#bare with me plz

[opheliachoi99]

¿ The Villain ?

MICHAEL KAISER X READER ( as Elisse Noa )

ABOUT : a story taking place within the field itself. Whereas Michael Kaiser, and you compete end-to-end over a stupid bet that the emperor made himself. Who would conquer the game? The blue rose devil or the villainess herself?

PART 1/3

— The crowd goes wild as Bastard Mūnchen's star player scored their final goal, that kick echoed the whole field.

"GOAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLL" Ness screamed as his most praised person scored "Tch, I should've scored that goal.." Kiyora scoffed "Hey, at least we won" Hiori added.

Isagi ran towards Kaiser as he was grasping for air after that goal he just executed "Well, that was "our" goal you just did there! Give me five—"

"Yeah you helped me, but who scored? ME. So who's the clown now?" Kaiser interrupted "Rude much- but at least we are the official team to match up for the world cup, I will surely score during that moment." Isagi smirked.

"As if" Kaiser said as he ran his hand through his hair.

— Timeskip —

"Congratulations Bastard Mūnchen, you devoured the field out there, I am impressed.." Noel praised.

"But.."

"Can you absolutely beat the team you are against with the World Cup?" He finally paced his intimidating look. "Of course we will, right team?" Yukimiya confidently spoke which everyone agreed.

"Especially when our dominating striker is on our team!" Ness proudly stated, which Kaiser just scoffed, "What do you mean "dominating", are you making a joke out of me?"

"No never!" Ness nervously defended himself. "Enough with that." Noel said in a serious tone "I'm being critical here everyone! Because.." He sighed.

...

"I know one person playing in that team.." 

"You "know"? If so, who is he? We're ready to crush him." Isagi fearlessly said. "Yeah? What's so critical about it?" Kiyora questioned.

Kaiser was just observing his team curiously asking questions towards Noel. "Yeah, why bother Noa?" Kaiser drastically added.

"ENOUGH!" Noel slammed his fist on the table, everyone became silent. "I know her because she's my SISTER!"

"Her—!? Sister?! What in the fuckery is this!?!" Kaiser furrowed his eyebrows "Noel... What do yer mean sister?" Hiori curiously asked.

Noel sighed, "My sister is playing against you everyone. You might be wondering "why is there a woman in soccer?" Excuse you! Soccer is for everyone. I mean EVERYONE. I've been waiting for this moment to come." He said with relief in his tone.

Kaiser couldn't understand the situation, and thought of it as a joke, so he let out a loud sarcastic laugh "You're joking Noa. There's no way, we're competing with a girl in the field, what is this? Practice mode?"

"Enough Kaiser. You don't know how me, and my parents raised her. I cannot even imagine—she's a whole different person on field.."

What's with the hype? Tsk.

"Wanna bet?" The first words Kaiser sput out. "If we could win, your sister will never ever, play soccer again."

"Kaiser, that's.. T-too far.." Ness stuttered.

"And what do you do if her team wins?" Noel raised his brows. "One question, is this a women's team?" Isagi asked.

"No. She's the only female in the team."

Shit.

The word that synced with everyone's alter ego.

"Even Anri, and Ego knows. Supposedly she was going to enter Blue Lock. But, due to personal reasons, it was best she wasn't here." Noel stated which send shivers down their spine.

"Fine. If her team wins, I'm asking her out." Kaiser bluntly spoke "I'm sorry?" Noel leaned closer "You? Dating my sister? I don't see it. She's way out of your league kid."

Kid. Kaiser snapped "I can show you we can beat your sister, old man. I don't see the hype here anyway. I'm going to train, I don't wanna hear stupid shits about this woman." He spoke with arrogance and left.

Noel's phone suddenly rang.

"She's calling, everyone, take breaks, we'll have intense training tomorrow, we got two weeks to prepare until the world cup tournament. Dismissed."

— Timeskip —

The same noise surrounds you as people were chanting and cheering from the arena all the way to the inner arena.

Ahh, it feels so good to be back.

As you were doing some stretches before the game starts, your brother Noel suddenly called you. You groan since you hate being disturbed during your warm-ups.

"Bro? What now? I'm stretching." You spoke with annoyance on your tone.

"Sorry 'bout that, I just wanted to say 'good luck' to my one and only sib y'know?" Noel chuckled on the other end of the call "What are you on? We're basically rivals in this game-?" "Oh come on kleine Schwester, we're family! Of course I would support you more—"

"Cut it with the act bro, get straight to the point."

He sighed. "Fine, look.. Someone, ugh! Someone from my team made a bet.. About you, and I HATE IT!" He continuously explained the bet Kaiser made.

"Oh? Why bother? Simple task. Don't worry, I'll handle this "Kaiser" dude you mentioned. Leave it to me." You boldly stated.

"Good luck indeed." You ended the call and proceeded with your stretching with more determination now.

Michael Kaiser, you're going to be ruined as fuck.

To be continued..

[elvyn]

I've been thinking about Princess Mononoke and that scene lately and then the reunion of Solas and Lavellan and oh well… I've seen a lot of redraws of that scene with different characters, so I tried to do it with Solavellan😅

[jaysdoodlehell]

Old pen doodles of the High Command ;v;

[sanasanakun]

People try too hard to make Curly an active participant in Jimmy's abuse. Isn't the whole point that he's passive in everything Jimmy does? Abuse occurs because he actively doesn't do anything? Not to call someone out or be mean, but I saw a post saying Anya's ID being in Curly's locker at the beginning shows that he intended to prevent Anya from filing an HR report and I disagree. I get where that interpretation is coming from, but I think it's a little uncharitable. I don't like being too kind to Curly because he's like...a morally mid dude at best lol But if we're going by the HR report interpretation, I would say it's more likely he requested Anya's ID in order to file an HR report on her behalf. After all, the only way to contact Pony (that we see) is in the cockpit, he's the Captain, and Pony Express sucks bad so I wouldn't put it past them to only allow the Captain to use the communication device thing. As we see before, Curly is the only one able to use tools around the ship that you would think other employees could use (ex. Swansea should be able to use the axe if he's the repair guy. Idk why they'd need an ax but that falls under manual labor which Swansea is designated for as the mechanic/fixer dude. But it has to go through Curly). I never got the vibe that Curly moved to actively protect Jimmy. He just lets things happen without say a word; Jimmy walks all over him, and by extension, the whole crew. I get why people would think that because he gives the whole "Hey Jimmy, we can get through this together, bud" spiel right before the crash. This part interests me a lot because there's so many ways to interpret Curly's intentions there. My interpretation is that Curly is on autopilot mode. The responses seem so stilted in comparison to Jimmy's. Like it's the kind of thing Curly's said before again and again and again when Jimmy's gotten in trouble. However, as others previously pointed out, I don't think Curly ever dealt with Jimmy doing something this irredeemable. He doesn't know how to respond, so he just goes for the default "You've gotten through tough situations before. Work through it one step at a time." Like the response is lame af lol I think he was in shock; he was scared (and just so I can say it one more time: he's super lame).

Anyway, this is way longer than I intended and I've said things a billion people have already stated. But uhhh tldr the whole point of Curly's character is he's passive; he never acts. He just watches. Making him an active participant in the abuse by taking actions to cover for Jimmy (like preventing Anya from filing an HR report) defeats the purpose of his character. He's a bystander.

[marragurl]

Ok so like…. Who makes Ratio’s statues? 

Because every possible explanation just opens up a whole new can of worms. 

I’ve been trying to go through as much info about him as I can, including his character stories, but I can’t find anything??? 

So I’m just left stewing in the dark, which usually leads to my humor coming into play. 

So like… are the statues of Ratio’s own making??

Because that would insinuate that he takes the time out of his busy life to constantly make new statues of just himself, including the multiple plaster heads. And if it’s not him physically and it is a manifestation of his Imaginary powers, he’s still making them right??? 

So he still chooses the poses! 

Why??? 

What is his thought process??? 

Physically made or Imaginary Powers made, it’s still his choice on what the statue should look like right???

And if it’s not a conscious decision, then WHAT DO THE JOJO AND CUTESY POSES MEAN

IS JOJO’S BIZARRE ADVENTURES FUCKING CANON IN HSR??

IS IT A SHOW THAT EXISTS??

ARE YOU TELLING ME ARAKI FUCKING EXISTS IN HSR??

AND RATIO IS A FAN?????? 

DON’T TELL ME IT’S JUST A FUN REFERENCE BY THE HSR TEAM, YEA IT’S META TO US BUT IT’S CANON TO THE REST OF THE UNIVERSE THAT RATIO HAS A STATUE OF HIMSELF DOING A JOJO POSE

On the other hand, if it’s not Ratio himself making them… who is it????

Is Ratio commissioning some artists?? Multiple artists? Only one?!?!? 

Is it some weird form of extra credit for his students???

(Student A: Hey wanna hang out tonight? 

Student B: Can’t. Gotta finish up this statue of Dr. Ratio examining his codex by Friday if I wanna get a passing grade in the class

Student A: You can sculpt???

Student B crying with 100 tabs of ‘how to sculpt’ videos and wikiHows pulled up and no sleep: I’m trying my best here Sharon)

Is he like those Renaissance time rich people who basically paid for their favorite artist’s livelihood in order to just make nice art in return??? Is there now a really well-off sculptor somewhere in the universe who is just constantly being paid by THE Dr. Ratio to make stone statues of the man??? Does the artist just put that down in their tax returns?? 

(back at it again with Topaz suffering from Ratiorine’s antics, she’s the one in charge of Ratio’s Sculptor’s taxes)

THAT STILL DOESN’T ANSWER THE STATUE POSE QUESTIONS

DID THE ARTIST ADD IN THE JOJO POSE AND HEART POSE AS A GAG??? AND SURVIVE RATIO SEEING THEM?? 

WORSE- DID RATIO COMMISSION THE POSES??? WHAT WAS THAT CONVERSATION EVEN LIKE??? DID HE HAVE TO POSE?? DOES THE ARTIST JUST HAVE AN ENTIRE SCRAPBOOK OF RATIO DOING DIFFERENT POSES FOR CONSTANT REFERENCE?

FUCK IT, DID AVENTURINE GET IN CONTACT WITH THE ARTIST AND PAY EVEN MORE MONEY FOR THE CUTESY POSES??

(Whole new thought process, the artist is making statues of Ratio for both Ratio AND Aventurine, and all the cute statues are actually commissions by Aventurine for his little Dr. Ratio idol crush shrine. There’s a constant slapstick comedy routine of Aventurine trying to hide them anytime Ratio comes over to his place and barely getting away with it. Does he ever come clean when they start dating? Do they start dating because Ratio finds the statues? Fuck it, if Ratio is the one making the statues and not an artist, does he teach Aventurine how to sculpt?? Does it become like something they do together to spend time?? Ok damn wait that’s kinda cute wait-)

WAIT ADDING ON TO THAT- DOES THAT MEAN FOLLOWING THIS THOUGHT PROCESS THAT AVENTURINE IS THE JOJO FAN???? HE’S A FUCKING JOTARO STAN???

(wait- brisk MC who’s rude to everyone but soft on those he cares about and has the muscles of a Greek god and eventually goes into academia, oh my fucking god Aventurine has a type)

PLEASE

I NEED TO KNOW WHERE ARE THESE STATUES COMING FROM

EVERYONE SEEMS TO KNOW ABOUT THEM, THEY AREN’T A SECRET

IS HIS HOUSE JUST FULL OF STATUES???

DOES HE HAVE A WHOLE-ASS GRECO-ROMAN-STYLE GARDEN FULL OF HIS OWN STATUES???

DOES THE ARTIST SEE A STATUE DISAPPEAR FROM THE GARDEN AND IMMEDIATELY KNOW RATIO USED HIS TECHNIQUE TO SLAM ONE DOWN BREAKING IT AND JUST GO “fucking hell man, I was just about to go on break! Now I need to start a new one!”

IS IT A HOBBY?? HOW THE FUCK DID HE GET INTO SCULPTING AS A HOBBY WITH HIS SCHEDULE???

ARE THEY GIFTS?? 

FROM WHO, STUDENTS??? ADMIRERS? FUCK IT, AVENTURINE???

DOES THE ARTIST BEING COMMISSIONED EVEN HAVE A LIFE OUTSIDE OF THE RATIO STATUES??? DO THEY EVEN HAVE THE ABILITY TO SCULPT ANYTHING OTHER THAN RATIO AT THIS POINT??? HAVE THEY SEEN ANY OTHER BEING OUTSIDE OF THEIR STUDIO AND THE HUNDREDS OF RATIO STATUES???

PLEASE I NEED SOMEONE TO ANSWER ME

[drenched-in-sunlight]

PunkFlower in the Spider-Geddon comic is so wild like:

Miles is more than a head shorter than Hobie

Hobie led a whole cavalry to blow up a hole in a skyscraper to save Miles’ team

Invented romanticism for real.

[cute-sweet-corgo]

I'm not gonna lie, ppl talking about yautja courting stuff got me thinking about neurodivergent pebbling and oh how sweet it is :]

Like,,, man

You nervously played with your hair strands looking at yet another gift left for you by your mysterious bone collector. It was a deer skull with antlers yet intact. Sure a normal person would be scared for their life, disgusted even, but you couldn't really keep your excitement at bay whenever yet another bone showed up.

The full skull of a fox, a vertebrate and claws of what you come to find out were from a bear, at some point you could make your own bone lego creature.

You've spent hours admiring them, days even, when did this even start happening?

You inhaled deeply while holding the skull and gently tracing over the jawbone. Gods, you would have never been able to get these if not for your «secret santa».

"I gotta do something in return..."

You looked around the setting darkness of the evening, with snowstorm slowly starting to pick up the icy assault on your face.

"...oh boy"

Great thinking love going outside in just your comfy wear with no regard for your health. To cut you some slack, how could you not just burst out of the comfort of your home to snatch the gift before something else stole it from your doorstep?

Closing the door with a small sneeze shaking off some of the snow that was able to get on you. Now was the time to think of, one, where to put this new gift, and two, how could you ever top said gift.

Possibilities were endless, well, as far as your wallet could stretch, which wasn't far. You wouldn't even be able to buy anything for them if you could, you didn't meet them even once to know their interests, likes etc. But oh how you wanted to return the sweet gesture.

You looked over some of your bug taxidermy and a pile of rocks neatly arranged on your shelf, maybe you could think of something.

Oh!

Maybe something made by hand? Their cleaning work on bones is quite impressive, maybe something that would take time and focus would be an interesting gift for them.

Sitting down on a rocking chair and placing the deer skull on your lap, you gently rocked and tapped on top of the skull. Sound of tapping mixing with the winds of storm outside you let your eyes slip close for but a second.

~°•`

Goods your poor spinee. At this point you are really going to turn into crustacean if you won't, stop, falling, asleep, on the damn rocking chair!!

You ruffled your hair that now was a mess. You should shower now, 'but I could do it also in like an hour, it's only like..9:56', NOW.

Picking up the skull from your lap, which somehow didn't fall off of your sleeping beauty, you placed it on the top shelf of the cabinet with bug taxidermy. Should be a good place for now.

After a long and restless fight for your life with basic hygiene, you darted to the kitchen and made yourself a toast and coffee. Which were vacuumed at the light speed, no company no need to slow down for others comfort.

Sitting at the table with your elbows on it you ran your hands through your hair and looked at the rocks on the shelf. Something detailed, something impressive but not too cocky.

Maybe you could carve something into one of the rocks you had collected.

That was as good of an idea as any.

With the quest in mind and fueled by one slice of toast and coffee, you started planning the carving.

First rock, immediate failure. You were about to start to carve when the rock cracked.

"Man this... Okay, okay calm down"

Rubbing your eyes, you picked up your headphones and phone and scrolled YouTube in search for some long video essay to keep your mind from racing and clear your head.

" «President going fishing with the aliens, and what were you doing on this Friday night?» , oh no not this again"

You press play on the video, and just as you thought, person goes on a rant about another attempt by the government to redirect everyone's attention from the big issues to some eebe-geebe about aliens being real. Of course they are fucking real, one would be a fool to think humans were all alone in the world, but using that as a distraction? Ugh.

At least your carving was getting better. You didn't really think of what exactly to carve, so when the lines started forming a fox silhouette you locked in on it, hard. The video became just a background noise.

It took a couple of days to finish it. But you were so proud of the results! Look at you all handy. You even made it into a pendant. Your little fox pendant. Well yours not for long.

A new present had been left on your doorstep, evening again, no snowstorm thankfully. This time you got a jacket on, horaay self preservation.

This time the skull was of a bird, 'oh my gods is that owl-' , it was owl. You squatted and gingerly picked up the skull and looked around. Would have been nice to catch at least a glimpse of this mysterious person, but alas all you got was rustling of trees and creaking of the wood boards.

You pulled the pendant out of your pocket and put it exactly where the gifts were left time and time again. Drew a circle around it in snow and a smiley face facing away from the house.

Chewing your lip you stood up and gave last glance to the emptiness and walked back home with your new pretty prize for seemingly nothing.

As the door clicked close a soft clicking sounded from under the stairs of the raised porch.

The pendant was gone in the morning.

`‚’‘„*★

With the pendant now hanging on their chest a deep exhale sounded in the empty cockpit of the ship. Until disturbance smelled in the humid air.

"Jaws when are we leaving?"

Their head snapped to the voice. K'seili, a young mixed blood was standing in the doorway with her hands crossed over her chest.

"When I say so, young blood."

Jaws, grabbing the pendant in one hand, tinkered with the panels. It wasn't enough to be watching young bloods, noo they had to be put on the observation of the mix. They had to be retired already not babysitting fresh sprouts.

"You've been saying the same thing for a week now, with all due respect, didn't you say kv’var here is over?"

She pushed off the doorway and carefully came closer to the old hunter.

"K'seili watch it."

"I have seen it you know?"

"And you will tell no one of it"

She clicked and rolled her amber eyes.

"I don't think the elder would be too angry with your preferences, given..."

K'seili gestured to herself with the most exasperated look a half yautja face could allow.

"...you know, your brother getting away with me existing."

Jaws looked at her over their shoulder and squinted.

"So when are you revealing to them, m?"

"Business none of yours K'se, off you go."

They shooed at youngling and looked back at the panels.

"I think you should just show up to be honest, did you see their search history? It's all-"

"Off K'se."

The snap and forceful click of the jaws seemed to do the trick, as the K'seili choked on air in the middle of sentence and after regaining composure, waddled away with knitted brows and tense shoulders.

The youngster was right though, their hunting pass on Earth was ending soon and Jaws' affection for the little soft meat wasn't going away anytime soon.

"What do I do with you.."

[generalsmemories]

local writer found dead in a ditch after this

[cotl-flower-crown]

How toned is Narinder compared to the Lamb?

Are we talking "Toned" in terms of muscles? Because that's what I'm gonna assume. Also which Narinders and which Lambs? Ppl gotta define that more often

Next gen au: Lamb is more toned in terms of muscles than Nari, because she wears the crown and does a lot of dirty work around and outside of the cult. That said Narinder's not doing so badly either, he goes on missions and does his part of the work on the cult, which pays off later in the future.

Gang au: Narinder is much more toned than Lambert, he has YEARS of physical training behind him and essentially a lot of experience with fighting for his life which never stopped. Lambert's physical training restricts to his high school period when he used to run for contests and then he had a break from that in college and since he finished school, he's been just jogging regularily. In general Lambert doesn't have a bad physique, most of it is in legs, but it can't compare to Narinder's greek god physique.

And then there is also Do No Evil Au, with Ame and Nari

[danhoemei]

I'm only halfway through fangs of fortune and i am an emotional wreck, this show is messing with my emotions in all possible ways, from heart-wrenching PAIN to immeasurable LOVE, i am a MESS, what is happening 😭

[quillpokebiology]

I don't take many selfies, but I was out with my boy Ceasar, and I just had to take this.

Took him on a walk. He spent the entire day being climbed on by first graders while I tried to explain evolution to them. He deserves it

Inspired by this image

[swingfromthegallery]

Hiya this is kinda random but I had made these dan and phil but Chappell Roan album/singles covers edits a while ago and I ended up trading them as stickers at the terrible influence the tour TM

and I’d thought of posting them somewhere so ppl can can do whatever with em but I’m a bit shyyyyy (but. mostly lazy) so I’m here ~two months later~ with A Post lmao

Bonus stupid sticker designs + og cover art under the cut

rise and fall of the midwest princess/rise and phall of the midwest phrincess:

femininominon/phanininomenon (p sure me doing these was inspired by @ikeasharksss , who i force dnp upon, texting me "phanininomenon" and. how do you come back from that. idk. )

red wine supernova / red wine suphernova:

casual/?casuphal?: (this is kinda shit but ignore that. cest la vie)

hot to go/ phot to go:

my kink is karma / my kink is... pharma...

kaleidoscope / kaleidoscophe:

pink pony club/phink phony club: (crying forever at the person who got this one and gave me a pink philly club bracelet. it's everything to meee)

naked in manhattan / naked in phanhattan

california / caliphornia:

good luck babe/ good phuck babe : )

love me anyway/ love me phanyway:

wahoo

[t0tallycr1nge]

I CAN'T GO ANYWHERE WITHOUT SEEING THIS GOOFY THUMBNAIL

I'M SO SORRY I CAN'T TAKE IT SERIOUSLY

[jupinova]

Fem Blue locker doodles from ur super nugu fembllk artist

[bloxxy-slugcats-archived]

heres some scug refs for ya'll

also, so sorry for being taking so long, idk why i just procrastinate at times for no reason

so now ya'll are getting references to all the scuggys, plus posed images!

also, for the any that wanna ask, go ahead, ask what ever, to who ever. but please, try to limit the amount of characters in an ask to a minimum if possible

[grimalkinmessor]

So tired of all the fics that have Harry enjoy reading but it turns him into a snobby cynical asshole. Like reading would turn him into a different person completely. Shut the hell up maybe I just want to see him gushing over the latest fantasy series he stole from the nearest library and going absolutely fangirl insane when he sees a dragon for the first time, all while simultaneously backing as far away from his textbooks as possible and charging headfirst into a fight with a basilisk without researching a damn thing about it. LET HIM CONTINUE TO BE AN IMPULSIVE DUMBASS PLEASE I JUST WANTED HIM TO HAVE SOME COMFORT IN THE CUPBOARD LIKE DAMN 😭