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[xendiyatrix]

ᴜɴɪᴛ xᴢ-477/ᴊᴇʀᴇᴍʏ

477 was created during the early days of the new empire, a unit specifically breaded to lead the invasion of earth and be an almost perfect killing machine, no special rank, just a normal dalek who was exceeded at his occupation. While the emperor and the other currently existing dalek forces where left to conquer the outer worlds near Skaro and occupy space to claim as there own a separate force would be sent long distance across the galaxy to conquer a small planet known as Earth. Leading this occupation 477 would take the role of supreme controller and over the next 10 years would enslave the populace and integrate dalek architecture into humanities own cities. In this time resources where completely drained, entire oceans lost and half of North America was completely obliterated. During this time large resistance groups were building, and the scientists of an unknown organisation known as ‘Black Mesa’ decided there was nothing they could do to save humanity. Activating a machine that would open mass portals to the boarder world, allowing creatures and horrors of all sorts to invade the earth and creating a hell that neither daleks or humanity could survive, hoping that some humans would be able to survive in hiding. The daleks over the course of the next 24 hours would be overrun, their cities and citadels obliterated with only a few ships being able to escape. However, 477 was left behind to die by his comrades. Successfully fighting to keep himself safe in a citadel he was able to uses its main core processors to shut down the portals. Before he could escape the floors and internal structure of the citadel collapsed and unit 477 fell beneath the earth, rumble on top of him, he was trapped. Buried beneath the rock, there was nothing but his own life, his failures and success, his reasoning to ruminate on.

A century passed and the remaining humans on earth that had survived and repopulated ended up rediscovering the underground system. Digging out the remains of it to set up camps a woman named Eliza discord 477, digging him up and reactivating him. While she had him locked up for a bit overtime they started to grow closer with Eliza eventually letting 477 roam freely, to her surprise he had grown docile. In his mind however he had realised the flaws of his own species, they abandoned him and no rescue was sent for 100 years, but this woman who’s species he had terrorised saved him. Now with the new name Jeremy(which Eliza had given to 477) they left the earth together to start exploring the galaxy, their friendship growing and blooming until one day when Eliza and Jeremy got trapped during a dalek invasion. Right in front of Jeremy’s eyes Eliza was exterminated by his own species, with no choice he went into hiding and was left damaged and alone once more. But this time, he had a plan.

He burrowed and hid in a lair under the village for the next 30 years. He enslaved the villagers and indigenous species populating the planet to aid him in his plans. He created his own new bloodstream to give him more mental strength to not loose his own sanity and to keep his mutant nourished, but this would unintentionally change his DNA, making him impure in the process. It was like an infection that he was oblivious to due to how deranged he got over time, the new source of blood did not help him, but it kept him alive. When he had the perfect opportunity he sent out and distress signal, eradicating all the villages before boarding the rescue ship. Once onboard 477 exterminated the whole crew, killing every dalek onboard and then proceeded to take the ship for himself. Before his disconnection form the dalek path web he knew what his emperor had planned for his base copy, he was to be re used to make a new special forces dalek, ‘Xendiyatrix’. He also knew of a special plan to go to the edge of the galaxy, there was something there that the daleks and imperials wanted ahold of, something life changing.

Jez arrived at the edge of the galaxy, his mission already set. He infiltrated the occupations set up there, fighting through daleks and stormtroopers a like, but there was someone, something in his way. 3605. This was the first time Jez faced a proper challenge, he tried persuading and reasoning with 3605 over the course of their mission but with no choice left Jez sought to kill 3605 himself. As they fought Jez found himself losing, here he was clearly outmatched as not only was 3605 a skilled soldier but was able to wield a lightsaber and was the best sniper in the entire imperial empire. Jez was blown up and left burning, fleeing form 3605. In his last moments of life he saw what he came looking for, sitting across the large ravine that kept them apart. Jez had one last conversation with 3605, pleading with him to spare him and work together, but his demise was sealed as a psyche, a new breed of dalek which Jez had never seen himself before. Before Jez could question further in an instant the psyche dalek used it’s telekinetic abilities to drop a crate onto Jez, crushing him and completely ending his life.

-mutant design

[femboysoap]

Not to be autistic or anything but pleaseeeee let me lick and suck your tdick pleaseeeee.... i have an oral fixation and need to stim pleaseeeeee sir

[ferngle]

Could you draw pryro holding a cardinal bird?

gift. for you :]

[sodapopseagull]

To you, I gift a yapper with a transparent background. May he yap wherever you take him.

[chamerionwrites]

One of the more fascinating examples of fandom’s faves-based morality I’ve personally encountered recently was the number of people in the Mon Mothma tag who were absolutely BURNING with righteous fury at her 13-year-old daughter in Andor, when the worst things we have actually seen said character do are (1) be kind of a little shit to her mom (again, she’s thirteen) and (2) fall victim to a space tradwife cult. You know, because she’s thirteen. And has a pretty self-evidently lonely and unpleasant home life. And lives directly in the rotten beating ideological heart of space fascism.

The number of people vocally wishing punishment on a fictional tween was WILD. I unfollowed that tag after ~48 hours lol

[mosspodge]

HAPPY GRAND FEST!!!!

I wanted some Splatoon drip but have neither the money nor time to wait around for a shirt, so I’ve recreated the Octosquid Tandem Tee!

I’ve had this project lying around since around launch so i figured I may as well finish it!!! I’ll be posting the files i used to make these soon- I just traced the designs from the in game textures, but I figured these’ll probably help someone else out too!

I just took the shapes I drew and cut them out in Heat Transfer Vinyl (htv) using my Silhouette. I cut the shirts in half, slapped on the HTV, then ironed them down as per instructions. Then all ya gotta do is sew the two halves together and bam! Shirt!!

The front text is missing rn but I’m currently working on that! Took me a while to find a hi res enough image of it

Special thanks to @splatoongamefiles for the texture rips, they’re the only reason I was able to do this in time for grand fest!!!

[sepal-sea]

"harry is a dog and kim is a cat haha" WRONG they are both PIGS

[nicopossum]

Yappy Easter! <3

[lieuxtenant]

if there’s a thing I think is funny is how kat//ngers love to deflect any pro zutara arguments by start to talk about the characters like they have a mind of their own, I’ve seem things like “katara was the one who put herself in a motherly position”, “you’re ignoring their feelings and pushing your views on them based on nothing” (refering to media analysis) or even “zutara maybe a good pairing but katara loved aang and love isn’t logical” babe, those are not real people ����

what they fail to acknowledge is that katara is a brown girl in a 2005 cartoon created by two white men, her main role was to be aang’s crush, the older pretty girl-next-door, she’s love interest before she’s character, she’s aang’s before she’s her own, her needs and agency only matters if they doesn’t diverge from the ones of male main lead, that’s why every time I see someone trying to say zutara being canon would’ve made her into “zuko’s redemption arc prize” or any bs KA shippers like to say I laugh because zuko’s character never defined who katara was supposed to be, aang’s character does

[yeyinde]

in connection to the previous post about simon/price’s dynamics; do kyle and johnny have similar dichotomies w their loves ?

i love the surge in SoapGaz because we really get to see how insane these two really are together lmao but yeah. charm and obsession is kinda how i see them.

both are intense, bold. their attention makes you feel like a bug under a microscope, but not at first. when it first happens, it's a spotlight. red carpet. dizzying. who wouldn't go a little insane having such an intense, gorgeous man lazer all his focus on them? and the way they do it is fan-ish. an unfathomable concept to wrap your head around until you have a man checking every single box you've ever had, raising the bar to an unreachable height as they shower you with unparalleled attention.

but the problem is, you don't see all the red flags because their personalities blind you to it. a little bit like a tsunami. you don't see the wall looming in front of you when the water recedes because you're too busy staring at the pretty seashells they uncovered for you.

with them, it's all charm, manipulation, and an unhinged obsession to the point where they're not content to simply be with you. they need you rooted so deeply to them that you just can't be without them.

Gaz slowly, steadily breaks down every wall you've ever had and rebuilds it around the two of you. locking you inside. sealing the exit. and you let him. because why wouldn't you?

Gaz is mature. a rock. he's someone who immediately feels untouchable; a phantom in a dream you can't ever seem to catch. but when you finally get him, it's almost fantastical. he's solid. steady. takes everything single thing you throw at him and tidies it up for you. ailments, illnesses. quirks. nothing seems to phase him. there's not a single thing you could try and leverage against him to see if he'll leave because he has an answer to it all. he doesn't mind going to physiotherapy with you. he reminds you to take your pills. gentles you into submission. peels back the layers slowly and examines every single part of you until nothing is without his fingerprints.

Gaz leaves you yearning. there's nothing else after him. no one else.

(and if you happen to slip away, he makes sure of it. stalks you, the people you date. threatens them with a flash of his canines and eyes that look far more wolfish than they should. isolates you slowly. methodically. narrows your world down to just him and ensures you'll come crawling back.

what else is out there for you when he's the Perfect Man? just ignore the stench coming from the closet.)

Soap is tumultuous. a whirlwind. the sirens wail warning you of a tornado but he's already ripped your house apart by the time you hear it. his attention is undivided. blistering. he's too handsome for his own good. too sweet, too. lures you in with roguish charm and devoted from day one. if you met on a dating app, he's deleting it before the first conversation is over. doesn't need it anymore, he says. he found the one. with Soap, it's the most intense relationship you've ever been in. a nonstop marathon of everything: conversations, future plans, sex. he dotes on you, but doesn't treat you like you're made of glass. showers you in affection, attention. makes you feel wanted in every conceivable way.

without him around, you feel dazed. confused. waking up on the beach after falling asleep under the sun. a little sunburn and sick.

and that's how you stay without him. a sigh of relief, at first. the silence is blissful. but then you hit a wall. you stagnant. he's the human version of a serotonin hit and the moment he leaves, you're left feeling empty. sucked dry.

it just makes sense to go back.

they pull you in, strip you bare. wrap themselves around your neck like a boa constrictor but where Soap takes a bite right away and then breaks you down, Gaz plays the long game of slowly coiling around you until it's too late.

[maskedbutsilly]

ctntduo siren au but no one is a siren. in fact, theyre both pirates and after a particular encounter with sirens, quackity approached wilbur and went “dude why did that siren take on my image to seduce you is there something u wanna tell me”

[marzzthehuman]

just saying but Rui would have ZERO rizz. -99999999 rizz, even. this man would come up to you with the "what if you were a truck, and I was a truck." and you'd be standing there like ????

[femboysoap]

I want my boobs to be milked so fucking bad....

Like.. a big hairy tguy forcing two big machine pumps on my nipples and slowly turning the machine on. A couple of small pumps to begin with, the pain causing me to mew and close my eyes. Confused on what they are...

He brushes my hair out of my face whole turning the speed up a little. Little moans escaping me as im forced onto my hands and knees while he wraps chains around my neck and limbs. Connecting me to the pens wall. He grabs my face and places his finger on my lips to coax me to open my mouth. When i do he presses my tongue down and throws a couple of pills into my mouth. He removes his hand from the inside and forces my jaw closed until i swallow the unknown pills.

Tears of frustration roll down my face as he smiles down at me. My fat hucow cunt dripping in anticipation as i feel my muscles relax and my brain start to go fuzzy. "Mooo..." is all that escapes me before he turns the pumps to full speed. Suddenly my swollen and sore nipples begin to squirt warm milk. My tears are rushing down my cheek and neck while he quickly unbuttons his jeans. Pulling out his tdick, he smiles again before fucking it into my now open and relaxed jaw.

Being in that position for hours until the drugs wear off... my milk being stored in large jars for him to profit with.... him putting my milk in his morning coffee and using me like the dirty dairy cow that i am. my first day as a hucow would be amazing..

[marcandreyuri]

look at this picture lmao

[couldawouldashoulda50]

[ilikebobcuts642]

There was context for this but then I realized it’s funnier without it