#but he used the most unreadable font

[captainuranium543]

How I think various fairy tail characters would text - part 1

Lucy

- She never had anyone to text growing up (sorry) so when she first starts she treats it like writing letters

Dear natsu dragneel,

"😂"

Sincerely, Lucy heartfilia.

- she uses lots of emojis

- 😂☺️✨⭐❤️😍🤭🤗<-her favorites

- she gets the hang of it pretty quick but still uses perfect grammar regardless of situation which can throw people off sometimes

Levy: "good morning"

Lucy: "Good morning Levy."

Levy: "are you upset?"

Lucy "No."

Natsu

- he doesn't text much but when he does he puts everything in one massive paragraph with no punctuation at all and filled with typos so it's nearly impossible to read

- He also likes emojis but uses random ones that have nothing to do with anything most of the time because he just thinks they look cool

-"good morning!👹🔥💥🐱🧨🐉🐉🐉"

- basically what I'm saying here is this guy is impossible to talk to

- also it's even worse because he downloaded a bunch of the worst most unreadable fonts because for some ungodly reason he thinks they're easier to read then 12px arial black

Erza

- Driest of the dry texters, half the time will just reply with one word answers.

- When she does give longer texts they are filled with spelling mistakes, but not typos from writing too fast, oh no.

- she just genuinely can't spell and thinks autocorrect would be a sign of weakness.

- she fucking loves emojis, she uses them very literally

- "bad news guys makarov died💀😭"

- she treats them like tone indicators and genuinely thinks they are so helpful since irl nobody can ever read her tone but it backfires sometimes and looks threatening as fuck

"natsu I'm going to kill you😀😀😀"<- smile meant to indicate joking tone

Gray

- bro hates emojis, cant give a reason why he just doesn't like them

- only ever uses emotocons and only the most boring lame ones

- types normally, like incredibly normally, no emojis or insane spelling errors, barely any typos at all actually, it's creepy

- he's also the only one that can semi interpret what everyone else is saying

- references memes a lot

- he's low-key chronically online

[screaminglygay]

KINKTOBER day 1

pairing: siren! natasha x reader

summary: working on a boat sounds like a fun, but what if there is a cold weather?

word count: 3.6k

warnings: heavy manipulation!!!, mind control, toxic dynamic, humping a tail, dirty talk, just smut!, badly written description of what sailors do

an: so the time is here!!!! I’m exited and also anxious, aghh. I’d appreciate any of your feedback and don’t be scared to send me some thoughts! If there are any typos, i sincerely apologize, just let me know and I’ll fix it!

an2: there is a part that was inspired by hp and goblet of fire, i’ve changed most of it, but left some parts, since natasha is siren. felt like it was fitting. and it’s exactly how I imagine natasha’s style of singing.

(italics = your thoughts)

!MDNI!

Enjoy this spooky time and be safe!

Working on a coast was an incredible experience and for such a long time you were happy to have the oppurtunity to see new things, but most imporantily feel new things.

This spontanious work trip helped you with your mental health more than your therapist in years. You didn´t even mind working alone somedays, since your coworkers had some days shift off. You enjoyed those quiet days, where you didn´t even overthink, you just let your thoughts peacefully be and surprisingly they did the same thing to you.

Seeing things, the old things but with a different font was something you never get tired of. Everything was bigger and prettier. Colorfull sunrises and sunsets, bigger and shiny stars. But when the warm and fuzzy wind was changed by heavy rains and scary thunderstorms, you were really changing your opinion and wishing you were back in your comfy king sized bed, watching another stupid show on Netflix. Not everything was so colorful all the time.

Especially when the weather got cold and nothing was so warm and fuzzy as in the summer. When the first storm came you thought that you can hadle it, alone. You did, but barerly.

But from todays morning, you knew something big is coming and nothing could prepare you for that. You woke up and checked your phone, like you did every signle day and noticed you have one unread message, saying that your coworker, Tobias, can´t make it, because he got sea sick, from all the sailing he did this week. Which is little weird since you´re positive he´s been sailing the day he was born. But even the best of us can get sick sometimes. So youre all alone. You let out a big sigh. You werent mad, no. You were just little scared of the storm that might and most probably will come today.

When you finally got up and looked from the window you could feel that the wind was freezingly cold. Goosebumps begin to form on your arms and neck. The cold feeling seeps through your skin deeper, like a stealthy intruder, sending shivers down your spine. It's an icy touch that grips your body, making your muscles tense.

It´s gonna be a long day.

As always you packed your stuff, fuzzy socks, warm coat, another shirt just in case youll get wet. Lastly you took some snacks and a big amout of soup, hoping your heater wont let you down. And last but not least a lots of tea. As your boss always says "Tea and rum is better than a warm coat." Well you dont have the rum, but the tea will do, at least that´s what youre saying to yourself.

When you got to work, you checked all the papers from yesterday, made sure to know what your tasks will be today. And of course you had to check if the boat is in a good shape to sail the next day. It´s a lot of work, but at least you have a job to do. Not like a week ago, where you just sat and watch as the waves hit the rocks for 12 hours. You noticed that even waves have a simple patterns, its was so hypnotic to watch it hit the big rocks again and again and again.

You slowly checked all the papers to not miss anything important and undeerscore everything that you need to do today. You checked your watch and made a mental note to put the kettle on soon.

Youre working here for about a 5 months now and you still havent figured out your routine. Even though most of the times youre still doing the same job all over again, checking something, writing what needs to be fixed, checking the load, or just watching over the boat, you still do everything at the same time. So sometimes (read it as most of the times) you just forget to do the simple things as taking care of your basic needs. When you and Tobias have shift together, you two kinda take care of eachtoher, but when he´s not there it´s just so easy to forget about it.

But today you did quite good job, after checking the lower deck you came back up to unlock the kitchen and put the kettle on. When youre water was getting ready for your favorite and only tea you had here, you wrote some documentary about the first ship load you had to check. Everything was correct and you were happy that you didn´t have to unpack it and count it manually. Your first break of the day fly past very quickly as you finished your tea, that didnt make you feel warm at all. You put the cup in the sink and went on another round of checking the boat lower deck.

As you stood up something red caught your eye in the distance, you took a few steps closer to the window, hoping you would see better at what it is. It was weird seeing something so bright in the distance, where only the gray waves were moving. But to your disappointment, you didnt got the answer, it was probably some coral from the shore. You shake your head slightly and moved to another task.

When you came up you noticed that it was already dark outside, shockingly it was the same tempetrure as throghtout the day. Which was a positive thing.

How long have I been downstairs? What time is it? I didn´t have lunch... again.

As many thoughts at the same time speed through your mind, you heard something under the boat. You just closed your eyes, taking few deep breaths to calm your nerves. You put down the paperwork and the pen you were holding. Making your way to the kitchen, youve notice that you didn´t even drank much water. Cursing yourself, you drink a half of the bottle right away. The fresh water finally hitting your needs. Refreshing shockwave going through your body. Every cell awaken and all of your sences light up. Already feeling better, taking a moment to make soup and overall just refresh yourself. As you´re finishing your food, you hear it again.

Bang.

This time is was way louder, so you took all of your courage to go out and look what it was. Sometimes you were tought, or maybe you just act before you think things through. You were terrified of the dark and most importantly what´s in it, but this time something made you go out. You were surprised by yourself, but you didnt question it, much.

When you got out you checked the boat, slowly analyzing if something is wrong.

Was it an animal? A fallen brench into the water?

"Hello?" You immidietly cursed yourself. "Im an idiot." You mumble as you walk around. "There is no more pathetic and stupid way to die then just say hello to the dark." You mumble under your breath.

After a while walking around the boat a big strike apeared on the sky. And after few second of a complete silence there was a big thunder coming, that made you run back inside. There it was the big storm you were so terrified of. It was way worse than the last time and you were hoping to survive it.

That´s a little bit dramatic, but your heart was pounding fast, your hands started to shake and even in this cold you very still incredibly sweaty, like if you just ran a marathon in the desert. After few hours of tinkinkng you´ll die, the storm suddently stopped, leaving you all tired and scared at the same time. Until youve heard another sound, it wasnt another bang, it was more like a humming.

Maybe someone from the sailors is here? But they are all men. Maybe someones wife? Again, your thoughts are running milions miles per hour.

The humming sounds so warm, like the old days, back in summer, where everything was colorfull, fuzzy and it felt generally so good in your ears. You stood up and without second guessing you step outside. There was complete silence, not a single person outside, The sun slowly coming out, trying to fight those stromy clouds that were showing the only evidence of heavy storm.

As soon as your hand laid back on the door handle a beautfiul voice start to sing a melodic song. You didnt understand it, it was some language you never heard, but you liked it, your brain might not understand the words, but your body understood the melody. And suddenly you didn´t felt cold, it was the other way around actually. Your cheeks were on fire, like you were running a fever, but you didn´t feel bad, no, you actually felt the best you ever did.

When you turn around you saw her. Unbeiebly beaitiful, goddess looking woman. Her hair was red, not like an apple red, more like a bright fire that is keeping you warm at the coldest nights. Each strand seemed to catch the sunlight that was finally going up, setting her aglow with a vibrant, fiery aura. Her green eyes were pierced at you, she was looking at you, waiting for your move. But you just stood there and watched her, your breathing started to speed up. You tried to remeber evertything about her, but as soon as your eyes fell lower, you noticed how light her skin looked. It reminded you of a fresh marble that was just ready to be cast in. But what caught your off guard the most, was her tail. You´ve never seen aynthing like that and it was very obvious, because youre face made it very well known. It was mixed feeling between shocked and amazed. The siren's tail was a fluid masterpiece, a shimmering blend of oceanic blues and greens. With each sinuous movement, it created a mesmerizing scene.

"Hey sailor." she smirked, her voice sound way raspier than it did when she sang.

"I- I- I´m not a sailor. This is uh not my uh- boat... I just work here." You stutter out, cursing yourself for seeing the prettiest woman your eyes have ever laid on and you ramble out this sentence.

"You just work here? Oh what a pity, I wanted to ask for some help." The red haired frown, which made you feel sad right away.

"I can help! I just... not my boat." You awkwardly chuckled out.

Her eyes immidietly fell back on you. "Oh really? I don´t want to bother since you´re not the sailor of this boat." Her voice sounded so soft, yet harsh at the same time. It was luring you, by every word she said, you felt different emotion each time. A good emotions.

"I mean I´m on a shift now, so teoretically I am sailor of this boat." You smiled, youre pupils were so big and you felt like you were in euhporia.

She smiled softly. Her smile could make a whole army fall to their knees. You knew it, but most imporatnly she did too. But there was only one person she want to fall on their knees. And that person was you.

"Okay then, sailor..." her raspy voice now coming lower to your body, slowly eletrucing you. "I just need a little favor, my tail..." She let out a little whine, completly changing her body language. She didn´t seem so confident, she looked so fragile and sad. And you have to help her.

"Are you hurt?!" You imidditetly walk closer to her. Crouching so youre on the same eye level. She place her hand on yours, looking at you and finally, she bonded. Her touch made you feel cold and warm at the same time. Butterflies flying everywhere not just in your stomach and her eyes. Her captivating eyes has already read you like a whole book. Her eyes were an entrancing shade of emerald, deep and captivating like the hidden depths of the sea. They held an enigmatic allure, with a hint of mischief and ancient wisdom that drew you in, ensnaring your heart and mind.

"A little-" she sigh and looks away. "-maybe you can help me get back, to safety, where no one can find us." The soft spoken woman look at you, making eye contact again, while her hand is still on yours.

"Us?" Your words caught her off guard.

"Yes, us, darling. You know, not all people are kind as you are. Youre the only one who ever made me feel safe. Youre the only one i can trust now. Youre-" she blinks a few times, leaning closer to you. "-youre my saviour. Will you help me, darling? Help us to get to safety? The world is too cruel and we need to decide right now."

This was the task you were waiting your whole life on here. Make sure she is safe, there is nothing else that is more important than this. You nod, still making eye contact.

"I will. Of course!" You nod again, taking this job very seriously, as you felt like you were born for this.

"Say it. Say what you were made to do, darling." Raspiness was now the only thing that you´ve heard. You were less and less interested in your work and your tasks before her.

Before her there was... was there anything before her?

"I will help you. I will help us get to safety." Your eyes scanned her face, hoping these words will help her.

"Thank you my darling, will you follow me? Please?" her eyes were watery, she´s holing back tears and that tears your heart.

"Yes." You say without hasitation.

"Yes, what, darling?" She asks.

"Yes, uh-" suddnely you feel this sensation, your head feels fuzzy and your view is more and more bright. Your words are caugh up in your throat, when you looked at her lips you can see them moving, but your ears cant catch the word she´s saying. But your mind does.

"Yes, mistress." you whisper back as it´s the only thing you can say.

As you closed your eyes for a second, the world around you seemed to blur and fade. The warm feeling never leaving your side.

Time itself shifted, as if you were wrapped in a comforting cocoon. The soft, rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the shore became a lullaby and there is it was again. Her singing. Her soft and heart warming singing.

When you finally stirred, it was as if you had awakened in a dream. The dimly lit cave, adorned with iridescent seashells and many other decorations, that suited the cave. And there, before you, was a siren of unparalleled beauty, her emerald eyes reflecting the cave's soft luminescence.

"Hello, darling..." she slowly moved towards you "...slept well?" her smirk grew wider as she saw your hand immidietly going between your legs as there was some unbeliveble aching you were feeling.

"I- uh huh" You only nod, not realizing that your hand is going lower on your body.

The siren´s hand falls on your cheeks as she tuck some of your falen hair behind your ear. Not even for a second breaking eye contact. Without second thinking you grab her hands and put them on your body, that was covered in your wet clothes.

"P-please!" Was all you could have said. She just chuckled and squeezed your breasts.

"You don´t even know my name and you want me to fuck you? Aww darling, youre way easier than I thought you would be. So so so easy" She tsked and suddenly, you didn´t felt her hands on you anymore.

"I don´t care!" You yelp as the aching was even worse now. Is this what drugs do to you? You just want more and more and still it isn´t enough.

The siren looked at you shocked, her hand was placed on her chest as a sign of being offended. "Darling, you don´t care what my name is? That´s rude." She pout. Tears immidietly filling her eyes. "And I thought you don´t want to hurt me, yet you´re just like the others." She looked away.

"Wait- No, no, no! Im not like the others, Im sorry! Im so sorry! I want to know your name. Oh gosh I didn´t want to be so selfish!" You grabbed her arm. "Please, tell me your name, I bet it´s beautiful just like you!"

"You think Im beautiful?" Her green eyes falling back on you.

"Very." You nod.

"It´s Natasha." She wiped her tears.

"Okay, Natasha. Im sorry for being selfish, It was really mean, let me make it up to you, please." You felt so sad, like every joy just left your body forever. Like you didn´t even experience a single happy thing in your life. Like everything was just dark.

"You´re right, you did act very selfish and mean. And you should definetly make it up to me, (Y/N)." Natasha seems so small right now, like a small fish in a big dark ocean.

"Anything you want, just please- forgive me." You basically whined at this point.

"(Y/N), you truly hurted my feelings, I don´t know. How can i trust you not hurting me again?" The horrible feeling of guilt is forming not just in your stomach, but also in your head now.

Natasha looked really hurt by your words. And you felt like if you´ll lose her, you´ll lose yourself, forever.

You squeezed her hand. "I will never. How can i prove it to you? Please..." You knew this will work. "... mistress, let me prove to you, I won´t ever hurt you and Im truly so sorry!"

Her eyes shifted, her pretty green color in her eyes just dissapeared and turned into black.

"Take of your clothes. They´re wet, you will get sick. Aren´t you cold, darling?" At her words you did feel the cold breeze. Actually you were freezing.

"Y-y-yeah, Im freezing." You said while your teeth chattered.

"Oh, darling! Clothes off, righ now!" She ordered and you did as she told. "I don´t want you catch a cold!" Her voice was caring, so caring you didn´t think you deserve it, after how mean you´ve been acting towards her.

As you stand there, completly naked the shivering didn´t end, it got even worse and your nipples could cut dimonds now.

"You´re still cold? Oh, darling, come here." She pointed at her tail. "My tail is warm, it´s gonna keep you from freezing to death." Her smile could cure everything negative thing in this world.

Without second guessing you almost jumped at her, your hand wanting to touch her tail, but you stopped yourself. "May I? Mistress?" Natasha just nodded. You hand immidietly touching her tail.

It´s so soft, oh my god and warm! So so warm.

"Sit on it, darling." She take your hands and guided you on her tail. "It will make you warm, so warm, it will end the shivers, I promise."

So you did. You sat on her tail and if you felt tingles everywhere before, then now there are tignles even in places you don´t have. Running your fingers along its sleek, supple surface was like caressing a piece of heaven. Its velvety texture and gentle, soothing warmth enveloped you in a sense of euphoria, as if you were touching a living embodiment of comfort and enchantment, a sensation that melted away all of your less important other thoughts.

Natasha noticed you´re still shivering and put her hand on your hips. "Darling, if you start to move you will stop shivering. Fast friction makes heat and you really need to be in heat now, darling." Natasha was right, her words were exactly what you needed, but you just didn´t know how.

How can I do this? I don´t want to hurt her tail.

"You won´t hurt my tail, darling. I will guide you, okay?" Her strong hands squeezed your hips and slowly made you move back and forth. "Just like that, you´re doing so good."

After a little while you start to get the hang of it and you felt that amazing friction again. Everything started to feel so good, all the lost joy, all the good feeling are back. All the happy thoughts.

"Oh my god- it´s really working!" You screamed.

"I know, darling. I can feel you on my tail. Keep going." She wispered in your ear.

You did. Oh boy, you did. You moved your hips back and forth faster and faster. And at the same time it got easier, maybe it´s the tail, or maybe it´s the fact that your juices were all over Natasha.

You definetly felt the heat.

Few moments before you came and let all of your juices on the siren´s tail, she started to sing again. In the same language you couldn´t understand before, but you can now. It´s like you know the song all your life.

"Come seek us where our voices sound,

We cannot sing alone in the dark,

And while you're searching, ponder this:

We're gonna take what you'll sorely miss,

But not for long you gonna think,

Let us help, and you won´t sink.

Your life might have been so perfect,

Too late, it's gone, it won't come back."

After the red head stopped singing, she looked at you and finally closed the gap between you two. Your first kiss was a moment of exquisite tenderness, a meeting of souls that overlap the boundaries of land and sea. As their lips brushed together, it was a gentle, captivating exchange of warmth and desire. In that soft, lingering kiss, they found a connection that was as deep and boundless as the ocean itself, a love that defied all expectations and left you utterly in her arms.

"I forgive you, darling." Natasha said and you knew, you found your life task. As she holds you close on her tail your eyes fell back into the warm fuzzy feeling, you didn´t mind be in forever.

Hope you enjoyed first day of KINKTOBER!

Thank you for reading!!!

[tfp-is-my-lifeblood-lol]

How would the bots and cons handwriting be like? (Sorry for my bad English lol)

Ahhh! I love this idea! Had WAY too much fun with this.

Bots and Cons Handwriting

Optimus:

-Can write insanely neatly, and in literally ANY font

-Everything he writes looks like it came straight from Google Docs

-He can perfectly recreate Comic Sans, much to the children's amusement

-Handwriting KING

-He's too powerful

Arcee:

-Her handwriting is gorgeous

-She writes very neatly, definitely in cursive

-Everything she writes looks like a diary from the Victorian era

-Majestic✨✨✨✨

Ratchet:

-Cursive, but MESSY cursive

-Like, REALLY messy cursive. What is he even writing? Who knows? It's a mystery.

-You know, cuz, like, that's how a pharmacist's prescriptions look, and he's a medic. Lol

-Ratchet has messy pharmacist handwriting

Bumblebee:

-His handwriting is so cute😭

-Basically Comic Sans

-Not PERFECT Comic Sans like Optimus, but just bubbly and adorable

-Having legible handwriting is something he practices a lot, since his voice box is broken. Writing is a nice way to express himself if need be.

-He has kindergarten teacher handwriting

-My dyslexia would be so happy

Smokescreen:

-Neat enough handwriting, but HE WRITES SO BIG

-All caps, all the time

-He goes through too many notebooks, because he saves NO space

-Poor guy. He just has a big personality

Bulkhead:

-Unreadable

-His hands are just way too big

-Very messy. Only Wheeljack can read it because he and Bulkhead share the same braincells

-Bulkhead and Ratchet get in arguments, because Ratchet's reads Bulk's handwriting, and is like: "Bulkhead, your attempts at penmanship are downright INCOMPREHENSIBLE."

And Bulkhead's like: "You say that like any of us can read yours!"

And Arcee's like: "I second that."

And Bumblebee buzzes in agreement.

Ratchet just rolls his eyes, like "ugh." Because he can't argue. HIS handwriting is gibberish, too.

Ultra Magnus:

-Opposite of Smokescreen...Ultra Magnus's handwriting is TINY!

-Seriously, where is it? You need a microscope.

-Only the humans can read it, because it's so small. And even THEY have to squint

-It's also PERFECT. His handwriting is very neat

and blocky, like a typewriter

-If only we could actually see it

Wheeljack:

-He's like, a graphic design CHAMPION

-He learned handwriting from Miko, so he loves big bubble letters. He decorates them with cool patterns, like flames, and lightning bolts

-Very stylish

Megatron:

-What I can only describe as "spooky cursive"

-Very formal, and kinda gothic

-He'd use some kind of calligraphy pen with very dark, splattery ink, or, like, whatever the Cybertronian version of a quill is.

-He's an elegant guy...well, sort of, except most of what he writes consists of:

"My dearest Starscream,

It is with great regret (note my sarcasm, Starscream.) It is with great PLEASURE that I must inform you...

I have caught you invading my stash of dark energon, once again.

I will be grinding you into scrap metal momentarily.

Yours truly,

Lord Megatron."

Starscream:

-Starscream has the ABILITY to write neatly, and in cursive

-But he writes very scribbly, because he's angry

-If "ranting" was a font, it's the font he writes in

-Also, he probably keeps a rage journal, where he trash talks everyone he knows

-Somebody help him🥲

Soundwave:

-Handwriting? What's that?

-He probably uses his internal computer to make documents, and prints them

-And when he prints things, they probably slide out of his neck. Terrifying. So he prints things to freak Starscream out

-It's beautiful

-If Soundwave was FORCED to handwrite, he'd do it in computer code, or morse code, or something weird like that. Everyone would be baffled trying to understand it.

Airachnid:

-Very splattery

-But that's what happens when you use energon and human blood as ink.

Shockwave:

-Writes in calculator font

-Like, the font a calculator has

-He says it's "the most logical font"

-Starscream constantly judges him for it

Breakdown:

-Definitely not neat, but not Bulkhead levels of messy, either

-He doesn't have the best handwriting, but he can make some pretty good doodles

-If, for some reason, Megatron assigned Breakdown and Knockout a task involving handwriting, Breakdown and Knockout would both doodle instead of being productive

Knockout:

-Ooo! So majestic!

-It's very bold

-His handwriting is suave and announcer-y, just like him

-It'd also be curved slightly to the right, like italics

-Almost like something you'd see in a commercial, or a movie trailer, or a billboard

-Like a NASCAR advertisement (y'know, because race car)

[liannelara-dracula]

Hi, can we have the diaboy's handwriting?

Hi Love,

Totally, this sounds so cool. For more explanation of if cursive is old or not you can refer to the comments.☺️😊

-Liannelara

P.S. For fun here is admins hand writing

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Prompt

Requests are open

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Warning:

*certain words have been/may be censored for Tumblr guidelines.

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The Diaboys Handwriting hcs

Sakamaki

Shu

Fancy and kinda dark academia aesthetic but is definitely not readable to most of us.

It's in cursive of course cause he's archaic.

And he's pretty lazy, he like barely holds his pen.

He mostly writes in Latin that way none of his brothers understand but sometimes he writes in his demon language.

Although with all the tech now he literally does the voice audio type or anything he needs to write down.

It's so rare to see this lazy ass with a pencil in his hand lol.

Reiji

Its crazy but in cursive it is beautiful, like great penmanship.

But in print, Reiji shows a completely different side of himself.

He never writes in print because he finds that people may think he's vulnerable.

Reiji only writes his most personal thoughts in print and its because he never shares with anyone and can't be himself except for on paper.

So only sadness and angry are written in print.

It is canon that he once held a diary when he was younger so it wouldn't be surprising if he writes his feelings in print. I mean he's stressed.

If he had a lover he writes in print because he wants her to know this side.

Cursive is what he uses when he's doing chemistry or a grocery list.

Laito

The left is how he writes in his demon language its more secretive and mysterious. He hardly uses it tbh.

The writing on the right is usual, normal print/cursive writing.

It's not super fancy or plain.

It is plain but with a little flare.

His writing is pretty neat and clean.

Although he doesn't write a lot he does like to write about his sexual escapades.

Kanato

He alternates between the two.

The left is when he is more focused and maybe upset. But not mad.

If he was mad, he'd write everything in caps.

Although the right is when he is calm since it's cursive.

He uses both interchangeably tho.

What's actually nice about his handwriting is not that it's simple or because it's bold or small. It's what Kanato writes.

I seriously think he writes poems and he is really good at it.

I mean any girl could fall in love with how this man writes, especially if he writes about you.

And he has such a nice voice when he talks about his lover/love interest.

Ayato

It's a mess, he prefers to type.

He makes spelling and grammar mistakes all the time but he uses a pen.

He literally cannot read his writing sometimes and asks Reiji if he knows and his brother just gets really mad at him.

He crosses out so much stuff.

And he writes in any spot.

He doesn't stay on the line, the letters are everywhere.

It's super plain and he never writes in cursive because he literally does know what is the top or bottom of the paper after writing it.

Subaru

Very messy and always in ink.

There are so many scribbles and ink smudges.

He always writes in print because his cursive is unreadable.

He doesn't stay on the lines, his writing moves up and down.

It's very careless and free.

He writes very big.

And has a hard time reading his handwriting sometimes.

Kino

Different and kinda neat but has a lot of crossed-out parts.

Sometimes capitalizes things for no reason.

He can write in cursive but wouldn't choose to.

Although his writing style is unique considering the font.

He is also part of the ink-only squad.

He also likes to abbreviate a lot of stuff.

Is able to keep his writing in a steady line for the most part.

Mukami

Ruki

If he's presenting it's neat, if its for his own things its sloppier.

But still, no soul has ever been able to read it.

He does it on purpose.

Kou has always wondered what it says but he's never been able to tell if it's even in English or in the demon language. Like he has no clue.

Ruki does this in case something thinks about snooping.

He probably does write in his free time, and honestly, he writes a lot. I bet he has so many journals that are filled over the years about his life as a vampire.

So it's hundreds of years of the world all in these books of his.

It's honestly fascinating but no one can read them.

Though if he had a lover he may open up to them about it and share what is in there.

But he might be a tease and lie about what's in there to get her to laugh and throw a pillow at her.

Kou

Okay now although the content at the end of this letter (left) is yandere that's not the point.

I seriously feel he writes in a bunch of fonts and caps/lowercase just cause he's everywhere.

And this is usually how he writes to his fans because they think it "cute"

The right shows his usual handwriting tbh.

It takes a second or two to understand.

But it's not too bad.

He hardly uses his handwriting for anything tho.

Puts hearts on "I"s

Yuma

Messy, always messy.

He is just so sloppy.

You'd think that because he has good hands in a garden he'd have nice handwriting, but you're wrong.

He connects letters with each other, and he has spaces, eraser smudges, and even crossed-out words.

Although his paper is not clean and you can read the writing, well for the most part.

He does have a nice signature though.

Azusa

He has really neat handwriting.

Like it's easy to read, it's neat, and it's not super big.

But there's only one problem.

His papers are always ripped or crumbled, torn, worn out, or have watermarks.

Like there isn't one time where the paper is nice.

He seems like he doesn't know how to do cursive or rather he forgets.

He probably writes relatively small.

Tsukinami

Carla

Fancy cursive and then regular cursive.

He's never used print in his entire 3,000+ years lol.

If he is writing a very formal letter to someone important he uses the writing on the left.

If he is writing for himself or to his brother he uses the writing on the right.

Either way, no one can deny that he has good penmanship.

His signature is also really elegant.

He has his own signature style in cursive.

Something most cannot do.

Shin

Like his brother it is in cursive and very fancy.

The left is how he writes in a more formal setting because it is easier to read.

He always writes really neatly surprisingly, it's the founder prince in him.

It's always in a steady line too, you'd think he'd measure where he wanted to put the handwriting.

The right is his more loose and less legible writing. He uses this if his letter is informal and it is to someone he is comfortable with or has known for a while.

He doesn't really write in print unless its for school and he wants to blend in.

Because he's supposed to be a British exchange student it doesn't surprise me if most of his notes are in shorthand.

I think once he learned that no one uses cursive he decided to not use it that much and stuck to print.

Which probably looks something like this.

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˗ˏˋ 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 ˎˊ˗ ©𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟔~Present

[chemzee]

How HPMA characters would do a 20 minutes PowerPoint presentation

aka silly idea 6734 please bear with me and remember it's just my own silly headcanons haha

Daniel: Probably most dull looking out of all of them, just a casual Times New Roman black on white with occasional pictures, no slide transitions. Has just enough info for a single slide, not too short, not too long, just a perfect amount, about maybe 10-12 slides, each idea properly separated. Probably memorized most of it but not all, does occasionally read from screen. So while not too visually interesting, it gets the point across well and to him it's probably more important than wasting time on making it pretty.

Ivy: she strikes me as someone who balances out the information and visual presentation, so I'd say Daniel's presentation but prettier and probably a little shorter, like 8 slides and probably has less info, but enough to explain the topic in question. Probably uses Arial or Calibri (wanted to use Dreaming Outloud but knows its not the best for such presentation) font and has the same transition on all slides. Probably picked a pretty design with pastel colors. Despite the fact she doesn't have a lot of text, she definitely does not remember it at all so she mostly reads it. I think she probably was planning on adding more pictures or transitions but forgot and only realized it the moment she has to make a presentation.

Lottie: definitely the most visually interesting one, she probably would spend A LOT of time on trying to make it look pretty. Uses different transitions but they all go well with the theme of the topic in question and they don't look obnoxious. The ideas are separated well, it has around 10 slides and each looks breathtaking, as she had customized almost everything herself,eather than leaving the design as it is. Uses different fonts for different categories of text, but main text is probably in Century Schoolbook. In terms of information, however, she'd either add too much or too little and she would often read the text on screen, but the prettiness of her presentation makes up for it.

Kevin: he strikes me as a kind of guy who would add TOO much info. He'd probably have to shrink it to font size 6-8 just so he could fit everything and has over 20 slides. Probably the kind of guy to have text on one slide and pictures on the other because he can't fit both on one. Unknown to God, memorized the entire text somehow but gets extremely nervous when presentating it, especially after seeing everyone's reactions to the unreadable wall of text.

Cassandra: she strikes me as a white on black person, probably uses fancy font styles as titles and Times New Roman or Baskerville as normal text. I'd say she's similar to Ivy in a way she balances out the information and the prettiness (I'd say hers is the second prettiest after Lottie's) but has more info than Ivy (around 10-12 slides) and she actually remembers her text almost by memory, so better and fancier Ivy.

Robyn: either did it in 5 minutes and has 7 slides max with minimum amount of info or she just staight up copy pasted a Wikipedia article, with links still attached. At least bothered with the way it looks and by that I mean she chose the random alternative style and random font that looked good enough and called it a day.

Frey Twins: Fisher most likely insisted on making it together with Colby, despite the latter wanting to do his own presentation. Surprisingly, they put in a lot of effort into it, they had put their heart and soul into every single slide. And by that I mean is that they created the worst monstrosity known to mankind, literally the worst looking presentation one would ever imagine. It's too bright, it has small comic sans orange text on red background, the images are squashed, oh and don't get me started on the effects. The transitions and animations take up about 90% of whole presentation, they used literally every known transition available and it's just one after the other. And worst part is? It's completely unoronic, they actually think it looks great.

[merakiui]

HOW DO U THINK THE TWST BOYS TYPE 😭😭 I know riddle uses punctuation to the max but honestly I'm tryna figure out if azul would as well. and I feel like ace, floyd, and kalim would use a bunch of emojis (ace and floyd use them ironically, kalim uses them unironically LMAOO) but im not sure about the others... maybe leona would be the type to just give curt replies and power off his phone. idia would leave u on read intentionally, and malleus would do it unintentionally. IMAGINE MALLEUS SENDING RANDOM PICTURES BY ACCUDENT WHILE TRYING TO TYPE A REAPONSE EHSJCJJS honestly I feel like epel might be a bit of a spam texter ngl... BUT WHAT DO U THINK. I AM HANDS-AND-KNEES-ON-THE-FLOOR DESPERATE TO HEAR YOUR THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS TOTALLY AND COMPLETELY IMPORTANT MATTER

OOOOOO do I have many thoughts to share!!!! >:D

Riddle types stiffly and grammatically correct because he believes one's texting style reflects their maturity level. So you can expect full sentences with punctuation. He most likely didn't have emojis downloaded onto his messenger (it's Cater who shows them to him), and after he gets them he might use an emoji or two to get a point across. He often ends written threats (most often beheadings) with the smiling emojis, but he doesn't overuse emojis.

Trey is friendly and polite when he texts. I get the impression he doesn't text very often and instead prefers phone calls, but when he does text his tone is always warm even through the screen. Very sweet. He also uses emojis, but he doesn't use them nearly as often. He might overuse the dessert emojis because he likes those the most.

Cater is always typing (and even talking) in texting slang and abbreviations. He uses emojis and hashtags. I wouldn't be surprised if he uses pretty fonts for his Magicam captions. He strikes me as the type to send multiple messages if it's to someone he's close with. His tone is always friendly and casual.

Deuce texts stiffly with upperclassman or anyone he has a lot of respect for, but with friends (especially Ace) he's very, very casual. Probably bickers over text with Ace. Might curse once or twice in text and instigate fights if he's particularly riled up.

Ace is another casual texter. The type to send multiple messages just to annoy you if he knows you're busy. He's always texting you for homework answers. The group chat ghosts him when he begs for homework and essay answers lol. I like to think he might gossip through text every now and then, if only to keep things interesting in the group chat.

Leona either leaves you on read or has very terse responses. His texting style is so boring and dry. T_T most of the time he's sleeping. He probably has 500+ unread messages because he can't be bothered to check. If it's something important, just say it to his face or call him.

Ruggie texts fairly casually. He isn't as stiff as Riddle and he won't leave you on read (most of the time). He's busy a lot, so he doesn't text often and it takes a while for him to read his messages. He usually texts you if he wants something. <3 he uses emojis, but it's usually if he's being sarcastic or he needs to respond quickly and can only offer a thumbs-up emoji.

Jack is also another texter with curt, stiff replies. He texts like how he speaks, so there isn't much difference. He rarely uses emojis and he doesn't use any abbreviations or slang.

Azul texts politely and grammatically correct with everyone because he believes one's texting style represents the type of person they are. He wants to show everyone he is a refined gentleman. With Jade and Floyd, his texting style is far more casual because they're close friends. He might use an emoji or two if it's fitting, but outside of that he's polite and respectful.

Jade texts much like how he speaks as well. He's considerably casual with Floyd and Azul for the same reason mentioned above, but even then he's still polite. He might use emojis when texting with Floyd and Azul. Jade has a tendency to write some of the most disturbing things and finish it with a :) no cute smile emoji. It's literally the haunting :) and some might say he overuses it... ;;;

Floyd texts casually and immaturely with everyone. He uses emojis, abbreviations, all-caps. He sends multiple messages at a time and spams your phone whenever he's in the mood. He likes to send a lot of gifs and images, too. He's shameless with it. Sometimes he'll even send links or images of erotic toys in the group chat he has with Jade and Azul and ask what they think. Sends a photo of the most monstrous dildo he's found online and asks: "Ya think this would fit in Shrimpy?" and without fail Jade always replies, "No harm in trying. :)" Azul will beat the life out of them; they're always discussing the ways in which they can break his angelfish! >:(

Kalim texts very casually. Also a spam texter. He uses all-caps when he's excited. He overuses emojis. Also the type to send lots of images in group chats or even one-on-one chats.

Jamil texts politely with everyone because it's important to look and sound respectful, even through a screen. Even if some of his peers get on his nerves and he'd rather verbally destroy them through text. He tends to send curt messages that usually get his points across. He sees no need to continue conversations he'd rather not have, so he often texts only what's necessary.

Vil texts much like how he speaks. There is always an elegance to his words, but that's because every inch of him is beautiful and elegant. Naturally this would extend to his texting style. He never uses too much or too little of something, so he will use emojis when it's fitting. He doesn't use abbreviations often, but every now and then you might get a rare lol from him.

Rook texts very passionately. He may send multiple messages at a time because too much is never enough for him. Definitely uses all sorts of French words when texting, so it's quite reminiscent of how he speaks in his daily life. I don't think he would use abbreviations or slangs, but he does use the flower and sparkle emojis to further express himself.

Epel texts casually with his friends. He'll use slang with them. With upperclassmen, he knows to text a little more politely, especially if said upperclassmen are Rook and Vil.

Idia texts in all lowercase, uses gamer slang and abbreviations, and shortens words like "your" to "ur." His replies can range from either super curt to leaving you on read to sending blocks of text because he's rambling about something he's passionate about.

Ortho texts like how he speaks: very kind and friendly and energetic! Although it is funny to imagine he texts only in binary code lol.

Malleus uses speech-to-text after Lilia introduced it to him, claiming it was much quicker than typing out the letters, so now he uses that to conveniently message. But he has yet to grasp that text-to-speech makes note of everything he's saying, so sometimes you'll get messages like: Capital C child of capital M man comma would you accompany me on a walk tonight? question mark smiling face emoticon. He means well in his texts, though. He's trying his best. (it's cute to imagine the little ding of a notification startles him at first.)

Lilia texts in a weird mixture of casual and polite. Sometimes he's using punctuation and other times he's not. Sometimes he's using slang and emojis and other times he's not. Sometimes he'll send silly gifs. One time Silver texted him that the dorm was out of toilet paper and Lilia responded with: L :p

Sebek texts in all-caps. I wholeheartedly believe he forgets to turn off all-caps, so even if he texts something as simple as a greeting it seems like he's screaming through text. He doesn't use emojis or abbreviations and slang, but it is funny to picture him sending GREETINGS HUMAN‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ with so many red exclamation point emojis.

Silver can't text very long messages otherwise he might fall asleep halfway through typing or while waiting for a response, so he usually texts what needs to be said. He's still very polite and sweet through text, always so princely.

[epickiya722]

[NOTE: This is long! This is an actual ask about Mineta and among other things that I thought maybe some of you may be interested in reading, but because the font is in orange (due to Tumblr glitching out on Anon and their autism) I'm posting it like this. I'm not too bothered by the color, but I'm sure there are others who may find it unreadable. Now, you do not have to read it. And if you do read it, you may comment or just send me an ask ONLY if you're polite. Don't attack anyone over this. No matter how you may feel about Mineta, BNHA, Horikoshi, a dog, a cat, ANYTHING or ANYONE... DO NOT BE DISRESPECTFUL. Please keep any of your comments that you know are rude to yourself. And now, you may proceed if you choose to.]

Horikoshi said once in some interview that mineta is essentially a self-insert. Coincidentally, early-mha horikoshi had some pretty pervy tendencies (much like mineta—probably why he thought it would be cool to have such a character never really face consequences). The most famous example of this is probably the girls hero costumes, most notably Yaoyorozu. He mentions in an aside very early on in the story (volume three or something?) that he can’t seem to help himself and her boob window always gets bigger every time he draws it. Then there’s uraraka saying she didn’t want such a tight costume, Hagakure being naked, etc. When the anime started airing there was another interview where he said he really appreciated them making uraraka curvier than in the manga, because he likes curvy women. One could also use midnight and mount lady as examples of this but I’d say it’s more of a way of discussing mature themes surrounding hero society and all of its consequences rather than actual sexualisation. Something that sets him apart, even at this early stage, from other shonen mangakas is that he doesn’t only do this to the women, but the men as well. If Yaoyorozus hero costume is revealing, what about kirishimas (this comparison is my favourite because they both need skin showing for their quirks to function well, so why is one considered bad and the other fine? Because one is a boy and one is a girl? Please keep in mind I am not trying to say that kirishima is sexualized. It’s just food for thought)? If urarakas suit is considered too tight, then look at all might. You could probably see the outline of his dick from fifteen yards away when he wears that costume. Then there’s mineta, who makes certain comments regarding the women in his class. But what about mount lady and how she treats shoto? Or one of the wild wild pussy cats asking the boys in class 1-A how old they are to see how long til she can marry them? Unlike basically every other shonen out there, the sexualisation (at least as far as I can tell) is not based in sexism. It’s across the board, and we only notice it more when it happens to women because we are used to it happening to women.

For a long time, I hated horikoshi for the same reasons I hated mineta (it was a love-hate relationship for obvious reasons). He was openly perverted and seemingly one of *those* guys. You know, the ones I’d be afraid to walk near after dark. Or before dark. But I still loved mha and really appreciated what he was doing within the story. As a side note, he writes the women very well, which is rare in shonen (again—love hate relationship with dear old horikoshi). But if you’ll notice, the farther along in the story you look, the less sexualisation there is. It’s gradual so you hardly notice, but compare volume four or five to volume thirty. The difference is stark. It’s not really that mineta has less lines (although since the war started that has been the case) he still talks, just differently.

I think what happened is, when mha started getting popular, horikoshi started seeing huge pushback to minetas character, which probably all came to a head when the anime made him say something super fucked up to eri. I don’t recall if it was in dub or sub or both, but reading back through the manga it’s a bit different and honestly could’ve been poor translation or my own misinterpretation. But in the anime it was clear what he meant. He can’t wait for eri to be older, for exactly the reason you’re thinking now. The process of horikoshi realizing his mistakes started long before this, though, and gradually you can watch him patch up the holes if you pay attention. The anime does a poor job of this, at least until season six. But around the time that season four ends (and this is present in the manga too) there is a scene of Mina tying mineta to a chair and forcing him to watch something. After that, the sexualisation in the manga is gone for good. I’d like to interpret this as horikoshi finalizing his realization and own personal character development. He is no longer pervy, just like mineta is no longer pervy.

The one exception to this rule is that infamous chapter cover. The one with Hagakure on the front? Yeah, when I saw that, it made me rethink all of this. For about two weeks I was convinced that I’d been wrong about it, and he really is just a pervert after all. But lo and behold, he said in an interview that he was running behind and didn’t have time to draw or pick a chapter cover. He handed a bunch of old concept art to one of the higher ups and told them to pick something. He said he was never expecting that drawing to see the light of day, and he figured they’d choose something a little more suited to the story. (A little fucked up that he drew that? Yes, I think so. But keep in mind, these are *old* drawings. People are allowed to change and, following this metric, I think horikoshi has changed quite a bit.)

All of this is to say, mineta is not really a bad person anymore, and also has incredible writing (whether it was purposeful from the beginning or a last minute change) which just goes to show how talented horikoshi really is.

[yc3iko]

Snowy Fonts Ranpo Edogawa x writer fem! reader

(BTW you still work in the ADA, it's just you decide to write stories based off the real crime, depending on what's going through a detectives head during a crime investigation)

As the winter fall was just beginning, many people were rushing to get the latest candies or books. One was getting lost and the other lost in words on a page.

-(Y/N)'s POV-

I decided to grab the latest book of mine to add to the collection of my very own books. I enjoyed writing the murder books of detectives thought process but reading my own work when published is very different than working on the story itself. I found my works unreadable once I had them in my hands, flipping through the pages finding every error of less detail. I got wonderful comments on my books but the very few hate comments made me shatter. I never had really good self-esteem and my writing was my escape. When someone comments hateful words to me or behind my back, I remember the nights I cried trying to figure out why my writing was not the best. My ability didn't make it any better. I may have a strong ability that lets me write about the future for only five weeks but the mental side effect wasn't the best. 'That's not going to help anyone!' 'Write a better future.' Even with the smallest mistake my brain will pinpoint it. Being in the agency helped me realise why I thought this way. My parents were the key factor. 'You're not doing your best!' 'Your gift is trash just like yourself!' The words they used are the words I use on myself.

"(Y/N) Are you lost in thought again?"

"Oh sorry Ranpo, I guess I was," I said. "Well you choose to come help me find the new winter candies but here we are having somebody's book" Ranpo said. "Oh, well I guess we can go get those candies!" I said, putting on a front to hide my hateful thoughts getting to me. "Yay! To the candy store!" Ranpo said, skipping along.

- Timeskip -

"How was the trip to the candy store Ranpo?" Kenji asked. "I enjoyed it but (Y/N) stopped at some book sale to buy their newest book," Ranpo said. "Oh that's right her newest book came out," Yosano said. This conversation was going on right in front of me. My desk was right beside Kenji's. "Good work on your writing, it was better than last time," Kunikida stated. "It truly was," Atsushi said. Atsushi was my greatest stan here. We both enjoyed books and he ended up finding out first I was a book author. "I didn't know you wrote books," Dazai said, coming over to me. "Yeah I do, but its mostly about detectives' voices inside their head and how they solve the crime," I said. "So that's why most of the time you and Ranpo have cases together," Kenji stated. "Y-yeah I guess that's right," I said. "Ms. (L/N) come here," the president called. "Coming on over," I said. "I guess I gotta go." I waved them all goodbye.

"Yes Mr. President?" I questioned. "I just wanted to say I was proud of your writing skills and how far you have come," He said. "T-thank you," I stuttered. He always would say nice things about my work, but I still never get used to it. 'He's only trying to please you.' 'They only want your ability.' My face changed from a smile to a frown. The thoughts were starting again. I guess it was noticed because the president asked "Are you alright (L/N)?" "Oh I'm fine!" I said. "I really should get back to work, anything else you needed me for?" "Yes, can you make sure Ranpo writes his report? I noticed you have only been doing the reports since you and Ranpo started working together," Fukuzawa said. "Ok," I said and left. As I was on my way, I bumped into Kyoka. "Where are you off to Kyoka," I asked. "Im off the buy your books so I can talk more with you," She said. "Aw you don't have to," I said. "No it's fine," She retorted back. "Ok have fun!" I said. Fronts were so much easier. They never really break character. They were like criminals. Also lying when really you should be telling the truth. True characters hurt people, so my front will always be there.

Once I got back to the office, I noticed that Ranpo was reading and not eating. "What is he doing?" I whispered to Atsushi. "I lended him the first book of your series, him claiming he wanted to know more about your writing," Atsushi whispered back. "Hey (Y/N) come here," Ranpo yelled at me. "Ok," I said, as I walked over. "What would you like?" I asked. "I wanted to know why this book is written about me," He said. "Excuse me?" I questioned. He knew. He was never supposed to know. "Well this first book is about the first case I solved, and the date this was published was months after I told you," Ranpo said. His eyes were opened. The prettiest emerald eyes ever. "I'm sorry, I never got your permission to create a book off it," I said. My head looking down. 'Now he hates you, how do you feel?' 'Aw, are you going to cry, crybaby?' "it's fine, I never had a book based off me before, as the greatest detective of all times I feel honoured," He said, going back to eating his food. "R-really?" I questioned. "Yes but your next book needs to be about me and yours relationship after I ask you out," Ranpo said, bluntly. "What?" Me and everyone else questioned. "You heard me, check the letter on your desk," Ranpo said, pointing to the desk. I walked up to my desk and picked up the letter. It stated:

'I hope this goes right. Will you write me like you write your books after this date I take you on?' Yes no

-Ranpo Edogawa

I checked one off and handed it back to Ranpo. He opened it and said.

'I hope this goes right. Will you write me like you write your books after this date I take you on? Yes no

'P.S Never ask someone out over a letter'

"And that is how I met your greatest father of all times," I whispered to the kids in their beds. "They truly love the story about me being the greatest detective of all times!" Ranpo laughed. "They sure do," I said back.

[carlyraejepsans]

regarding the skeleton handwriting things, in the color tiles puzzle if you say you don't Understand, Papyrus'll leave a note/rule/whatever it is that you can't read, so did he use use bastard, most unreadable font to troll you or he's just, really bad at writing sometimes or something?

oh, pretty sure that's not his handwriting, actually, but alphys'! we see a sample of it in her lab too, and it's described pretty much identically as an unreadable chicken scratched nightmare. papyrus is probably reading the instructions she left.

[blindecho6]

An old OC space pirate lizard with a pet phoenix/cockatrice bird thing.

Fuck me, I forgot he existed when I said Lynn was my first posted anthro OC. Well, I made him just for a contest and never really loved the design, but nontheless, he was first one lol

I had to redesign him as soon as I remembered he existed. His previous versions are here and here. Main diggerence is the mecha arm which he didn't have previously. And lava lamp thing on his tail.

I decided to give him a new name: Jaszczur. Which is basically Lizard in polish, but I find it funny to imagine non polish speaking people trying to pronaunce his name :v The Phoenix also got a name change. He's now Comet.

I tried to find the most hand written fonts on my pc to write their names with. I would've loved tu use the same font for Jaszczur as I did for Comet, but man, his name was unreadable.

[skylarsblue]

Slasher Signature Headcanons (PT.1)

This is just an excuse for me to write in different fonts/brushes. It’s only part one. I can only have ten pictures per post. 

Michael Myers (RZ)

Michael(RZ)’s signature is very sloppy & quickly done. He’s never bothered to try and have nice handwriting, he only ever uses it to sign papers in Smith’s Grove. However, he does try to mimic a “metal band” font when writing his M’s.

Michael Myers (OG)

OG/Peepaw Myers’ signature is a bit cleaner than RZ, but that’s only because he has good control of his hands. He does stick his letters close together though, this is because he has poor vision thanks to being blind in one eye. There was a point where his handwriting was basically unreadable though.

Bo Sinclair

Bo’s signature is always quickly done & a bit sloppy. He writes at a slant with some tie backs to cursive writing. Some people say it looks like doctor’s handwriting, but he’ll say it’s still too clean for that. A more accurate comparison is an autograph-style.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent’s handwriting is somehow clean & messy at the same time. And it’ll degrade in quality based on how tired he is. Their handwriting is the cleanest of their brothers, you’ll notice similarities between theirs & Bo’s. This because they did each other’s school work. Bo doing Vincent’s math, Vincent doing Bo’s English/Lit homework. Often times, when he writes, you might see that there’s a lot of blank space towards the left side of the paper. Because he doesn’t have his left eye. He naturally writes more to the write side.

Lester Sinclair

Lester’s handwriting is childish and bold. He’s heavy handed & he doesn’t really care about keeping his writing small. If he were to put in effort, he could manage some decent, clean lettering. But if he tried to do that, he’d clench the pen too hard & get wrist cramps. This is just easier. Also, his dyslexia always made cursive difficult, so he stopped trying to learn. Big, bold, uppercase letters are easiest for him. Also, he’s left handed. (This doesn’t affect his handwriting but I wanted to say it)

Carrie White

Carrie’s handwriting is usually very clean & frilly. When she has to sign something, she’ll add a little flair in the first letters of her name, and she’ll add hearts as the dots in her i’s. She’s not consistent with the hearts though. Sometimes there will be i’s dotted with plain circles in the same word as one with a heart. Her cursive is very good but it make her hold the pen awkwardly.

Stu Macher

Stu’s handwriting is AMAZINGLY clean. He always makes sure to space his letters evenly. He’s naturally heavy handed though, he always squeezes the pen/pencil too hard, it’ll leave a mark on his fingers. The reason his handwriting is so clean is because it was super bad when he was a kid, and he got scolded by a really nasty teacher. Basically, he forced his handwriting to be nice so he didn’t have to hear her gripe anymore.

Billy Loomis

Billy’s handwriting is also surprisingly clean, but that’s only when he puts in effort. Most of the time, he’ll write super fast, making his letters blend together. Often times, he’ll turn his notebook, and he’ll write at a slant. But again, that’s when he’s putting in effort, which is rare.

Brahms Heelshire

Brahms was essentially forced to write in only cursive. He knows how to write in print, but when he did, his parents would insist it didn’t look right. Though he can write cursive rather well, he prefers print when he’s not signing his name. It’s less straining on his wrist & it’s easier to read. Especially since he’s left handed, which is the side he’s burnt on. His vision is also affected by his scars, so curly letters aren’t the easiest to do. But he’ll always sign his name in cursive. It’s a habit.

Jason Voorhees

Jason’s handwriting is very childish. He often struggles to make his letters nice because pencils, pens, crayons, etc. are too small for his hands. This coupled with vision issues make him overlap his letters. He’ll try his hardest to make it clean but it rarely works. He sometimes misspells his own last name, he forgets the second O. Also, yes that is a smiley face in the J. 

[chocolatepot]

A new project to share! When I read An Affirming Journal, by EDWARD “BLACKBEARD” TEACH, Currently Aboard the REVENGE in the Year of Our Lord 1717, Having Commandeered Her from STEDE BONNET, Gentleman Pyrate, by imperfectcircle, raven (@singlecrow), soupytwist, and tatteredbookmark, I knew I had to bind it.

See, I am a font fiend, particularly for historical fonts. I have a whooooooole bunch that I downloaded from KPS Fonts, which I hardly ever get to use because they're like ... too authentic. Most of them are unreadable paleographic ancient/medieval handwriting!

The fic itself is also delightful. The premise is that Stede had one of those "affirmation journals" pre-printed with inspiring questions to help you discover your best self and all that and filled it out, and then after he left Ed went through it with Lucius, having Lucius enter Ed's answers and his commentary on Stede's (while Lucius leaves his own commentary on Ed's). So it's funny AND heart-wrenching in turns.

The authors formatted the fic with different normal fonts, so I felt a bit guilty about changing them, but it was just a perfect opportunity to be weird with barely-legible paleographic text. For the pre-printed journal questions and titles, I went with 1782 Thurneysen, a very legible but still clearly 18th century typographic font with the long S for maximum historicity. Stede's handwriting is 1739 Bickham, a very elegant cursive. Lucius's is 1475 Humanistica Cursiva, which isn't really as good as Lucius's handwriting looks to be on the show, but ... I had to give Stede very pretty writing and I needed the distinction to be clear at a glance. Humanistica Cursiva also has the long S and it is pretty readable. Ed himself only writes a little bit, but he presented a challenge because I needed something else distinct but also legible but also a handwriting font - in the end I went with 2000 Bastarda, which is not a genuine historical font but a cleaned up version of lettre bâtarde/lettre bourguignonne, a late medieval script style that combined elements of Gothic Textura (blackletter) and calligraphy.

(Not much to say about the binding, it's a basic pamphlet bind with a single signature and a cardstock cover, the stitching covered with washi tape.)

Please go read the fic if you haven't already!

[they-are-freakin-legos]

The types of notes the ninja would take in school.

Pixal: okay, hot take, but pixal is that girl that takes her history notes that look like ✨️The Bubonic Plague✨️. Like, she bought the 70 different colored gel pens. She bought pastel highlighters. And her notes look like this. Idk I can just see it.

Lloyd: lol same as Pixal. But instead of stars and flowers in his headings, itty-bitty season-one Lloyd would draw tiny skulls and edgy drawings as a border. But older Lloyd? He ALWAYS has a ruler, and different colored pens. He's not drawing doodles, he's just making them neat. Oh, and he exclusively uses grid-paper notebooks. Because he's different. And he has one of those pens with 4 clickers that have different colors.

Nya: Idk man I just think she has nice handwriting. Not a single doodle in her notebooks. It's all neat, her font is tiny, she never needs to erase because she writes everything perfectly. I was in class today and the person I was working with had notes like this, and I wanted to just rip her paper in half LOL, like we get it. Also she uses exclusively mechanical pencils.

Jay: his handwriting is illegible. Unreadable. Cannot be understood, at all, period. Zane looks at his notes, and he physically has to put them down and walk away because he can't make any sense of it. There are arrows pointing all over the pages to other things, and he's just so lost. Things crossed out, squeezed in, and it doesn't help that he only writes in pen. This is me.

Cole: his notes are pretty vague lol. I imagine like in my head that Cole just didn't really do well in school. But I love love love love LOVE the idea of his notes having doodles all over them. Like, he'd draw the funky S on the side, and maybe some skulls and animals and characters or something. Emo kid hehe. I think it would be cute. Plus, he would draw all over the desk too. These are actually my notes from my class lol.

Kai: Kai's notes are probably the most infuriating for everyone that isn't a robot lol. His notes, he writes everything in one si gle paragraph. No structure, just a paragraph. And it looks like novel, it's infuriating. Like, look at this shit.

Zane: he uses a computer to take notes. He said, fuck that, typity type type.

[indiee19]

I Thought I Was Yours Forever

Alex Turner x reader

Summary: You reminisce memories of yours and Alex's relationship after you find him cheating.

warnings: cheating, light swearing

word count: 1588

A/N: Wow, I cried while writing this, also it’s kind of short

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The bedroom was mostly rid of all his things, he was packing up, his expression unreadable. You didn't want him to leave, but it was best for you and him, even though he didn't want to admit it.

Alex finished his packing, and turned to you. "Love, we don't have to do this," he said, his voice breaking near the end of the sentence. He tried to make eye contact with you, but you avoided his gaze.

You didn't answer him, just looked down at the floor in disappointment.

"Answer me, please, love," he said, taking one step towards you, but you stepped back. "Yes, we do have to do this. I have to do this," you answered, tears welling up in your eyes, finally meeting his eyes.

"I'm so, so sorry, love," he apologized, stepping towards you again, lightly grabbing your forearms. You knew he wasn't sorry.

"You sure as hell didn't look sorry when you were fucking that other girl," you said bluntly, looking back down at the floor. He looked down as well, didn't want be reminded of the truth, not wanting to be reminded of the awful 'mistake' the he had made.

"C-can you leave, Alex? Please," you asked, wanting him and the memories of him to be gone.

"Yeah, love, I can," he replied, grabbing his bags, walking down the hallway to the font door, you following him.

He opened the door, stepping through it, stopping himself so that he could turn around to face you, tears welling up in his eyes as well now, showing his emotions that he hadn't shown until now. "I know that it won't mean much, but ... I love you. And I'm so, so sorry, love," he said, tears running down his cheeks as well as some running down yours.

He turned around and walked out of the door, shutting it behind him. You walked over to the couch, crying, letting all of the emotions that had built up the past few days out.

Your mind started to flash back to the night that broke you. You had come home late from work, expecting Alex to be there at the door waiting for you to come home, to cuddle and love you like he always did, but that wasn't the case that night.

When he wasn't there you assumed that he was in bed, waiting for you. But when you walked into the bedroom, you didn't find Alex asleep, or waiting for you. He was in bed, on top of another woman, fucking her.

After the woman had left and Alex had got some pants on, he kept saying sorry over and over again, while you kept crying, asking why he did it.

-

"Why, Alex, why? Was I not good enough for you?" you yelled. He kept trying to explain and kept coming closer, but you wouldn't come near him.

"No, love, you are good enough for me, in fact you're more than good enough for me. A-and I'm so, so, so, so sorry, love. Please, please forgive me," he pleaded, getting down on his knees and begging you.

-

You eventually stopped crying, your face tear stained, nose red. You stood up and walked to the kitchen, more memories of Alex coming back to you.

You remembered all the times you and Alex cooked and baked together. You laughed slightly at the memory of the time that Alex had burnt your birthday cake, and you still ate it to make him feel better about burning it.

You remembered all the times Alex had made you food when you were sick and remembered you doing the same for him.

You couldn't bear those memories anymore so you left, walked to the bedroom, stopping at the bathroom.

You couldn't help but reminisce on all the baths and showers you and Alex took together, the times when Alex ran you hot, relaxing baths with rose petals on your birthdays and yours and his anniversaries. You remembered the times that Alex let you do his makeup, the times that you put face masks on each other.

You pushed those memories away, walking to the bedroom. You stood in the doorway, starring at the bed.

You remembered the night you knew that you'd never forget, even though you wish you could. You wanted to forgive him, wanted him to come back, you knew that you shouldn't want that, but you did.

As you starred at the bed, you remembered the times when Alex had come home late, wondering if what he'd said about being at the bar with the guys was true, wondered if he was just lying and was with that girl.

Then you remembered all the good things that had happened in the bedroom. All the memories of you and Alex tangled up in each other for hours on end, waking up on holidays beside him, having him make you breakfast in bed, all the times that he had made you feel better about yourself and all the times that you'd do the same for him.

You looked over at the closet, knowing that it was no longer full, it wasn't even half full anymore, more like a third full. You wore Alex's clothes quite a lot and saw nothing wrong with that, and now you had to wear your own clothes, and you would miss the scent of his spicy cologne that was practically embedded into his clothes.

You hated this, hated how much you missed him, hated how much you still loved him, you knew you shouldn't miss him or still love him, but you did. You couldn't picture a life without him, especially not in yours and Alex's house that you no longer shared with him, and you hated that.

You couldn't bear the memories anymore, you needed to escape them. You walked over to the closet, changing out of your shorts and shirt into some jeans and a blouse, walking to the door, grabbing your bag and putting on your shoes, heading out of the door.

You walked to the bar you used to frequent with your friends long before you had met Alex, and even a while after you met him you still went there a lot, with or without him, occasionally with some of his friends. It wasn't a long walk, so you made it there in about eight minutes, walking through the door, finding an empty seat at the bar. You ordered whiskey, downing it as soon as you got it.

"Hey, what're you doing here all by yourself?" a man said. You turned to where the voice came from. "Look, I'm not interested in - oh, hey, Miles," you said. He opened his arms and gave you a big hug, kissing your cheek lightly.

"How have you been, Mi?" you asked. He sat down beside you, ordering a drink himself. "Oh, you know, I've been good. Working on an album now actually," he replied. "Where's Alex?"

You sighed, you hadn't told anyone about you and Alex breaking up, the only person you told was your best friend. "Oh, he's back at the house, he was really tired so I let him sleep," you lied, you had no idea where he was and you didn't care.

"Oh, that's funny, because he's at my house. Crying about how much he messed up," Miles said, finishing his drink.

"So he told you-" he interrupted you.

"Yeah, and I wanted to say sorry. And was wondering if we could still be friends, even after what happened," he nodded.

"Yes, of course, Mi," you said quickly. You had figured that yours and Alex's friends that you knew would stay friends and you were happy that Miles was the first one to ask if you could still be friends.

You chatted for a bit longer, glancing over at the clock noticing that it was half twelve. You said your goodbyes to Miles and exited the bar, walking home. As soon as you got home, you checked your phone, you didn't check it while talking to miles. You saw the many texts from Alex.

-

I love you and I'm sorry.

Please forgive me?

I'm so sorry and I promise that it'll never happen again.

Please?

-

You had pushed Alex out of your mind for most of the time while you were at the bar, too focused and your conversation with Miles. You felt tears well up in your eyes, you meant to block his number but could never bring yourself to do it in the few days before he left.

You walked to your bedroom, changing into some shorts and a comfier shirt, crawling under the covers, feeling lonely in the bed that now felt very large, not remembering it ever being this size, but then again, you were hardly ever alone in it. You plugged in your phone before you received another message from Alex.

-

I know I've said this a million times, but I'm sorry and I still love you. Please take me back and I promise I'll never make that mistake again. And I'll serenade you, and shower you with all of my affection. Please?

-

You wanted to take him back, you really did. But what he did was unforgivable in your eyes. Once a cheater, always a cheater is what your friend said to you when you told her about him cheating.

You put your phone down, lying down. You knew that it would take a while to get over him, but you couldn't take him back, not after what he did.

[koravelliumavast]

Mistborn Era 1 character signatures

I don't know how to explain why but this is how I feel Mistborn characters signatures would look based on their personalities

Kelsier: His would have sharp lines, probably mostly capital letters, very close together, almost unreadable because the letters are almost on top of each other

Vin: Before kelsier's crew it would be small and tightly packed together. The kind of signature that is trying to be hidden. By the end of the series her signature is much more open and has a bit of a swoop to it, but is still closely wound together

Marsh: He would have a tight cursive that would be able to be written very quickly, almost unreadable in kelsier's vein as the letters are close together. But Marsh’s is actually unreadable. You can tell the “M” and the “H” and the other three letters are just all smushed together almost.

Elend: His would have straight lines and look similar to Times New Roman font. It doesn't stand out but it doesn't blend in to the background either. It’s a signature and he’s proud of it. His family tried to get him to learn cursive but he refused because he wanted to be “quirky” and “different” and “not like other nobles.”

Spook: his signature is large and sloppyas he’s tired of being in the background. The “S” looks like an incomplete 8 and the second “O” overlaps with the first giving them a linked rings look. It’s similar to Kelsiers in the unreadability vein and he likes that fact.

Dockson: Dockson has very neat handwriting as he’s the scribe for the crew. This carries over to his signature. It doesn’t stand out as much as Marsh’s but he has a very tight cursive. It’s right on the edge of being mildly unreadable but for the most part it is understandable.

Sazed: he would have that line across the middle of his “Z” but he mostly uses just a print as he never really gave a care to learning cursive as print works equally as fine.

Clubs: his would be a simple print script. No flairs as he’s not one for flair. Just his name and nothing else.

Breeze: it would have a ton of flair. He grew up noble and his signature reflects it. That being said he doesn’t write stuff down that often and gets other people to do it. His signature however would be similar to the “medieval books” font style. Mildly unreadable but in the sense of letter styling, not because of letter spacing.

Hammond: his signature would also not be very flashy. It can have a small amount of flair to it, but there isn’t much. If anything his would be the most basic cursive. The kind that you almost wouldn’t count as being cursive.

[phantasyreign]

Understanding Web Accessibility Design + Tips on Improving Accessibility

A few days ago, I came across a video by Kevin Powell where he interviewed Ashlee Boyer about web accessibility. I was intrigued with the video and thought that I might as well share it with everyone. Do watch the video in case if you prefer to watching the video instead of reading this article.

I really recommend you to read this if you would like to understand more about web accessibility! I’ll share with you 4 tips on what are the things that you should be considering when it comes to web accessibility! This is also a reminder to myself for my future theme designs to always consider accessibility when it comes to designing a theme :)

Warning: Some visual aids may cause headache due to the awful color selections. Proceed with caution.

01. Understanding the Users.

If we want to talk about accessibility, we first need to understand the users. If we try to create themes that is so-called ‘accessible’ without knowing the end-users, then it is is like creating commercial products without knowing the customers. It will cause us to cast our net wide but unable to catch many fishes as the holes are just big.

So who are the users? While the list may not be exhaustive, here the list of the potential people who may be facing disability, falling under the scope of ‘users with disabilities’:

Color blind;

Actual blindness;

Low vision/photophobia;

Migraine;

ADHD

Seizure.

When creating a theme, it is pertinent to always consider that there are users who will be viewing your blog or potentially using the theme. Hence, it is advisable to consider implementing theme designs that will ease these users. I personally think that while not all aesthetic designs are accessible, but all themes with accessibility are aesthetic (of course, it depends on the users preferences).

02. Color Contrast

Color contrast plays a huge role in theme designing. We need to always ensure that the color of the theme does not pain other people’s eye by giving unnecessarily pastel colors combination like this:

or even striking color combination as this:

(RIP eyes)

From these two prime examples, we can see just how important color contrast is. Poor color selections would lead to unreadability and may cause your eyes to strain. This may cause the users to quickly exit your blog (which kinda sucks because your content is 100 times better than the color selection 😐). We want people to view our blog safely, without straining anyone’s eyes. Therefore, all the more it is important for us to ensure that we select correct color combination and contrast.

This aspect is very important for those with low vision or photophobia/light sensitivity because it will hurt their eyes more. Here is a color chart where you can have more idea about suitable color contrast:

(source: visualdisplaylearninglog)

Please take note that the chart is not exhaustive. You can experiment it yourself to find the perfect balance between a good color contrast and maintaining the aesthetic. Here’s an example of the better version of pastel color contrast:

(color:#ffffc7; background-color:royalblue;)

TIPS: If you’re unsure if the color contrast is good or bad, try to ask other opinions about it? If majority replied that the color contrast that you’ve picked is eye straining, then it is one.

03. Having Text over Image

Sometimes, we want to spice our designs by adding text over the image. By image, it can be either the background or even the image. However, we need to ensure that the text and image compliment each others. Example of having a weird combination would be like this:

TIPS: Add an overlay between text and background. This will make your text to be more visible. Here is a very basic 

(color:yellow; background-color:  #264d00;)

The idea of creating an overlay is to increase readability of a theme. Hence, there’s no need for the users to zoom the website just to read the text!

04: Font-size

This is the most glaring issue when it comes to accessibility. It is important to note that irrespective if the theme is pleasing to the eyes or not, however, if the blog is unreadable, then users will not be interested in browsing the blog.

We need to start normalizing 16px/1rem as the default font size for the blog’s body. This is because 16px/1rem is a font size which is easier to read as to compare with other sizes. Take this as an example:

In my opinion, I think anything below 12px would be unreadable. From my experience, whenever I visit blogs with small font size, I often zoom in the blog so that I can read their content instead of looking at the theme. However, there will be users who will exit the blog just because the theme is unreadable.

TIPS:

Make sure the font-size, by default, would be 16px/1rem.

Line-height also plays a vital role when it comes to readability. Ideally, a good line-height would be somewhere from 1.5-2.0. 

Make sure that your font-family is something that is easier to read and pleasing to your eyes (and the users’ eyes). I recommend if you use sans-serif instead as your default font. If you think that sans-serif is plain, try consider the fact that popular websites like YouTube, Amazon, Facebook, Tumblr, etc only use sans serif as their default family-font. This proves that sans-serif have a slight advantage in readability, comparing with other typefaces.

Make sure that every paragraph has gap between each of them as per below:

(source:lilianna11y)

How to do it in case if your theme does not have it?

Inside your code, search for p{.

Then, add margin-top:1rem; inside it.

Click [Update Preview] and [Save].

Done.

04. Alt Text

Alt text is important because it serves purpose for those who are blind to gain information from the image. Let’s normalize alt text when it comes to creating themes. There are users who care about the wellbeing of the blind people in gaining knowledge/entertainment. It would be useless for the users to add a lot of text alt if, from the first place, we do not add alt=“” inside the <img> tag.

Resources

Accessibility: Image Alt text best practices

text alternatives are about the purpose of the image, not about every little detail

Both resources are easy to understand and digest. I recommend if you  read both of these articles.