorite bird?"

Caw?

"Yep, they're just so pretty...I've always wanted to pet one but I'd get too excited and they would fly away before I'd take a step closer."

Caw!

Mephisto jumps to the end of his chair and flaps a few times before hopping onto my lap.

"Oh! Can I pet you then?"

Caw!

I smile all giddy, as I slowly run the back of my fingers on his feathery chest.

"Oh you are so precious..." I coo at him and he fluffs up his feathers, getting comfortable in my lap.

---

Miss Hunter came back from meeting Sylus with a frown and practically growled when she saw Mephisto on my lap. His feathers flatten in alarm but he doesn't make a move to leave.

"Oh not you again!"

Caw!

She goes to shoo him off when I hold him closer to me.

"Hey now, Mephi didn't do anything."

"Oh he does plenty by being here."

"No, as long as he is polite he can stay as long as he wants with me."

Caw.

"See? He agrees he will be good."

"No, this is my home. No crows allowed."

I huff and stand with Mephisto in my arms, all snug and not trying to leave.

"Then I'm leaving too."

"Where can you go? Raf is busy with work, and you don't know anyone else."

I look down at Mephisto in my arms in thought. Maybe I should just pull the bandaid off? Go ahead and meet him?

"Do you think your boss will let me stay with him Mephi?"

Caw!

His little head does a bobbing motion as his beak makes a clicking sound, his tail feathers fluffing out a bit and shaking.

"I'll take it as a yes then."

"Wait wait, hold on. You can't just go stay with him! He's probably, if not the, most dangerous man on this planet!"

"Then I will be the safest with him, right Mephi?"

Caw!

I continue walking to the door, cooing at Mephisto the whole way. She doesn't try to stop me but I hear a scoff come from her.

"We won't listen to her, I mean, he's my best bet at getting home I think. What with him having all those leads and all."

Coo.

"Oh you're so cute..."

---

When I make it to the lobby of the apartment building, I realized I didn't have a way of contacting him...

"Hey Mephisto? Do you think you can go tell him for me?"

Caw?

"Yeah, I don't have anything on me to contact anyone..."

Caw!

Mephisto ruffles his feathers and hops up from my arms onto my shoulder, his beak slightly rubbing on the small bandage on my head, wiggling his tail a bit before he flies off in what seems a random direction to me.

I decided to sit on a nearby bench and wait...

I wonder how this will go...

**@poptrim I finally finished Part 2!!!! There will be at least 2 more parts, the next one will be more snippets of Dragon! Sylus because while we wait for him we think back on some memories we have with him.**

***this hasn't been edited btw***

[blueikeproductions]

So the other TFONE Prime cards came out, so what I’ll do is just cover the ones I don’t have much to say about here.

First up Solus Prime.

Solus has had the weirdest design philosophies. This design seems to be primarily based on the Prime Wars webseries look.

Which is the superior design vs her original look which has this weird HR Geiger Species vibe I’m not fond of.

Solus’ primary claim to fame is being the first female Transformer, and the only one among the Primes, making most of the famous weapons in the general lore, and pry most tragic: getting shot by The Fallen and dying. Her body serving as the basis for the Well of Allsparks, meaning she functionally given birth to all Transformers going forward. There’s a… lot to unpack there, not helped is shows like RiD15 and Cyberverse use her name as an exclamation/cuss in “Sweet Solus Prime!” Unlike the older lore, ONE Solus dies by Sentinel’s actions, absolving Megatronus of the matter, which honestly I kinda prefer. Whether Solus and Megs were romantically involved here is unknown. I think what I’m most surprised by is the movie resisted giving Elita Solus’ Cog, since I guarantee older stuff would’ve done that. Outside of both being girls tho’, Solus does fit Elita’s hard working personality more than Alchemist and Onyx.

Nexus Prime

Not gonna lie, I’m kinda disappointed about this one. His gimmick is he’s the first Combiner, which again contradicts Aligned’s claim Amalgamous is the first converting robot with the first Cog. The ONE design pushes it more into a G1 Blitzwing direction, with vestigial nods to the combiner idea in that he looks to combine from a jet and tank in particular, again mirroring Blitzwing.

Though it also could be a reference to Flywheels.

Nexus Prime’s original designs nevertheless make his Combiner gimmick expressed more clearly.

So it feels like a bit of a downgrade to me. His gun shield looks like it formed from a tank component to me, but that could be a stretch… Maybe he really IS a Duocon in this universe.

Liege Maximo

If there’s one thing Liege is known for, it’s not having a consistent design.

As we’ve gone from whatever this is supposed to be…

To Loki because the MCU was really popular back then.

The new design still uses Marvel Loki as the basis, but dials it back considerably, instead making him more of a generic knight. Notably the inclusion of a sword is interesting, as Aligned states his weapons are poisonous Legion Darts. Maximo’s initial concept painted HIM as the first Decepticon, of which Megatron and the others are descended from, an evil being created by Primus to counterbalance the first Prime via G2. Because Megatronus later inherited a lot of this, he instead was cast as more of a manipulative trickster, still evil, but not to the same extent as his G2 version was. Liege Maximo is also the Prime of false starts, as his G2 and IDW selves were set up as the next major villain but cancellation saw this unresolved. G2 Liege Maximo saw conclusion in what was unofficial fan fiction written by Furman, while IDW Liege Maximo was unceremoniously killed by Shockwave-Onyx in the main book. His only role that saw a proper conclusion was in RiD15, where he was the villain of the day in a chapter book causing problems for the Autobots because he was bored in the Prime Realm and wanted a cheap thrill. RiD is also the only place his Loki like characteristics were played around with. Because the Primes in ONE appear to all be benevolent, it’s not clear if Megatronus or Liege Maximo are still supposed to be the evil ones or not, but the more heroic looking Liege says no to me.

Amalgamous Prime

The mad lads finally made this horrifying thing work.

Pushing it into a four armed ED-209 direction is much better, and frankly going by his more “primitive” build, they can easily make future Shockwave toys into Amalgamamous. This guy’s claim to fame in the modern lore is being the first actual Transformer with the first Cog, which again is contradicted by Nexus and (possibly) Onyx also being able to Transform… Aligned lore says his Cog informed all future robots on Cybertron of the ability to Transform, but ONE streamlines it that ALL the Primes had Cogs and the ability to Transform, making Amalgamous somewhat redundant. Aligned also claims his direct descendants are “Shifters”, Transformers with omni transformation, rather than the standard robot to vehicle.

Aligned didn’t really do much with this concept because you can’t realistically make a toy of such a thing nor is it feasible to have them as reoccurring characters for both expenses and being OP, with TFP Makeshift and RID15 Pseudo being depicted as shadow creatures in their default mode. The Shifters haven’t returned post Aligned so I think it’s an abandoned concept. Future stuff I would assume would instead say Triple Changers and Six Changers are AP’s direct descendants since they’re much easier to work with in toy and fiction. His new Robot Mode makes me think he turns into a tank, but I’m also not sure if his head is his chest or not….

Vector Prime

Aside from his head and colors, the TFONE version is straight up the original Galaxy Force version.

Though his colors evoke one of Vector Prime’s influences, the Marvel G1 Last Autobot.

Vector Prime’s best known role is in Cybertron/Galaxy Force, where as the Primus appointed guardian of time, he joined the Autobots of the present day to find the Cyber Planet Keys to close the Black Hole that threatened the universe, as it was the end of time. Galaxy Force also showed Vector Prime can manipulate time, but it was a drain on his energy, and using it too much would kill him. Notably he used a brief display of this early on to save the kids and Mini-Cons from certain death, but I guess this version of Vector couldn’t do the same to defeat Sentinel & the Quints…

[m0rninglatte]

No one:

The whole vibe change between the Sherberts:

Im a speedy boi with a casual scar across my chest don't worry bout it and I'm gonna avoid the topic of family. I also have a feather thats not mine but dont pay attention to it.Anyway- look at my pigeons and their lil hats we do the mail! :]

Welcome to curses and queers, I'm a simp for a plant lady, I make potions and do a bit of crime here and there, what can I do for you

Robot la- Oh. No more Robot lad I guess- I'm sure they'll come back and be fine

*Just insert Slimecicles BG3 character (Xiv) whole intro for Icarus*

I'm a friendly crab who got a happy ending but not before I had a panic attack about sleeping for 2 months because I promised a friend I would be there for him and one of my arms got replaced with a robot arm but I'm with my family now!

I'm just a regular engineer navigator who's not sus but sometimes I can be sus and do be committing murder also my dad just sends me on these weird ass jobs- uhm HES PAYING ME IN FUTURE FATHERLY LOVE OK

I'm an asshole sure but I'm also a coyote and I live in a fun world with fun games to play where I can just be "in the clear" and slay

Was on a raft with the crew doing the navigating, died and now I'm ghost wondering around other rafts

Just a regular skyrite with a tower and lives with my brother nothing bout that's sus....

Lonely elf guy who's just happy to have their life back to normal

Screw a panicking 17 year old infront of me, I want to play bed wars and kick ass in general.

Lightning in me bones,angsty boy kisser, casually gets possessed by a storm.

Angsty dimensional lad who just wanted to see their brother again who does nothing wrong

Just a regular queer streamer and a flim major making this silly lil multiverse thing will be fine! Nothing can aff- OH FOR FUCK SAKES

[frostdemigod]

Lads, new endfield trailer dropped and we see some stuff. I'll put my entire thoughts and stuff under the read more for spoilers sake but also because I ramble a lot

A Surtr clone(?) and an Aurora clone

And I know they're clones for one reason. Just like Angelina, they were infected. Endfield has no cure for oripathy, at least from what I remember. So they would make clones and do memory transplants like Angelina did, but her files show that she is clearly her own person, she looks the same and has the memories and stories of the old Angelina, but she knows she isn't her.

Warfarin is alive, as mentioned from Angie's files, and she probably isn't a clone, mainly due to sarkaz having insane lifespans. Surtr would probably be the same if she wasn't infected. Oripathy isn't gonna spare her for 300 odd years, so her being a clone is probably a guarantee. Unless the oripathy meds had an advancement great enough to stall her infection for that long, until it became cheap enough to manufacture constantly. I know Eyja's oripathy got worse so Surtr isn't entirely safe, although her infection level is still pretty low in arknights.

But isn't this like. Super sad? Imagine seeing someone who looks exactly like one you shared memories with, spent time together with... They have those memories, and they look just like them. But they aren't the same person. They have their own personality and everything. They just have the memories injected in there.

They're not the people you used to know. They never will be.

I just find this like super depressing... the more I think about it the less I want to see the old ak cast in endfield, show me future generations like the new ch'en and stuff! That's cool! They lived a happy life and the family is still going! Continuing traditions, mentioning history, reminiscing about their ancestors. I love that idea! The world truly feels like it moves!!

But seeing someone you used to know as a ship of theseus situation... that like... really hurts man. Yeah they probably wanted to try the clone thing, but it isn't perfect. It's not like a robotic body you just plug in a program into and it's good to go. You're just injecting some of the past in there but they doesnt become the person the memories are from.

Like, am I weird for this incoherent rambling about the logistics of this? That I don't want to see characters I like basically cloned in this manner, because it gives me an inexplicable sadness about the situation. That our best solution to oripathy is a copy-paste method that we haven't even perfected yet as a "cure" or some medication to delay the inevitable.

The chances of Shana appearing in endfield are nonexistent. She doesn't even have a story appearance in arknights itself aside from her operator record. I know that if we do get more old cast, it would probably be the infected ones too, and this genuinely makes me happy in a twisted way. I don't want to see her like that. It'd hurt. So the chances being as slim as they are is soothing, but it isn't 0. That's what terrifies me.

Imagine I somehow was put in a couple century stasis and woke up and saw my brother the same as before. I imagine he went through the same as me, we talk, everything is normal. But then I learn that he isn't my brother, just has the memories and same body but his personality is different, his likes, dislikes, fears, it's all different... I'd be terrified man. I want to scream, run away, cry. It's like a skinwalker, some scenario straight out of a horror setting. Arknights is a terrifying setting as is. But this makes it much, much more eerie. So with every returning operator, the sadder the setting of endfield makes me.

[boozenboze]

2. Hound Dog

Tf!141 x Roberta!Male reader

Summary: Don’t mess with the people he holds to dear. He will get blood on his hands for them.

Women/Female Aligned DNI

While going through the endless amounts of older articles and private information. Price hadn't found much significance in the writings, though there were a few things he took to mind. Some of the poorly taken photos were clear to be of M/n. However, there was something weird under the information. He used to be under an elite squad way before he joined the 141. The call sign he has now Teleiotís, wasn't even his original call sign. Having gone under the codename Hound. "The hell were you up to lad..?" Price murmured, eyes focusing on the name. It was another word for a dog, a wild beast. M/n wasn't like that, he'd always been the perfect soldier. Even if he did act robotic sometimes. Despite the decent amount of info that was given, there wasn't enough to piece many things together. Why was he so durable, strong at that. He'd met many other soldiers in his time, yet there was nobody like this. Nobody like him.

Going a bit further, he found a folder in the corner of the screen, the slightly hidden folder having caught his full attention. He clicked on it, watching the screen flash black, extracting a look of wary from his face. 0...13..26...45...60..76...89...95...100..loading.

A knock on his door swept his attention away from the screen, Price now looking towards the door.

"Time to start headin' out," Laswell called out, leaving Price to sigh in response. He still had shit he needed to do, that would have to wait. They still had a job to do. In the moments that Price put his hat on his head, and headed out the door, a description was shown of a man. In bold italic letters in red, showed something that could change a lot. The Blood-Hound of The Inner Circle.

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Everything went to shit, leaving Soap beat up on the ground with Gaz tied up to Price, arms to their backs. They don't know what they'd done with Ghost, but he's a tough one so they try not to worry much about it. After almost acquiring what they needed, the whole operation having gone too smoothly for their liking ended with them being led into a trap. M/n was nowhere to be found, hell he hadn't even come on this run with them. If anything he should still be at the base, doing whatever work he does when they do go on a mission without him. "Watcher-1, do you copy?" Price grumbled, voice sounding hoarse and dry. He struggled against the rope, wrists having rug burn on them causing a stinging sensation. "Shit.., Soap...lad you alive?" Soap opened his eyes, having had them closed moments ago. He looked roughed up, having run his mouth more than needed towards the enemy. Left him with a bruised cheek and busted lip.

"Never been better sir.." Soap groaned, feeling the pain in his back as he sat up groggily. He pushed himself up against the wall, working his wrists only to feel that he was tied too. "Got this shit bloody fucking tight- ugh." Soap struggled against his restraints to no avail, his wrists beginning to sting due to his struggle. He leaned his head against the wall, sighing out of frustration. As far as they could tell, they were unable to hear anything going on outside the room, and the only thing there for potential escape was a ventilation system high up on the ceiling. They were stuck, no doubt, with no possible way of escape. A few moments passed, Soap lolling his head to the right, hearing the door to the room they were being held in being unlocked. Adrenaline rushed through their bodies, an unspoken sentence going through their heads as their eyes set heavy on the door. Be ready

The door creaked open, Gaz shifting in his seated position, fully being on edge. With the door fully opened, they found themselves staring into nothing. The hallway was completely dark, the lights occasionally flickering. "The hell..?" Price murmured, squinting at the dark abyss of the hall, attempting to land his gaze on something, anything. Then he saw it, the familiar sight of the red substance he and the rest of his fellow soldiers often got on their hands. It looked fresh, and as the lights flickered again he could see the extent of it all. An audible gulp was heard from Soap, which was understandable. They weren't able to hear or see...whatever the hell happened, but there was no mistaking the sight of Ghost walking past, the large man stopping when he found his team. "Bloody hell..." Ghost said under his breath, rushing to untie Gaz and Price from one another. "Well look at that, L.T. here saving the day." Soap cheered cheekily, though the look Ghost gave him shut him up. He let the man untie him, nodding his head at him once finished. The 3 took the chance to stretch, needing to be ready to move again. "Mind telling us what going on?" Gaz questioned, referring to the flickering lights and blood-splattered walls. "Dunno wasn't me though." Ghost replied gruffly, his gaze coming in contact with the others who held a look of confusion and a sense of uneasiness. If Ghost hadn't done this, that'd only mean one thing. Someone else was here

"Where were you-, what'd happened when they took you," Soap asked, shifting his weight to his right leg. Silence filled the room, Ghost just staring at each of them.

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Thwack

Thwack

Thwack

Blood was spat out of Ghost's mouth, and his mask had been ripped off his face, leaving him with his balaclava. He was being interrogated, his silence having ticked off the enemy soldiers badly. "Hell's it gon take to make ya talk eh?" The soldier said, the annoyance prominent in their tone. Ghost's head was to the side, his gaze to the ground.

"Oi...speak damnit!" A loud thud was heard, the butt of a gun making contact with Ghost's skull. The soldier went in for another hit only to be stopped by the other soldier in the room with a hand to the shoulder. They scoffed, backing away and letting the other soldier have his turn. They turned on their heel, walking out of the room, leaving Ghost alone with the other soldier. The man stood there for a moment, looking down at Ghost who was also looking at him. A look of distaste clear in his gaze, moments going by with just this. "You're gonna have to talk," He stated shortly, the soldier, pulling a chair to now sit across from Ghost. He sat, lounging in the wooden chair casually, potentially trying to appear laid back. An often yet effective tactic. "And hell if I don't?" Ghost said back, hardened stare not leaving the soldier who visibly became uncomfortable under his gaze.

"Well, ya teammates seemed pretty worried bout ya earlier." The soldier said, staring back at Ghost with his newfound found hand. The fucker was holding the lives of his team over his head, and quite frankly. That's not something he'd want to happen.

He glared, the smirk appearing on the other man's face pissing him off with each second it remained. "Lay a damn hand on any of em and I swear I'll-" Ghost was cut off by the sound of a blood-curdling scream, followed by the sound of glass shattering. The enemy soldier stood up, pulling his gun up steadily. The screams faded out, a cracking sound echoing through the now silent hall. The soldier stopped in place, the sound of footsteps being heard making their way down the hall. With a shaky hand, he grabbed the doorknob, slowly opening the door and peeking out of it.

His breath hitched, at the sight of the soldier who was originally inside the room with his neck twisted where the back of his head should be. His mouth was ajar, blood spilling from his mouth, worse part about it being that he was still alive. He wasn't getting enough air, choking on his own blood while using whatever air he had left in his lungs to breathe. Or at least try...

The soldier backed away, the door creaking open on its own, enough for Ghost to see as well. He tensed, gazing hard at the now dying soldier. Not even a second later, a gun went flying towards the soldier in the room with him. The man got thrown back, the gun sending him flying into the wall, the head of the gun piercing the man through the mouth and out his skull. His body now hung from the wall, completely motionless.

The remaining man, Ghost stared at the whole scene. He couldn't move, gaze shifting to the doorway again to see someone standing there. He was locked in, being able to hear his own thoughts yet couldn't move a muscle even if he tried. His pupils dilated as the figure approached him slowly and tentatively. Upon closer look, he had a black surgical mask on his face, with a familiar uniform on his body. Was he worried about that at the moment though? Not at all.

Ghost's eyes lost their sight on him once they went behind him, feeling the enigma untie his hands. He still hadn't moved, yet a look of confusion was now held in his eyes. His breath hitched when he felt something land in his lap, relaxing when he saw his mask. He looked back up, about to say something only for the man to be gone.

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The three stared at Ghost, looks of equal confusion and intensity in their eyes.

"Let's move, can't risk gettin' caught up with whatever the hell's going on." Price said, quickly moving to lead the others out. They had to be quick, or else there'd be a possibility that they'd end up having the same fate as those other poor sods.

As they moved through the large building, swiping whatever guns or knives the fallen soldiers had on them. Gaz had to cover his nose at one point, the metallic smell of blood making him feel sick.

"Where we even goin'..., place s' like a labyrinth," Gaz murmured, staying close on Price's 6 while Soap stayed a bit further back with Ghost's imposing figure.

"Should be an exit somewhere-." Price held his hand up, the others stopping in suit. There were two people at the end of the hall, both throwing punch after punch at the other. With a quick and swift movement, the soldier who was clear to be the enemy lifted the other up, slamming him onto a table that was for some reason at the end of the hall.

"You really thought I couldn't recognize you...," An unfamiliar voice spoke, possibly the enemy soldier. The sound of a gun clock echoed through the quiet hall, the 141 members hiding around the corner, silently watching the whole spectacle. "I know how you fight, hell we were from the same regiment.

"Hmm, well I do recognize you..." The other voice spoke, Soap's ears perking up at the sound of it. If he wasn't dreaming, it was who he thought it was, despite his tone being so... different. A scoff of amusement was heard from the same man.

"Why don't you just shoot me eh? I see that look in yer eyes." The enemy spoke, glaring down at the other man. "You were an asset to our plans, yet you up and left us like an old toy. Boss wasn't very happy bout that..." Silence came back into the room, Gaz looking back at Soap who had a look of familiarity in his eyes. "What?" Gaz whispered, staying as quiet as possible. Soap held a hand up, a silent motion to tell Gaz to be quiet.

"Come back with us Hound, stop pretending to be some weak-ass hero. Come be the man you were before." The man pushed, smirk clear in his voice. The four men's eyes widened, their teammate? No, it couldn't be...how... "Markov would love to see this pretty face again y'know."

A low chuckle left the other man.

"Well...I am tired of it all, but once I'm done here, my job will be done," The voice spoke back, undoubtedly belonging to their teammate. The enemy backed away, gun still in his hands as he watched Hound intently. With the way his gaze lay on the man, it was clear there was something else he wanted. Hound, being the quick-minded man he was, sighed as he sat up a bit more on the table.

"Still being cautious, understandable." The sound of a belt unbuckling made Price quickly move slightly from around the corner, ready to shoot the man. Without missing a beat, the lock on Hound's belt opened, revealing something other than a belt. The sound of shots firing made Price back, the enemy yelled out in pain, falling to his knees.

"You fucking!- AGH." The man was cut off when he was suddenly lifted off the ground, Hound landing a heavy blow across the soldier's face. "You think I'd lower myself down to your level again? Pig," Hound spoke, glaring down at the soldier who looked shocked. Another punch to the face, then the stomach. The enemy spat out blood, knees buckling yet Hound's hold on his shirt unwavered. Another punch was heard, only this time a loud crack was heard. Price, Gaz, Soap, and Ghost listened intently, an uncomfortable feeling in the pits of their stomachs to the sound of bones breaking. "I'd never go back, not when I have them," Hound spoke, voice void of any emotion towards the beaten and wounded soldier "They're my family and my loyalty...my protection...my love is for them. I'd be damned if I let them go, or have you try and take me back to that shit hole."

It was like a pang to the heart, despite how sinister his tone was coming off. It was refreshing, he really did care for them despite how he behaved. Though, they couldn't ignore the fact that...he'd been associated with Markov. (A/n: I tagged those who asked to be tagged or be made aware of when this came out in the comments of pt.1) @byakuren100 @d0wnwthecl0wn @thefanpov @sochigonzo

@hashslingingslasherofficial @hauntedapplefarm @incubusx @king825

[jackiepackiee]

Hey princess

(oh god that's weird.)

I have seen that your request are open (or my delusional ass is lying to me)

So could I request like any of the flags x reader that's like ummmmm... Like a mad Scientific that explodes almost everything they touch?

Take your own time honey buns and take care or else the boogie man will get you❤️💋

-arrozamarilloAnon🍚

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚜 𝚡 𝚂𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

Warnings - explosions?

Type - headcanons

Made this platonic cause I didn’t know 🙏

Albatross -

Duo made in hell

How is all of Yokohama not gone?

Will ask you to add some crazy shit to his vehicles

Say no, please

Will very much enjoy watching your creations

And enjoys watching them blow up even more

“Can you make me part robot? Pleaseeee?” “No.”

Probably the worst best on having as a lab assistant

Will try and steal some chemicals

6/10, entertaining but not safe

Pianoman -

Will yell at you

If you’re ever caught being reckless? (Which you always are)

He will drag you away from whatever you’re working on and scold you

He isn’t leader of the flags for nothing

And no, he isn’t scared of you

He’s scared for you

Bombs, explosives, chemicals, all very dangerous

And he cares about you

6/10, great person but you won’t be having fun

Lippmann -

Such a menace

Will try and mess with people on missions with you

Threats became a whole lot easier

“Listen to me or my scientist friend will use you as a lad rat.”

As for bombs? A little scared

Don’t you dare ruin that perfect face with smoke from the explosion

But, he will cheer you on from afar

7/10, good but not extraordinary

Doc -

Twin!

Who better than this crazy scientist to be a duo with the port mafias best (or worst) scientist

Saying worst depending on what your skill is used for

Doc’s goal is to save lives, and what’s better than some of the victims of you?

Mafia enemies only of course

As for the explosions? He won’t be present

Already has enough health issues, and smoke isn’t his thing

All in all 9/10 for a partner in crime

Iceman -

Concerned

He’s a gentle, precise man

Tries to keep his life clean even during work

And having you around blowing up every other object? It’s a handful

He’ll never say anything mean

Only out of concern will he use this big muscles and drag you away from another experiment

“No, you’re going to blow your hand off.”

8/10, great for safety

Chuuya 16! -

Thinks it’s the coolest thing to watch explosions

“Blow this up! Woah! Again, again!”

He’s still a teen, of course watching a dumb of buildings get destroyed is awesome

But… still a little scared

You’re a scientist, and his past with them aren’t great

Rest assured that you’ll grow on him, everybody does

Always wants to team up

Using his gravity manipulation you can be right next to a bomb and he’ll protect you from any scrap metal that may fly away

8/10, very childish when seeing explosions (it’s cute) 

[luddlestons]

Can I ask what you think bells hells sound like in bed? Like who’s loud, who’s quiet? Who likes dirty talk and who prefers to just moan?

-cracks knuckles- oh you ABSOLUTELY can ask.

I think a LOT about character voices, especially when I listen to them talk for so long, so this is giving me leeway to ramble for a loooong time.

Below a cut because NSFW, long, etc.

Ashton: Capable of being very quiet, because all of their teenage fooling-around happened in shared rooms. Obviously swearing constantly. I think he's more likely to cut off in the middle of a sentence and gasp or straight up growl than he is to moan. The dirty talk is 70% the word 'fuck'. Sounds dangerously similar to how they sound when they get their ass kicked. Which is hot af. Like ragged and low and out of breath. And, uh. Whatever they were doing when Orym gave them a massage. That exactly.

Braius: We don't know him that well yet so I'm not sure? I think he'd be fairly loud and exuberant, with a lot of praise for his partner. Lots of talking, not concerned with whoever tf might hear him. He's a slippery one, voice-wise, it's hard to place him.

Chet: .......guys I don't know if I wanna picture all the weird old gnome noises. I think probably it's half weird old gnome noises and half werewolf howling. Probably very bad at dirty talk but in a charming way. He's silly with it, and silly sex is important! I do also like the idea of him dropping into the werewolf voice too <3 werewolf transformation during sex is also important. He is talking JUST as loud as he always does. That man cannot whisper.

Dorian: Obviously his voice is beautiful, and I imagine that if you do things right, you can get him up into that really high-pitched voice he does sometimes, usually actually when he's nervous. Dorian's such a proper lad so he doesn't swear very much (it's hard to write from his pov bc I don't think he even swears much in his own head) but I think you can get him rambling if you try. It's not that dirty, per se? But if he's very plain about what he's feeling it can be unintentionally filthy. The air genasi unending breath thing is of course something I use a lot in fics, and I like to think of it as an emotional response, like a gasp that doesn't end, but you can't vocalize much unless you're breathing in or out, so he's quiet when he does that. And he's a romantic! Very likely to just say "I love you" when he comes.

FCG: you might've thought I wasn't putting FCG on this list but THINK AGAIN, I want them and Frida to have at least one night of robot passion! Now. Do I think robot sex noises sound like dial-up? Yeah. Yeah I do. Actually, Letters probably sounds like dial-up, Frida probably sounds like..... like the haptic noises on the PS4 home screen. Listen I know that's a weird pull but that's the closest thing I've got. I think there would be a lot of talking and communication, probably a lot more of that than there is of sex. However robot sex happens. I've read some fanfiction for them and it's cute!

Fearne: oh fearnie <3 she probably sounds SO beautiful, her voice is already so breathy and sweet! I think (and often write) that the tone of sickeningly sweet condescension she pulls on people sometimes, especially when she's laying it on thick while lying to someone, comes out when she's domming. Generally more soft and gentle with her voice but she can get loud too, especially if she's trying to be noisy on purpose. Moans a TON and sounds good doing it. She can get a little theatrical if she knows her partner's into it, not in a way where she's faking it, but letting herself put more oomph into it than she needs to.

Imogen: I can see her doing a lot more low, gentle talking that gets interrupted by little gasps. Definitely the type who puts her hands over her face when she gets too overwhelmed, so she muffles herself a little bit. Not very loud, but tends to get kind of startled into making noises. It would also be cute as hell if she goes completely quiet sometimes but just sends out a BARRAGE of horny emotions telepathically.

Laudna: Very loud and has no idea she's doing it. Will say Imogen's name 30 times in one minute. I feel like she rotates between soft, whispery sort of talking and extremely loud crying out. Her higher register when she talks tends to be very loud and clear (think how she calls out a name when she's sending a Message to someone) so you can hear her anywhere in the building.

Orym: Somewhat similar to how I picture Imogen, I think Orym is big into praising his partner in that kind of low, gentle voice he has when he's explaining something (the scene I'm picturing is when he's describing his and Will's family as they're coming into Zephrah). Unexpectedly filthy, though (Orym is pretty good at keeping it professional but does swear in a way that sounds natural and probably dirty talks like that, too). Very calmly tells his partner exactly what he wants to do to them--let's not forget that Orym makes a LOT of sex jokes, like only slightly less than Fearne and Chet. If he bottoms he's probably less verbal, but still kind of quiet, little moans and gasps separated by half-sentences.

[snipsper]

ULTRAKIIIIIILL DAYCARE ATTENDAAAANT

Close-ups!!

Plus an extra practice Sun in the margins of my bio nb

I’m not sure where I’m gonna take this lads, I just wanted to practice drawing V1 and then it became Sun and Moon as the prototype V models from Ultrakill. Now I’ve got two (maybe three) killer robots fueled only by the power of fresh blood. These designs may change over time if I ever polish them up and make new additions!! But this was a lotta fun!! They’re rlly getting me outta my comfort zone with new things (I couldn’t even fcking draw anything like this before like whuh)

,,and maybe I’m contemplating on adding a reader kind of thing where you’re either a resident of Hell or an archangel kinda like Gabriel, but it’s more a rivalry-turned-relationship (enemies to friends(to lovers)) that comes from power death-matches you all participate in and it blossoms from the respect on one another’s skills as you best each other in every fight. Which, I still need to concept because, I’m tired and my wrist hurts

Me thinks I have a weird thing for love in strange places and among unlikely circumstances,, staring at my other wips (that’s yet to come to light cause I wanna work on em properly,,)

So yeah! Bye! See you soon!

[beanghostprincess]

The Strawhats in general have the BIGGEST LGBT+ energy.

Sanji? Closeted Bi ((maybe transfemme))

Ussop? Somebody look me in the eye and say he wouldn't be AT LEAST an ally, ideally bi/pan panic lad

Chopper? Yeah he's well read. He's also a reindeer. He's an animal. Biology dictates the survival of a species is reliant on reproducing but yeah homosexuality and gender changes occur in nature, why would he be upset about that?

Luffy? Aroace king. Squishes abundant. Romance? Weird. You know what isn't weird? Loving your friends.

Zoro? That's a gay man if I've ever seen one.

Vivi? Bisexuality win. She and Nami are long distance.

Robin? She doesn't really know what she is, she doesn't really look for labels, she's simply Vibing and Being Happy. Honestly? Queen shit.

Brook? He's a skeleton. He only has bones in his pants. Equal opportunity panty peeker.

Franky? Nonbinary specifically bc he thinks it's hilarious that his gender is "myeh" but he's a robot, the programming was binary, but HE'S NOT LMAOOOO ((Big Bro, but in a Vibe Way, not a Gender Way, you know how it is-))

Jimbei? Aroace uncle who is sex neutral and will throw down if anyone hurts his kids crewmates/captain.

There's no room for bigotry in their ship and anyone who tries will catch EVERYONE'S hands

I have some different headcanons but you're so real for all of these !!! Gayest crew in the seas and that's hard because all pirates are queer 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

[gamebunny-advance]

1010 Malt Shop - Green Plushie

It's done. It's finally done. 1 week of blood, sweat, and tears (mostly blood), and he's done.

But I don't have a good enough camera nor photography skills to really capture his true charm ;w;

(Boring self reflection + more pics under the cut)

Anyway, this is the project I've been working on lately. No particular thing really prompted this. Like most things I do, it was started on a whim and finished with will power. I don't really have much experience with plush making or sewing, so despite his obvious faults, I still think he turned out pretty nicely for an amateur.

As per usual, I didn't have enough foresight to document the process, but I can nonetheless talk about the experience and point out some details of it.

Firstly, he's a pretty large lad. Here he is compared to the official DJSS plush and one of the test prints I did of "Melon Float."

Counting his straw, he's about 16 inches tall. I wasn't counting on him being so big, so I don't really know what I'm gonna do with him now...

I say this took a week, but I probably could have quartered that time if I had a working sewing machine, but since I didn't, the majority of the time was spent just sewing the thing together. (Btw, pattern over here.) The only fabric details that weren't hand-sewn are the circle/stripe details on his pants and shoes, and the bow/buttons on his shirt, which were all glued on.

The base pattern didn't come with any clothes, so I just adapted the body patterns into clothes. Structurally, he's basically wearing a second skin~ I did think about making the gloves for the sake of accuracy, but at that point, the only skin he'd be showing is his face, and I wanted to keep some soft parts out since his clothes are so stiff. They're so stiff, they can stand on their own and be stacked on top of each other without falling over.

(The plush has a harder time standing than his clothes do...)

Speaking of the clothes, let me say right now that it bothers me more than anyone else that the paint details don't color-match his pants. I was so high on the euphoria of starting this project that when I was out getting supplies, I saw some glow-in-the-dark paint and thought it'd be a great idea since he's a robot and all. The color on the bottle looked close enough at the time, and the original plan was that only the face would be painted with the other details being felt, but on top of me forgetting that effects paint takes a long time to build up layers, the green also dried differently than I thought it would, so it threw everything off, but I didn't have the patience to suck it up and repaint everything with a better color match. I did try to add a light gradient with my pastels like in the original art work, but it turned out so light that it's barely perceivable and totally not worth the clamminess I get when I touch chalk.

I think the most time-consuming part was his hair. While sewing the body together took 2 days, the clothes 2 days, and painting 1 day, the hair took about 3 as I had to figure out essentially how to do it myself on the fly. The first day was mostly trial and error. I did find a couple of online tutorials about how to get this loopy yarn hair, but the ones that I found both required tools that I didn't have. Eventually, I figured out a way to make it work, but I feel like it was less than efficient:

Basically, his hair is made with chunks of yarn that are tied together, and each chunk is individually sewn into place. I didn't count, but I think there are 13-14 hair chunks total to give him a full head. I do like how I made his bangs uneven to mimick how I draw his hair, but I couldn't quite pull off having his distinct hair-part and I couldn't figure out how to give the illusion of half his hair being straight without it looking weird. (I did try cutting the loops to let the strands be straight, but I didn't like the look of it, so I kept them all loopy).

This is a weird thing to say out of context, but I'm especially proud of the back of his head. Originally I was just going to paint on his undercut (which I'm glad I didn't because this paint REALLY hardens the cotton), so I got the bright idea to sew on individual strands of yarn for it. I think the effect is great, but I would not wish it upon my worst enemy, because to get the effect, I had to sew on each. strand. individually. The day I made the face poll, and said that was going to be a break day? I wound up doing this instead, and it took just as long to sew in those 20+ strands of yarn as it did the rest of his hair.

To segway into that poll, as you can see, I went with option 2 with some slight edits. Just the white/green eyes looked a little plain to me, so I added my usual dark pupil and added a green-star glitter to the center. I'm the one that has to live with this thing for the foreseeable future, so I made some executive decisions. Unfortunately, there were a few errors while painting, which you can clearly see in the above pictures OTL. I did try to seal off my painting areas with tape, but it still bled and stained in a few places. I don't really know if it's possible to clean the stains without ruing the rest of the face, but if you have any ideas, I'd love to hear them.

There are a few extra details that I guess are worth pointing out: he's actually wired. I put in some armature wire so he'd be able to move his limbs despite the stiff felt but... I didn't secure them that well, and the wire for his arms got displaced, so I currently can't bend them ;3;. I'd have to open him up again to replace it, and I REALLY don't want to undress him again to get to his back. The worst thing about this plush is that his clothes are so stiff that he's actually very hard to dress.

The wire in his legs is mostly still in place, so he can at least (kinda) sit.

I think the last thing worth talking about is the ice cream accessory. It was really simple to make (it's just air dry clay over foil + extra pieces), but it's cute, so I wanted to point it out~

It's a hair clip, so it can be taken on and off. Theoretically, it could be worn by a person, but it's a little heavy to be wearing it all day~ The camera/lighting really blew out the colors, but I think it turned out to be a nice creamy french vanilla color like I really wanted~

Other details like the glitter on his eyes/cheeks can't really be captured on my shitty ipod camera, but rest assured that he is pleasantly sparkling~

I think my biggest takeaway from this project has been materials: I thought that using felt would be a great alternative to having to buy an entire yard of fabric for a one time project, but besides the paint, it was the hardest material to work with. If I have to pick and choose, next time I think the body will be felt, and the clothes will be cotton, or maybe I'll actually invest in some fleece, so it can be soft all the way~ Since the clothes are removable, I could theoretically make him his default sailor suit and just replace the straw with his proper hair loop to convert this into a "canon" design plush, but we'll see what the future holds. I did get the felt colors to make my *other* babygirl, but given this experience, I may hold off on making him until a much later date.

[brawlina]

HC REQUESTS YOU SAY???? any friendship headcannons for bea???

- @starrr-cringee

Yay, my first ask!

Here's my friendship headcannons for Bea!

GENERAL

Bea isn't the most extroverted or outgoing person, but she's never struggled with making friends. Shes got pretty positive relations with almost everyone, barring a few haters.

Making puns is an excellent way in piquing her interest. She likes having pun-offs with her friends. She doesn't always win, but she doesn't mind as long as she has fun!

Bea doesn't like being patronized, so brawlers who do that are a little lower on her like list. There doesn't seem to be a hate list yet.

BRAWLER SPECIFIC

Max was Bea's first friend in the park, having joined it together. Bea sometimes finds Max's energy exhausting, and Max doesn't get all her babble about bugs and stuff, and they both have terribly busy schedules, but they always try to say hi and catch up whenever they get the chance.

This friendship with Max is why she got tapped to act as a villain for the 'Max Force' series (In my headcannons, skin collections are like special stories and events made to drive up more hype and business for the Park and its properties.)

Bea was actually pretty intimidated by Rosa when they first met. Rosa was her superior in both the Biodome, the brawling scene, and just in everything physical. But once she discovered Rosa's silly and nerdy side, they immediately became close.

It really wasn't a surprise to anyone (except maybe the two of them) that they ended up as a couple.

She didn't think she'd get attached to Sprout so much when she and Rosa made it, but now they think of it as their son. It even calls them mother sometimes.

Bea adores Spike a lot. She's always happy when he comes around looking for Sprout and just finds him to be a nice lad.

Bea is less enthused about 8-BIT and Tick. They're both fine robots , but sometimes she can't help but worry that 8-BIT's temper and Tick's chaotic energy will rub off on Sprout. she really is a mother.

She likes Carl. Even though she knows very little about Geology, she doesn't mind sitting down and listening to him ramble about all the kinds of rocks before having a little punning contest.

Bea and Piper have a nice little trade deal going on where she supplies Piper with honey her bees make, and Piper gives her some of her baked goods. There is more to their friendship than just that, but sweets just make the world go round.

Speaking of honey, she has a deal with Nita to keep giving her honey so she and Leon don't break into the Biodome and mess their research up. This worked pretty well, though its been less effective since the Candyland area opened up.

Bea empathizes with Meg in being underestimated for their diminutive statures and in having more popular co-workers. She likes to cheer Meg up and remind Max to keep her younger teammate in mind. (Meg is a teen genius in my headcannons. But I'm not yet sure exactly how old she is yet)

Chester is one of the few people she doesn't like very much because he tried to pull a prank and nearly broke something in the dome.

Eve and Bea have a tentatively okay relationship. Eve is not over Bea capturing her in a jar (even though she apologized for it) and she will never let Bea near her babies. They can still work together for Brawls, though and Eve doesn't mind being around her in the safety of her own ship.

Bea and Angelo have a weird friendship. Originally, Bea just wanted to learn why and how Angelo turned into a mosquito, when Angelo suddenly started venting and gossiping with her. Shes not one for gossip, but it seems to make them happy and they sometimes tell her what its like to be a mosquito.

Because of her relationship with Angelo, Willow seems to be cool with her too.

[airpanic]

It's been a long time no see, but even after ten years I still haven't forgotten what you told me. Oh you were so drunk, you know that night, I had to eat your horrible mussels soup with beer up in the farm. Your unmatriculed gun, the NOFX records, and what you told me about life, about your concert. Last time I heard your voice, you were already dead for some times. Paradoxe in Belfort huh, before all that shit in Basel, for me and your sons. I followed your footsteps somehow, but as you said, I was too careful... or not too dumb I don't know anymore. I wonder if I could see you on the other side guitar hero... sometimes I look at your sky and I feel really sorry I never talked about America more... but you know, you wouldn't like them so much today I guess...

It's been a long time no see, since that dumb parking in Lorraine. I'm still that kind into old Anti-Flag, Conflict and Sick on the bus somehow, I still wait seated like a tzein on the metal barrier. Since you left for the UK without a trace, I wondered many times how is your life. Probably we both look like our dads now. I don't know but I released a couple of EPs, and made it bigger than you wanted... but did it made happier ? Not really... It's still Vacant you know... I still can't hear Iron Maiden without thinking about you. If you even knew I swore allegiance to the Duke, like our missed friends...

I didn't see you for a while now. Not even a photo, not even a picture, nothing but silence. And you know what ? I still give you a major fuck in your faces.

I did only see you once in that cold night. You were a cool lad and I always wondered what you had become. I hope you enjoyed the german records I cited you. I really dug your suggestions... Sin ley, Dos Minutos, on par with the classics from Eskorbuto, la Polla, y todos los otros ! I told you a part of my soul stayed in Argentina...

It's been a long time I didn't see you. So sometimes, when that horrible thing called corporate life is on hold, I still look at the world the way I did when you insulted us. You might never know our names, but you were a freak, man, still stuck in your 70s. I thought quite a time about you. I swore I would never be like you. And then, I remember when kids had beepers, the world before Facebook, when I had to go on Kazaa, the first days of Deviantart, and how I got fed up with nerd stuff when Warcraft III went out. It was so stupid back then. It's even worse today. Sum 41 blew apart, like I predicted and the Queen is finally history, much like Jacques and Johnny. Everyone's nazi and poor now. We're less and less, and even the white collars are afraid of losing jobs to robots (ahah fuck them, have a taste of your own medecine). AI invaded the Google Images results, way better than the crap I produce and way faster... but without the charm of the weight of a human life. The Iraq war is still technically not over yet, but W is not even the worst right now, as NK boots are only miles away from grandma's tomb... what a shit world... I can have a glimpse of what you experienced... Same amount of time... I'll probably never go back to the States at this point, but I can still feel in my dreams the glass of the World Trade Center, the heat on that july night in Atlanta, I can still see Boston's old cemetary... so I became like you... and when I play the good old Untergangskommando records, I can remember a long deceased world... they prophetized its end, but still weird it happened so fast. I can get what you said about the "life before", you old freak...

I saw you this summer but you changed quite a lot. Or more precisely you were as shitty as my grandparents told me. You smelled nazi shit, Germania. Bad talk, really. What happened to you new Germany ? I used to respect you, I wanted to be with you, and find you back Germania. But it seemed I wanted to grasp a ghost that had been long gone, only replaced by a weak, corrupt ersatz. I can't say otherwise, I loved you. I really loved you. For more than 20 years, since I left school and enjoyed this wonderful day. But as all the other ones Germania, your beauty faded away, and your promises' emptiness showed up. We all love an image of the other, some said to me... I'll never regret this love but it's over. Some say the real Germania was replaced by a fake image, and sometimes such fairytales are tempting to be believed, but as a deutschpunk grown-up, I can finally say I understand the full bitterness of the original message from the old Rhine gutter.

"No me arrepiento de este amor Aunque me cueste el corazón Amar es un milagro y yo te amé Como nunca jamás lo imaginé

Tiendo a arrancarme de tu piel De tu mirada, de tu ser Yo siento que la vida se nos va Y que el día de hoy no vuelve más" Gilda

I would not say I miss you. I can hear your bullshit everyday... You made my life a nightmare since the last 20 years.

It really seems all of this was a million years ago... different places, different faces.

[neko-sama0w0]

do you still think I'm cute part 1 Exam

this is an AU where Toga attends UA High

It was an early cold morning and the start of the entrance exam to get into UA High. Toga was standing near the front of the doors trying to calm down her nerves. “ Come on everything will be fine,” she mumbled under her breath. That's when someone bumped into her. She was able to stop from falling then she saw the girl that bumped into her about to fall so instinct kicked in and grabbed her to stop her. “ Whoa hey are you ok,” Toga got a good look at the girl. She had short brown hair and big bubbly eyes. She helped her stand up straight. “I'm so sorry I wasn't watching where I was,” said the girl. The girl looked up at Toga with a smile. “I'm fine but are you ok you almost fell.” “Yeah I'm fine, I’m Ochaco Uraraka.” “ I’m Himiko Toga.”

Uraraka gave a bright smile at Toga. “ Would you like to walk in together?” “Y-yeah thanks.”

They both walked into the building and sat down next to each other. “So what is your quirk like Himiko.” Toga paused for a moment she was embarrassed to talk about her quirk. “It’s pretty embarrassing and I do not want to explain here with so many people here.”

“Oh ok I get it quirks can be weird to explain,” she chuckled a bit. “ Oh, can I get your number please?” Toga was shocked but Uraraka seems like a really nice person. “ Yeah, here's mine.” “ Cool here's mine.” After that Present Mic booming voice began explaining what the entrance exam was. “ Good thing my parents gave me some blood from the lad for this.” Toga thought to herself. “ Oh looks like we are in the same area this will be fun.” “ Yeah, it will.” Toga was trying not to sound nervous.

Toga got off the bus and was standing in front of the large doors. Her nerves were getting to her again. It wasn't the exam it was the expectations set on her to pass the exam. Toga looked around for Uraraka and saw her talking to a green-haired boy. She walked over to them to see what they were talking about. “ I just wanted to thank you again for stopping me from falling.” “ It was no problem.” That's when Uraraka noticed Toga next to her. “ Himiko hey are you ready to do this.” “Yeah, I am.”

“ GET READY SET GO.” Mics voice boomed again and then the doors opened. Everyone was rushing inside so did Toga. She looked behind her and the green-haired boy froze in place, but she continued running inside. With the three vials of blood she has she drinks them and quickly transforms into a man that has super jump. She began looking around finding the robots to get points. A few minutes passed and she has about 30 points. Then she saw the green-haired boy again. He looked like he hadn't done anything yet. The ground began to shake and people screaming. Toga turns around and saw a huge robot coming this way. She was about to run away but she heard Uraraka call for help. That's when Toga saw her under some rubble. She ran back to help her. That's when she saw that boy jump in the air at the robot. “ Here I got you.” “thank you.”

Toga looked and saw him punch the robot and start falling down. “ Uraraka it's me Toga ill explain later but I'm going to catch him in the air. I saw what your quirk can do so I want you to use it on me before I hit the ground ok.” Toga quickly jumped up as high as the quirk could and caught the boy mid-air. As she was falling back down she was hoping that Uraraka understood. Then she felt a push on her back and she slowly started to fall and was able to lay the boy down. “ are you guys ok.” Not a second later Uraraka thew up. Toga rushed over and kept her hair out of her face. The blood that Toga drank started to wear off. “ Uraraka are you ok?” “Yeah but how did you do that.” “It's my quirk but lets get you some water.”

A few days passed and Toga finally got the letter from UA. Toga felt a pit in her stomach. This was it if she didn't get accepted the plan was ruined.

please note that I'm not the best but I hope you guys like it.

[nikrei]

September Comics Round-Up

Did not make my schedule of one year per week but also 1967 had 17 titles to read so I think that's okay.

Action Comics (336-371) (1966-1969)

The superman understanding of the ancient Greek pantheon/mythos is the messiest bullshit i have ever seen. 1! Never acknowledges that wonderwoman exists! 2! Completely mixes up greek and Roman names for gods. 3! Sooo many randos get upgraded to gods usually Achilles but most notably just now: prometheus???

Superman (183-213) (1966-1969)

Okay one of the oddest conceits that they like to have superman do is, when he needs an emergency Clark Kent double, he finds a random amnesia patient about the same size gets them to dress up as him, and then afterwards cures their amnesia, which almost always wiped out their memories of portraying Clark Kent (i don't think it works that way??) Where is he finding all these people just wandering around?

Superman's Pal, Jimmy Olsen (91-117) (1966-1969)

Whelp, it's more Jimmy, nothing really new to say.

Superman's Girl Friend, Lois Lane (63-89) (1966-1969)

They are getting a bit more modern and experimental with Lois's fashion and hair and I'm really enjoying it. On the other hand I had to read, with my very own eyes, and editor letter response that said "everyone knows women can't keep a secret" in answer to why Jarvis gets to know Bruce's identity but Lois can't know Clark's.

World's Finest Comics (156-182) (1966-1969)

I think WF is #1 for number of "imaginary tales" but I particularly liked the one where the Kent's adopted Bruce after his parents death. Jimmy and Dick's friendship continues to delight.

Superboy (127-153) (1966-1969)

I love Insect-Queen Lana more than anything else going on in this run, lana's love of bugs and whole-hearted embrace of the weird body horror transformations adds such an interesting facet to her character I love her. Also it is extremely funny of them to deage ma and pa by editorial order via an alien tv director deaging them to please his possible sponsers.

Adventure Comics (342-376) (1966-1969)

This is starting to get a little bit plotty almost! I'm enjoying it a lot. I'm also enjoying that we are starting to get character building moments out of uniform. The Ghost of Ferro Lad story about had me in tears! However! Save me from anti-feminism sixties story that is supposed to be happening a thousand years from now.

Aquaman (26-43) (1966-1969)

Garth nickname collection: Little Sardine, Sardine, Tadpole, Little Minnow, Minnow. Orm has shown up! I'm really liking him actually his unknowing uncleness to aquababy is v cute and fun. Speaking of aquababy I am expecting him to die any day now I am constantly surprised that he's still alive.

Green Lantern (43-58) (1966-1968)

Loving the artist team on this honestly, everyone is so fluid and expressive, and Hal's waist is snatched all the time. The split into two bodies issue really made me fall in love with plain old Hal Jordan, he's just so good even/especially when he is just a guy. Also, I love it when Hal uses the invisible power lantern as a weapon.

Justice League of America (34-60) (1965-1968)

Same old justice league stuff. Issue 57 is one of the worst things I've read in a while and I'm so not surprised that it hasn't been collected in any trades (judging by its lack of digital colors)

The Brave and the Bold (58-81) (1965-1969)

1967 is truly a guessing game of "which flavor of racist will we be today?" Will we be anti-indigenous? Anti-asian? Anti-black (no, no then we'd have to admit black people exist, better scratch that and make it "anti-robot") I'm so tired they think they're being so progressive with these storylines about "look at how well this culture is assimilating! The mystic old ways of their people are at once the enemy and something to be revered. From a distance tho. Wouldn't want to get too close." Its not just a Brave and the Bold problem but a bunch of it just happened in a row in that title so this is where I'm complaining.

Doom Patrol (94-121) (1965-1968)

Okay I knew it would happen but i still cried when they died... literally took me two pages to go from "la-di-da" to tears damn..... Rita my darling I'll miss you!!! I can't believe that we don't get a reaction comic for Gar and Steve tho.... just bam, they're dead, it's over. People in the sixties u've really let me down by letting it end this way.... more people should have written in.

Hawkman (12-27) (1966-1968)

This continues to be really good! Despite being extremely 60s-brained they try as hard as possible to show katar and shayera as equals in everything they do, its not katar saving her every time (tho he does a lot of the time it is still 60s brained) recommended if you are interested in the hawks and thanagar!

House of Mystery (156-173) (1966-1968)

Dial H for Hero is a v fun little set up, and I am sort of obsessed with Robbie's little catchphrase/ exclamation "sockamagee!" They gave me one (1) issue where his friend who is a girl finds out his identity and gets to try out the dial herself, only to them have her bungle everything and lose her memory of it because she's "just a girl" I hate it here (the 60s). J'onn J'onzz continues in the backups and continues to boot be what i expect. He's investigating crimes now but he is also committing identity fraud to do it (impersonating a millionaire that he saw die)

Metamorpho (1-17) (1965-1968)

Rex <3 Sapphire forever i love them! They really go overboard on the 60s slang in this title to the point where I am really not sure that anyone actually talked like that. The way smaller titles bend over backwards to pretend superman doesn't exist for their plots to work is honestly a little endearing. Rex literally hanging out with the guy in JLA, but noooo aliens are mysterious and uncommon, and the president is Definitely gonna call Rex Mason about them. Not a huge fan of the love triangle introduced, and it gets down right bizarre at the end with a bit of a cliffhanger, but overall worth a read if you are into Metamorpho!

Teen Titans (1-13) (1966-1968)

Rereading because the titans are my darlings. I especially love the little bits at the start of the issue where they are just kids hanging out.

The Spectre (1-10) (1967-1969)

I really love Neal Adam's art it's got a really delicate touch and dramatic shading, and he does figures really well. Also a shout out to Jerry Grandenetti/Murphy Anderson for some truly inspired panel layouts and lettering stuff, you don't get a lot of this back in the 60s. They decided to tell an entirely different sort of story for the last two issues and it is not a neat transition tbh.

Showcase (73-80) (1968-1969)

Some fun character intros for the creeper, hawk and dove, bat lash (surprise fave, what a guy), and dolphin, and some other guys too.

Anywho, that's that for September! Here's how my spreadsheet is looking:

As u can see I have given in and decided to go back and pick up The Atom, so I have that to look forward to in October!