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[self-indulgent-fanfics]

a poem said by a lady in red

Bo Dallas x Reader, The Wyatt Sicks x platonic!Reader

A/N: Hello my love @nekosounds I’m so sorry this is flaming hot garbage, life has been rough for a moment but I didn’t want to keep you waiting any longer. This makes reference to reader having a twin sister that she’s fighting with, assume this fight is within kayfabe, no real family trauma here today y’all. Also this doesn't follow actual timelines so that non-American readers can enjoy WWE visiting their hometown. Title comes from the first song that came up on shuffle.

Request: May I please request a Bo Dallas/Uncle Howdy x reader were reader feels all alone on Smackdown, but has always had a crush on Bo. Little signs appear like roses or something, the other Wyatt's watch over her, and finally Howdy comes out and confesses?

You entered the world an hour after your sister, and from there, it always felt like you trailed behind. She was the one who first started watching WWF when you were kids, she was the one who signed you both up to a gym, she decided your ring names “Havoc” and “Chaos” right before you entered your first indies tag team match.

She held you while you cried as you both realised your dreams were coming true and you were wrestling in the WWE together.

So when she told you, in the middle of the ring on Friday Night Smackdown, that she didn’t need you anymore, that you were holding her chaos back, your soul was crushed. Then she hit you with her finisher and it completely tore you apart. You were left on the mat, tears streaming down your face while she marched up the ramp.

Life was pretty lonely after that. Chaos was making a name for herself, defeating half of the Smackdown Women’s roster in her quest. Meanwhile, you had lost all three of your solo matches. No one in the locker room even attempted to check in with you. Chaos herself ignored you entirely.

Any time you weren’t wrestling, you were wrapped in a hoodie with headphones blaring. Any time you were wrestling, you went through the motions, taking heavier and heavier bumps. 

One night your lip was busted open from a stray elbow and you didn’t even have it in you to mop it up. The ref was the only person to make sure you were ok, but that was literally her job. Finally, your opponent pinned you and it was over. You rolled out of the ring and made your way to medical to get your face checked out. Once you were cleared, you returned to the locker room. Resting gently on your hoodie, folded on the bench, was a black rose and a note on beautiful cardstock.

You are not as alone as you think.

You looked around confused, wondering if whoever left the rose and the note left some other sign of their identity. Nothing. But smelling the rose made your heart skip a beat.

Your next three matches were more losses, but they led to more roses, white, pink, and orange, and more notes appeared with your things. 

We see you. 

We know you. 

We will be your family.

And somehow that sounded pretty enticing.

You looked into what the colours of the roses meant, and for the first time since your sister broke your heart, you couldn’t stop smiling.

Smackdown came to your hometown, so naturally Chaos felt like calling you out. She claimed it was the perfect place to do it, right where it all began. You made your way to the ring with your head held high. As a signal to your… new friends (?), you wore the orange rose behind your ear. 

Chaos mocked you as you walked toward her, teasing you about the rose, taunting you about your poor record, saying that all you were doing was proving her point. You were the weak link all along. Ignoring the tingle in your nose that signalled tears, you clapped back, telling her how you should have known she would turn on you, it was so predictable. She used you to get where she wanted to be and then kicked you to the curb.

As she sensed the crowd turning on her, your sister stole the rose from behind your ear and stomped on it, grinding the petals into the mat. You lashed out, trying to slap her but she grabbed your wrist then kicked you in the gut. You doubled over on your knees, coughing hard. Your sister laughed over your body, then lifted the mic to her mouth.

Then the lights went out. When they came up again, you saw her. Abby the Witch. A member of the Wyatt Sicks. She stood between you and your sister, who scrambled out of the ring.

Abby turned and reached out a hand, lifting your chin. She placed a red rose behind your ear and leaned down, whispering only to you. 

“Join us. Join him.” She turned to walk away and you tried to grab her. How did she know? Only two people knew about your crush on Bo Dallas. You and… your sister. Oh, that bitch and her mouth.

Your feud with your sister escalated from there, sniping each other on social media, taunting each other in promos, culminating in a best of three tournament between you two to determine who would contend for a belt (and you supposed, for bragging rights). 

The first match, she won. The second, you won. And after your win, you were visited again. The lights went out in the arena. Chaos abandoned you in the ring, running through the crowd.

This time, the entire family was there. Clearly Abby was their “spokesperson” when it came to you. She approached first, reaching out a filthy hand. You stepped closer, ignoring Wade and Joe begging you not to. You held her hand tight as she led you up the ramp to the intimidating head of the family. Bo stood tall and you couldn’t help the shiver up your spine.

He gave you a gentle kiss on your free hand and you felt a little overwhelmed with all the eyes on this strangely intimate moment.

You pulled back and ran back down the ramp, following your sister in escaping.

Finally the deciding match between Havoc and Chaos arrived. You were on later in the night, so you made sure you were fully warmed up and limber. Then you sat with your eyes closed and your headphones on, readying yourself for war. 

The match was hard fought, both of your bodies battered and ruined, the bumps getting harder and harder to take. But you won. You did it. You proved that Havoc no longer needed Chaos. You were just fine on your own.

But you weren’t on your own, not anymore. The lights went out once more as you stood victorious over your sister’s broken body.

A lantern called to you from the dark. You moved like a moth to the flame. Bo held the lantern high, using his free hand to caress your cheek gently.

“I’m proud of you my angel.”

You smiled wide and kissed him firmly on the cheek. He wrapped an arm around your shoulder and led you away. You had found your new family.

[b1asho]

Say hello to Azel, a muttreazik who i designed randomly a while ago and then got brain rotted with. Here, I wanted to figure out what he’s looked like through the years (and kind of draw what he looks like now ha) ; it’s pretty much been downhill from his illegal natural birth on a small remote farm.

Transcribed handwriting after some fun facts:

Azel is what happens to most E congruency muttreazik, meaning that he's an outcast that many people find frightening and dangerous.

Many muttreazik like him have similar life experiences, but his was a lot rougher and took a sharper turn into the “I will play the part of the monstrous outcast” thing because of his body plan, which is uncomfortable at best and freakish at worst (an X-ray of what his internal organs look like would not be pretty, stuck between the layout of a bird, human, and some type of canine) , with the cherry on top being his massive size and capacity to throw a large chunk of metal at you with his mind

Other fun facts:

he has a sword that he carries around that he made in the ‘forest beast 20s’ era, only because he didnt know how to make a gun)

His wings are completely useless for flight (not that the rest of his body is adapted to that anyway) and can only make his jumps a little more impressive.

Up until recently, he had never really seen or even heard of the xenos before. It was a bit of a shock running into someone that wasn't a human or muttreazik (and in the case of Prectikar, someone who's as tall as him)

He doesn't specifically use "he" as a pronoun, but he arbitrarily likes it better than she or they.

Due to several factors (namely his muzzle, tongue, and dog-like airway) he can't actually speak human languages well, if at all.

He's an obligate carnivore, which with his current living situation is like a sqeamish wolf trying to survive in the suburbs

His best friend is fellow low-congruency societal reject Lewis, who he calls coyote on account of his face's uncanny resemblance to one. They met when he saved Lewis from getting mugged, and after which Lewis helped him out with the pesky gunshot wound he'd sustained from a farm a couple miles over. You can see the doodlebob Lewis right at the end there.

Starting at the first drawing and going to the left:

'Newborn (human-baby sized)

3 y.o. (about the size of a Rottweiler) -raised out with the animals, kicked off the farm when he started trying to talk

10 y.o. (when "standing" he's as tall as an adult human) pointing to the jacket on lower torso 'only this part of his torso will fit human clothes' 'like this'

- trying to figure out what he is, under care of a stray welfare organization-rapidly developing mancer abilities-inability to read, write, or talk in human tones causes repeated problems (he can understand peopls,though(. Combined with his appearance and abilities, he is not popular

Teens -now larger than most adults- withdrawing further from society due to repeated bad experiences in the city. Now living on the outskirts. -taking some work as a mancer from anyone who will talk to him (some crime involved)- still trying to fit in, losing hope

The 20s (?) - has finally stopped growing (unfortunately still at "giant monster" size). - fully a hermit, getting into constant conflict now with civilization and other rural muttreazik.-lost sense of self, abandons trying to act like a person to the people who don't see him as one.

-> two normal depressed best friends. Present: -a bit older (he doesn't remember)-has a friend, and fewer run-ins with literal torches and pitchforks

[mellosdrawings]

The Princes

Ten years later. When marrying a Prince turns a Queen and a Servant into actual Royalties.

Because Vil deserves a real crown and Jamil deserves to be treated better.

NOW I'M GONNA RANT ABOUT MY CHARA DESIGNS CHOICES AND ALL THE DISCOVERIES I MADE WHILE LOOKING FOR REFS! If you only care about art and funny doodles, you can scroll down for a handful of slices of life.

(Don't worry if you can't read my notes, I'm repeating myself better right under this)

Leona

-Lion: As you may know, one of my grievances with Leona is how his hair doesn't look like an actual mane despite being a lion. While I don't want to stray too far from the canon design with the usual drawings, that's the occasion for me to have some fun with a future version. Give that lion a beard and voluminous hair!

-Hair: First, get those bangs out of his face. Despite Leona being very confident, he still has bangs covering his scarred eye. I wanted him to finally own the aspects of him that may be scary to others (his UM, his scar, etc). I actually went with bangs framing his face similar to the ones he had during his Overblot. I wasn't sure whether to give him dreadlocks or curly hair, but I ended up choosing the free curls decorated with some atebas and braids so that Vil could have more fun styling them.

-Eye: Thanks @aria-faye for the idea, I decided to have his eye gradually lose its capacities with time. From a headcanon that, while the eye wasn't directly touched by whatever attack scarred him, the process of healing still had an impact on it and he gradually lost sight in his left eye years after years.

-Body: Not giving him a dad bod (yet, maybe in another ten years), but definitely giving him more voluminous yet casual muscles. Practical muscles with a healthy dose of fat and tissues. Also giving him two full sleeves of tattoos because I decided he should have much more than just his lion tattoo.

-Clothes: Went full Maasai dressing and Kenyan fabrics and beadworks. If you're not familiar with it, please go check it out, it's GORGEOUS!! Crown is beadwork too. He also has one Arabic styled foot jewellery.

Jamil

-Hair: My first order was to remove his double-faced hairstyle and also remove his bangs from his eye. Make him confident enough to show his whole face. Unlike Leona and Vil, he doesn't really want a crown though (he still feels weird about becoming royalty) so instead he uses a braid as crown. Also gave him a little goatee because I like facial hair and Jafar has a beard too.

-Body: He grew up! While he didn't quite catch up with Leona and Vil, he is now closer to their sizes than before, sitting at around 180cm. He kept his breakdancer/martial artist lean muscles but developed a bit of shoulders.

-Clothes: Went full Arabic dressing and fabrics (once more, go check the fabrics, they are pieces of arts). I gave him floral motifs instead of his usual fire/snake motifs (though he does have a snake earring and a fangs necklace) to symbolise his rebirth/blooming. Like Leona, he has one piece of jewellery that is beadwork.

Vil

-Hair: Here it was a bit tricky. Considering Vil's work, he likely changes hairstyles a lot, going from long to short for his roles instead of his wants. So I leaned into the little things he could add to his hair despite their constant changes, mostly jewelleries, beadworks and wool decorations he stole from his husbands. He also cares a bit less about them looking perfect and is allowing himself to be more natural. He doesn't have any facial hair (yet), keeping a youthful appearance for as long as he can. In another ten years though, he might start looking more and more like his father, beard included.

-Clothes: For Leona and Jamil's mental states, the three of them most likely started living in Sunset Savanna so they wouldn't freeze to death. Vil is well traveled so he can handle most temperatures without trouble, and he is used to dressing up in the local get ups. Here I decided to give him both African dress and Arabic fabric, and likewise both beadwork and golden jewellery. I gave him crown and heart motifs so he can keep being himself despite borrowing a lot from his husbands.

There, I'm done rambling. Here's some doodles, followed by some random headcanons.

-Vil does his husbands hair every morning and keeps giving them more and more intricate hairstyles. He developed a whole haircare and beard-care products set for them.

-When Vil is away for a movie, Jamil keeps his hair mostly down save for a few accessories.

-Jamil and Falena get along surprisingly well (to Leona's despair). Vil gets along very well with Falena's wife.

-Jamil acts as a Scalding Sands ambassador and still is the one to care for Kalim when he comes to visit, though this time he's doing it because he wants to and not because he has to.

-Vil got used to his new title immediately but Jamil struggles with it a lot. He still has a hard time wrapping his head around the fact that he is no longer a servant.

-The servants at the palace love Jamil because he always makes their job easier.

-Leona finally decided to put his wits to good use and became Falena's advisor. He still fights a lot with Kifaji about the direction to take with the country, but he managed to make some of his ideas heard to help with the staggering inequalities in the country.

That's all for now!

[uncuredturkeybacon]

𝚜𝚗𝚘𝚘𝚣𝚎 || 𝚊𝚣𝚣𝚒 𝚏𝚞𝚍𝚍 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

in which azzi sees her girlfriend has fallen asleep

you had been up all night. not for a party, not for a movie marathon—no, you were drowning in assignments, essays, and problem sets that seemed never-ending. the only thing keeping you going was the promise that after this brutal academic marathon, you’d get to watch your girl’s game. there was no way you were gonna miss it, no matter how tired you were.

by the time you stumbled into the arena, coffee in hand and a hoodie pulled over your head, the lack of sleep was hitting you like a freight train. your body felt sluggish and your brain was practically screaming to shut off, but you pushed through. azzi had been working her ass off for this game and you weren’t about to let something like sleep deprivation stop you from supporting her.

the energy in the arena was electric, the cheers from the crowd vibrating through your body. you took your seat, court side of course, rubbing your eyes and willing yourself to stay awake. the game tipped off and you focused on azzi, watching her glide effortlessly across the court, draining threes like it was second nature.

 but your eyelids were heavy, so heavy.

at first, you fought it. you sat up straighter, blinked faster and even took a few sips of your now-cold coffee. but the warmth of the arena, the squeaking of sneakers and the distant hum of the crowd all blended together into a lullaby you couldn’t resist.

slowly, you drifted off.

paige bueckers had seen a lot of things happen courtside during games—fans getting way too hyped, celebrities trying, and failing, to stay low-key, even the occasional marriage proposal. but what she hadn’t seen before? someone straight up asleep in the front row.

she was jogging back on defense when she caught sight of you, head tilted slightly to the side, arms crossed, completely knocked out. it took half a second to recognize you.

she burst out laughing. mid-play. not a quiet chuckle, either—it was one of those full body laughs that made your shoulders shake and your stomach ache.

azzi, hearing paige’s laughter, hogged over during a transition break. “what’s so funny?” she asked, a bit winded.

paige grinned and pointed toward the sideline. “bro. your girl. look.”

azzi’s head snapped towards the seats court side, eyes searching—until she spotted you, completely unaware of the game happening in front of you. her brows lifted in surprise, then softened into amusement.

“oh my god,” she murmured under her breath, head shaking.

paige chuckled, dribbling the ball across half court as the game continued. “i knew she was dedicated, but i didn’t know she’d literally fall asleep through one of your games.”

before azzi could respond, kk jogged up to them as a timeout was called. “what are we laughing at?” she asked, wanting to be included.

paige simply pointed at you. kk followed her gaze and immediately lost it.

right there, in the middle of the court, she let out a loud, uncomfortable laugh, practically falling to the floor.

“yo, no way!” she wheezed. “she for real sleeping right now?”

azzi covered her face with her hand, but even she couldn’t hold in her laugh. “stop it! she pulled an all nighter to finish her work.”

kk wiped a fake tear from her eye, still giggling. “nah, i can’t. i can’t breathe,” she gasped. “she’s out here snoring through a game. that’s legendary!”

“kk, stop!” azzi said through a laugh, covering her face.

“she looks like she’s in rem sleep,” paige added. “yo, somebody check on her pulse.”

the ref shot kk and paige a look and they quickly composed themselves, still grinning as they ran back to position. “i’m never letter her live this down,” kk muttered before focusing back on the game.

azzi, despite herself, couldn’t stop grinning. part of her was dying from secondhand embarrassment. but most of her? she was touched. you had stayed up all night and still showed up for her, even if you didn’t stay conscious. that meant more than she could ever say.

“i swear, if y’all get her on camera…” she mumbled already imagining you finding a clip of yourself on espn passed out while everyone else was screaming for a buzzer-beater.

“too late,” kk snorted, pointing up above. “she on the jumbotron right now.”

“looks like the crowd loves her,” paige adds her two cents in.

azzi groaned into her hands, jogging to the other side of the court.

the game ended in a blowout win, azzi barely missing her shots. she should’ve been riding high from the win. and she was, but all she wanted to see was you.

she jogged over to the sideline, where you were just starting to stir.

“hey, sleeping beauty,” she said, kneeling in front of you with a teasing smirk.

your eyes fluttered open, brows furrowing in confusion. “wha…? the game…?”

azzi tilted her head, brushing a piece of hair away from your forehead. “over. you missed it.”

your stomach dropped. “i—wait—no, no, no. i didn’t. did i?”

kk appeared behind azzi, grinning. “you did. hard. paige and i had a field day. you knocked out in the first quarter.”

your eyes widened in horror. “i didn’t even make it past the first quarter?”

azzi was trying very hard not to laugh again. “you were out cold, babe. you didn’t even flinch when the band started playing. you were gone.”

paige appeared on your other side, phone out. “i might’ve taken a photo. just to, you know, document the moment.”

you groaned and buried your face in azzi’s shoulder. “this is the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me.”

azzi rubbed your back gently, placing a soft kiss to the top of your head. “it’s okay. you needed rest. honestly, I’m just glad you showed up. but next time, get some sleep before coming to my game. i don’t want you collapsing out here trying to support me.”

“i wanted to be here,” you mumbled. “i had to be here. you worked so hard.”

azzi’s expression softened. “i love you for that. but I love you more when you’re taking care of yourself.”

“or at least when you’re not face-planting court side,” paige added helpfully.

kk cackled again. “iconic behavior. we’ll tell the freshmen about it next year. you’ll be a legend.”

“okay, okay!” you huffed, cheeks burning. “i get it. you’ve all had your fun.”

azzi stood up, helping you to your feet and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “let’s get you home. you’re about ten minutes away from falling asleep standing.”

you leaned into her, eyes drooping again. “mmm, sounds good. but if someone posts me on twitter, i’m going to transfer schools.”

“too late,” paige said behind you, already tapping away at her phone.

azzi just kissed the side of your head and laughed. “don’t worry. i’ll fight anyone who tries to make fun of you. except paige and kk. they’re too fast.”

“damn right,” kk said with a wink.

your tired little group made their way off the court—azzi guiding you gently, paige humming the lullaby tune from sleeping beauty, and kk narrating the whole thing like a sports announcer.

it wasn’t the night you planned, but somehow, it was even better.

you barely remembered getting back to azzi’s place. one moment you were half-conscious in the backseat of paige’s car (because no way was anyone letting you drive), and the next, azzi was guiding you through her front door with your arm slung over her shoulder and your steps uneven.

you kicked your shoes off without even bending down, nearly tripping over one in the process. azzi caught your arm with quick reflexes and gave you a quiet laugh.

“you’ve never looked more exhausted in your life,” she said softly, steadying you.

“i’ve never been this exhausted,” you mumbled. “like, i think i might be hallucinating. did I actually fall asleep in front of half the student section?”

“yup,” she said without hesitation. “kk thinks you should get a custom jersey that says ‘nap queen’ on the back.”

you groaned. “i want to evaporate.”

azzi chuckled and led you into her bedroom, dimming the lights as she went. she tugged the hoodie off over your head and helped you into one of her oversized team shirts—one that hung down to your mid-thigh and still smelled faintly like her shampoo.

you sat down on the edge of her bed, blinking slowly, watching as she grabbed a water bottle, set your phone on the charger, and moved around the room like she was choreographing a bedtime routine just for you.

“az,” you murmured, barely above a whisper.

she looked up immediately. “yeah, baby?”

“i’m sorry.”

her brows furrowed, and she crossed the room in three steps to kneel in front of you.

“why?”

“i wanted to see you play. i just... i couldn’t stay awake. i was trying so hard.”

azzi reached up, cupping your cheek in her hand. “hey, look at me.” you did, slowly. her thumb brushed across your cheekbone. “you being there meant everything to me. i know how much it took for you to come today. i don’t care if you fell asleep. you showed up. that’s all i ever need from you.”

your chest tightened in the softest way. you didn’t realize how badly you needed to hear that until now.

“besides,” she added with a teasing smirk, “i got to watch kk nearly choke mid-game from laughing at you. that was honestly better than a buzzer-beater.”

you laughed, barely, as she stood up and guided you under the covers. she joined you after, slipping beneath the comforter and immediately wrapping her arms around you.

you sank into her like she was home—because she was. her warmth, her heartbeat under your cheek, the way she smelled like eucalyptus and vanilla—everything about her told your body, you’re safe now.

her fingers found your scalp, threading through your hair slowly, rhythmically.

“get some real sleep,” she whispered. “no essays. bo alarms. just you and me.”

you hummed, already drifting, her presence grounding you more than a full night’s sleep ever could.

“i love you,” you mumbled.

azzi leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “i love you more, nap time mvp.”

you were asleep before she could even finish laughing at her own joke.

[makishimu]

Just some observations I made about Megane's latest Rota Fortunae crumbs after going back to it over and over again (if you haven't read it yet, go check it out first). Maybe you'll already have noticed most of it, but hopefully not everything. Either way, I really just feel like rambling.

First of all, this is clearly set before their trip to Sunday's shelter. In fact, it's most likely the earliest part of the timeline we've had so far. It's noticeable through the fact Aven just got the glasses and doesn't appear to have the earring he has on his ref sheet and during the animation.

About the earring, if you look at this panel:

You'll notice that Human!Aven (let's call him that for now) has a peacock feathers earrings. It's not exactly the same Android!Aven has, but it's a similar style. Now, there's two conclusions you can make of that: either Android!Aven bought it himself because it fits his style and he most likely subconsciously remembers his past to an extent, or Ratio gave it to him because it reminded him of the one Human!Aven used to wear.

Now, onto this Human!Aven if you will, because how do I know he's human? It's somewhat easy to guess, but there are still some signs: first, his eyes. As an android, Aven's eyes become magenta and cyan when behind glasses, but here it's a reflection. It would seem his human appearance naturally had the Avgin eyes (if Avgins even exist in the Rota Fortunae lore). But there is a second sign that this Aven is human: his wrist.

If you look at this panel, you'll notice Aven's wrist has a joint (weirdly enough, there doesn't seem to be any joints on his elbow, but it's hard to see so maybe Megane just didn't feel like drawing it?) that isn't here on Human!Aven. Now, how did he go from being a human to being an android? We can only speculate on that, but the general guess seems to be that Aven died and Ratio transferred his consciousness in an android body. I love that theory, but only time (and Megane) can tell how right it is.

But I'm not done with my observations! Let's talk about Ratio! Though, I'll keep aside all the speculations about why he refuses to repair Aven himself. It's most likely out of guilt, but we can't know more than that for sure.

Just a silly little thing I noticed about him is that his hair curls when wet. It's such a small detail, but it's really adorable.

But what I mostly wanted to talk about is his tattoo (or whatever it is) because there's something really interesting about it. Let's take these two panels:

If you look closely at how far the tattoo reaches up his neck in the second image, you'll most likely notice that it doesn't appear to be there on the first image. Of course, maybe he just had it tattooed later, and it's a plausible explanation. But there's just something odd about the way Ratio uncovers that specific shoulder in that scene:

Maybe I'm just over interpreting. It's entirely possible. But the way he uncovers his tattooed shoulder like that kind of makes me think that it might be uncomfortable to keep covered. Kind of like when you have a healing scar and you don't like the sensation of the fabric rubbing against sensitive skin. In that case, maybe it's more than just a tattoo? Maybe it holds more meanings in relation to the Android rebellion? After all, there are some laurel symbols on the walls of wherever they are in that scene:

It's most likely linked to a faction such as the Intelligentsia Guild or the Genius Society (I'd lean more towards the former) as Megane suggested in the comments of that thread, but it's still interesting to note that tattoo wasn't there before the rebellion.

Now, a final observation about Aven and his eyes and it's that the brightness of his pupils seems to change depending on the situation:

Funnily enough, it appears to always brighten whenever he looks at Ratio (smitten much) at the exception of that one panel where he plays with Numby. This leads me to believe it might be some sort of emotional response (bright red eyes mean positive emotion and dark red eyes mean negative emotions. If I recall, the androids in the Rota Fortunae animation had dark red pupils) and it's just kind of cute to see how differently he looks at his Doctor.

Anyway, that's enough rambling for now (if only I could come up with that many words when I write my essays). I was supposed to be writing my fanfic's next chapter but I guess that won't be for tonight lmao. Of course, credit for all the images used in that small analysis goes to Megane. Go check out their work if you haven't already, it's definitely worth it.

Thanks for reading!

[tetrakys]

Some info!

This past weekend I went to the Ready, Set, Romance! convention in Paris. Beemoov's booth was very cute with so many posters of MCL and Eldarya. I couldn't attend the whole event but lots of interesting things happened including a Q&A, round table about visual novels, and lots of nice conversations between Chino and players, so I decided to collect in this post many of the questions that Chino answered. (Long post, more below the cut)

Q. Why did you include a threesome scene in Lysander AL when he is described as being very jealous? And did he and Castiel also touch each other? How did it work? A. Having a threesome scene was always part of part of the fandom's fantasy, it was something that was requested a lot and we do try to incorporate the fandom's requests to some measure, while trying to remain true to the characters and story. Of all threesomes requested, Castiel and Lysander are the two characters that have the strongest friendship, so this is the only threesome I could see potentially happening in the story. We know it's of course not something all players want that's why it's still a very clear choice, for the player as well as for Lysander (you can choose for Lysander not being into the idea). Also it's only one possible branch. It is less canon than the other branch, which includes the proposal and follows with the wedding. No, Lysander and Castiel did not touch each other, they focused on Candy of course! But as for everything else it's basically open to imagination, you can picture the logistics of it as you wish 😅

Q. What is the process of creating the illustrations? A. It's a long process: -I Brief the illustration, which means I describe in detail what scene we want, what pose we want, with description and photo references when we can + photos refs for the mood/colours. -Then an artist makes a sketch, to validate the overall illustration (pose, characters, expression). At this point I can ask to make changes, or even try something totally different. -Then someone else does the lineart with other adjustments if needed, sometimes I redraw over it myself. -Then the Colour with other adjustments if needed, sometimes I can also redraw over it myself at this stage. -Once everything is considered validated, it goes on declinations process (and sometimes we will still make changes if an error or something wrong slipped though the different steps).

Q. How involved are you in the scenario? A. Similar process as with the illustrations. -I work on the overall characters descriptions/background + overall plot line and a big idea of each episodes - with the help of another scenarist to keep a fresh eye on things. -Then I brief each episode to the scenarist who will actually write it, with more or less details of all the scenes I want. -Once the episode is written I read it all, and ask for changes or rewrite parts myself. -Once satisfied, another scenarist rereads the episodes to check for grammatical errors, coherency, etc, that I also review before approving. So changes still happen at this point. -Then the episode is read by a few other peoples (test/quality/community manager/translators) and also the integrators who will point out at this stage if they is anything looking off, e.g. incoherencies, or if we could add some more callbacks to other episodes we didn't think about etc…. So until the very end we keep adjusting the episode to try to make it the best possible. The whole process takes months, that's why we have to prepare so much in advance.

Q. So this means that Brune can't be added as a love interest. A. Correct, she cannot. Q. What is the most difficult aspect of creating these games? A. Keeping track of all the branching/choices to make it interesting to play and to replay. Also to find balance between player's feedback and expectations with my own vision of the games/story (it has to make sense for the story and for us) + as episodes are made so much in advance, feedback only "appears" months later. (E.g. as right now I am working on the final episodes basically, and the events for next year.) Of course when we can we add a few lines to give requested information or very little scenes when they don't require many words, but we can't redo big chunks or full episodes.

Q. Is there going to be Alternate Eldarya? A. No, unfortunately the game doesn't have enough players since the ovh fire incident and season 2 who did not meet financial expectations to be able to invest in Alternate Eldarya episodes. Q. Why does Ysaline have no friends? Old Candy had more friends outside of school. A. Because a lot of feedbacks over the years has been of players complaining about "wasting APs" on friend dialogues and that they wanted to spend most of their time with their crush. Taking this into account, we decided to keep friends/family interactions to a minimum of lines and characters (in game it's mostly the mother, sister, Elenda and Brune). However, following recent feedbacks too, we have been adding a few lines here showing Ysaline speaking to other friends, but we kept it very short (because we can't change drastically the episodes done, as mentioned before, and to avoid players feeling like they're wasting APs). As for old Candy, her recurrent friends were actually mostly her schoolfriends. We made a few other appear but it was always quite short or on specific episodes.

Q. Would Castiel and Nath get together canonically if Candy were not involved? A. No, they won't. They're both straight. Q. Are the old crushes with someone else in New Gen? A. We kept the situation of the old crushes a bit blurry in New Gen so that each player can decide with "who" their candy ended up with. For example, in a later episode when meeting Castiel, the player has the choice to say if they know whether Castiel is married or not (so it can be closest to the player's choice original game). We did try our best on this matter to not have "one" defined canon ending. Q. What was the Farah/Leandra route supposed to be about in Moonlight Lovers? A. I'm not allowed to give much details on unfinished projects because we never know (even if it's not planned to rework on it of course.) But basically it was for the player to discover both of Farah and Leandra's lives and universes and eventually make a choice towards one, or the other, or both. Q. Are we going to see Lysander in New Gen? A. Maybe ! Actually yes, even sooner than you think 🙂 Q. Why a goose? A. Because we try to keep things original and fun. Cats and Dogs are cool but they are everywhere. Ferret, bunny, we did them already. Snake or Rats are very peculiar but also not so original in my option. So a goose ! Especially when I saw that they can have costumes for real, it sounded perfect! Also after research I also found out they can actually be funny companion pets in the right conditions.

Q. What happened to the players' designed packs? A. We started working on them almost as soon as the contest ended, but we got caught up with urgent deadlines. These pack did not have a deadline, so they have been pushed back. Now they have been completed for some time, but we will release them with a bunch of other novelties (such as the possibility for players to have the crush at their side on their profile if they can and want to), IN THEORY at the end of the month. I do say in theory because we never know if things can be delayed. Any update that looks to be "easy" needs to be discussed, approved, put in the production planning, have the web design done, the code done (for web and mobile - and mobile takes lot of time unfortunately), being tested again and again, being reworked/corrected, tested again until it works, being translated, and then it can be put online. Everything that looks "simple" always takes a lot more time than we might think. Q. Why no female love interests in Eldarya? A. It was planned to have one in the second season. But as episodes have limited words and we were already often short in MCL in general, we considered that a fantasy world needed more words for world building and adventure, so the decision was ton keep it to 4 LIs and not 5. As females routes are under-played in our games (basically they cost us more money to produce than what they earn) we decided to remove this one. Sorry 🥺 Q. Could players create new characters like it happened in old MCL? A. I don't think we will do it again. It's more complicated to manage with all servers (when we mostly used to do it on the French one only at first) and there is also the fact that these kind of contests (in general I mean, not just us) are always received 50/50 by the players. The ones happy to participate, and the ones who think it's taking advantage and stealing from artists. So to avoid issues we don't do it anymore. Q. Will there be new packs designed with the helps of players? A. As this is not a contest where we asks players to "create" something, but we work with their input instead, it's possible we might do it again in the future. But for now it's not planned.

Q. How do you create a character? A. I try to think of archetypes and be original with them, crafting a back story and little details and quirks that make them real and likeable. I also try to have characters for all tastes, either in behavior or design. the other challenge with MCL is to be original within all existing characters, to not do repeats so this is a workload that has been piling up because it applies to everything (character designs, illustrations, scenes, situations..) Trying to always come up with something new is always challenging. Q. What images the LIs have on their computers? A. Roy dolphins obviously. Amanda, probably bunnies. Thomas some space/galaxy picture I think. For Jason and Devon I'm not sure… 🤔 Jason most likely never changed the computer default wallpaper. Q. Will we See Jason blush? A. Jason is a confident man ! He doesn't blush much XD The sprite exists, but is unused for now. Request noted.

Q. Is Ioan ever going to show up? A. We have a sprite for him, him showing up has always been planned in the story, he will appear but later on.

[chimchiri]

hello! I love your art! I just wanted to know if you use references for your poses and if so where you get them (if you're ok with sharing) thanks and keep making great stuff!

Yes! I use references a lot! I'd say about 50% of all pieces I depend on some form of refs.

I am not the best at figuring out dynamic or interesting poses. And using references always gives a better understanding and a nice body flow. It just looks nicer. Sometimes I make them myself, sometimes I google or go to specific sites. It kinda depends. But when I notice I struggle I always go for refs.

When I don't have a specific pose but just the general Idea in mind, I just google "X stock photo" and browse through them until I find one that speaks to me. The watermarked photos are usually big enough for me to use so I never really buy them.

If I already have a pose in mind and I feel I need some help, I either google and or will use aphrite (for whole body refs) or this website (for specific body parts) which name I don't even know? Since I started actively practicing, there's been less of a need for references to get the pose I want properly on the canvas, because I'm better at understanding the body. I still use them a looooot though.

If it's just a small detail I can't get right(usually hands) I will either make a ref myself or take a photo of my partner (he's used to spontaneous photo shoots lmao)

Sometimes I also just need a quick check of how different body parts align and will go look in the mirror (without taking a photo). Like for this one, I struggled while drawing and wondered if I truly understood how the arms aligned. Turned out I didn't draw it correctly initially.

For certain characters I also have a 'face claim' and have a loooot of saved references for all kinds of angles. But I'm not showing those because I don't want to reveal them. I just always make sure it's someone where I can get a lot of photos from different angles.

Vizref is an amazing app for storing and sorting references if you're working on an iPad. Definitely worth the $. I use it strategically for single pieces where I have lots of inspo and refs, or sometimes face claims and my own art of characters so I remember how the fuck I drew them lmao

For things you draw a lot: I also got myself a cheap cowboy hat and foam head for Applejack specifically, since finding cowboy hat references for that specific angle I'm looking for is often near impossible.

I don't like to search for long so I tend to use google + the above for any specific search. But when I practice I love to go to stock photo artists. They all have a large portfolio and a LOT of photos for free (do check their terms of use though, especially when money is involved).

You should check out their patreons because you get A LOT of value for a very good price (approx 1.5$ - 5$). But again, they all also have a lot of photos out there for free.

@adorkastock - A lot of different models and body sizes - Wings! Oh my god those are to day still the best references EVER. - ginormous archive jesus christ -> Patreon -> Website -> Bluesky -> Instagram

@null-entity - Very creative poses, props - a lot of action (imo the best) - also creates quite a lot 360° rotation videos - ducks -> Patreon -> Instagram -> Twitter

@jookpubstock - lots of interesting lighting refs - also wears a lot of suits and cool outfits (love it) -> Patreon -> Website -> Bluesky -> Twitter

TrueRef (not on tumblr?) - High-res photos, honestly insane quality (very professional) - enhanced/more extreme angles/foreshortening - a bit more pricey -> Patreon -> Website -> Bluesky -> Twitter

Whew, long answer! Hope that helps you out! Don't hesitate to use references! As you can see I take them pretty serious as well and incorporate them in different forms into a lot of art.

Happy drawing!

[twinleafsystem]

official twinleafsystem commission post!

ill update this post as need be! many more examples found here on my toyhouse! (ignore any prices that may be listed there, the ones on this post are the most up to date ones) this post was last updated on 2/7/25!

comms are OPEN! i accept kofi, vgen, paypal.me, venmo & cashapp. to order please dm me on discord (twinleafsystem) with the order form located at the bottom of this post ^^ (please dont send an ask!) anything sketchy will not be colored, but anything clean will! please only order one thing at a time, thank you!

clean static icons - $25 for one, $50 for a batch of three

clean animated icons - $35 each

sketchy halfbody - $15 for one character in one drawing, $20 for two

clean halfbody - $30 for one character in one drawing, $45 for two

sketchy fullbody - $45 for one character in one drawing, $55 for two

clean fullbody - $60 for one character in one drawing, $75 for two

order form & what i can draw under the cut!

type of commission: (eg, clean static icon, sketchy fullbody, ect) character refs: (a clean reference sheet if an oc, or a wiki page with one if a fandom character) drawing idea: (whatever you want the character to be doing. optional but preferred!) expression / general mood: (what expression the characters should have or the general feeling i should be striving for) background: (up to 2 colors, transparent or a flag of choice) total price & payment avenue: (eg, $30 with paypal, $15 on cashapp, ect) anything else?: (letting me know if you want me to mimic a specific style ive drawn in before, if youd like me to use specific palettes or what have you!)

i can draw: humans, most mammalian anthros, ponies, objects

i cant draw: mech, bugs, most non mammalian anthros, ferals

if youre unsure if i can/cant draw something, feel free to ask before sending the form!! my turnaround time is usually day of to about a week out, but it may take up to 2 months to finish. if you need the art by a certain time, please say as such!

thanks for checking this out! have a good day i love u ^^ )b

(ps! i also accept steam games! ask me about it if youre curious ^^)

[caitified]

cait getting slightly injured (maybe a sprain or something) and physio reader being worried and protective 😍

injured

caitlin clark x reader

warnings:slight injury, part 2 of physio!

it’s a tight game against the aces, the kind where every possession feels like life or death. you’re standing near the sideline, heart racing as caitlin drives to the hoop. she gets fouled hard, tumbling to the floor with a loud thud.

your stomach drops. she gets up—of course she does, it’s caitlin—but she’s favoring her left leg, wincing just enough to make your chest tighten.

you don’t wait for anyone to call you over. by the time the refs signal for a time-out, you’re already halfway to her.

“cait, you okay?” you ask, keeping your voice steady even though your pulse is pounding.

“i’m fine,” she says, brushing it off, though her grimace says otherwise.

you cross your arms, giving her that look. “caitlin.”

she rolls her eyes, but you catch the slight wobble in her stance. “it’s just a bruise. i’m not coming off.”

“you’re limping,” you counter, stepping closer, lowering your voice so only she can hear. “please, just let me check you out. you know i’ll make it quick.”

she hesitates, glancing at the scoreboard. the game’s close, but you can see the conflict in her eyes—the way she doesn’t want to scare you, doesn’t want to let the team down.

“two minutes,” she finally mutters, and you nod, relieved.

you follow her to the therapy room, her hand brushing yours briefly as you walk. the moment you’re inside, away from the noise of the arena, you guide her onto the table.

“you’re too stubborn for your own good, you know that?” you say softly, crouching to inspect her leg.

“and you’re too worried,” she teases, but her voice is softer now, too, the bravado from the court fading.

“yeah, well, you don’t make it easy,” you shoot back, running your fingers gently over her knee. she winces slightly, and you look up, catching her gaze. “see? you need to sit out the rest of the game.”

“you’re overreacting,” she argues, but there’s no heat behind it.

“cait,” you say quietly, standing so your faces are level. “i care more about you than this game. please don’t make me fight you on this.”

her expression softens, and she sighs, resting her hand on your hip. “you know you’re too good at this guilt-tripping thing, right?”

“just using my powers for good,” you reply, your lips twitching into a small smile.

she leans forward, resting her forehead against yours for a moment. “i hate sitting out,” she murmurs, her fingers brushing against your side.

“i know,” you whisper, tilting your head to kiss her temple. “but i’d rather have you healthy tomorrow than risking it today.”

she pulls back just enough to kiss you softly, her lips lingering against yours. “fine,” she says when she pulls away. “but only because you asked.”

“because i asked?” you echo, raising an eyebrow.

“and because i love you,” she adds with a small smirk, making your heart skip.

you laugh, shaking your head as you grab an ice pack. “yeah, yeah. you’re lucky i love you back.”

“so lucky,” she murmurs, her gaze warm as she watches you fuss over her.

short one.. sorry for the lack of fics lately! finals are almost over and i have quite a few fics that just need to be edited. requests are open.

[whiteraven90]

What are the redlines from your warmup doodles? How do you do them and how do they achieve their purpose of correction?

Context, from my original post about it: "I do the redlines after i finish each sketch to gauge my accuracy, and to see if i can find any specific areas i’m weak at.

They turned out neither better or worse than usual, but i was satisfied with them. I wanted to shake off my hyperfocus on line quality (it was obstructing my progress with other stuff), reset my observation skills (i was consistently getting specific things wrong from imagination), gain more sketching speed, and lose the performance anxiety."

I pull up a reference photo on my second screen and draw it on my primary. I typically set a time limit. I may sometimes ignore the limit on the first attempt if I feel like I'm really struggling. Or - when solving performance anxiety is important - on any attempt that I unexpectedly like/enjoy. The 8 minute ones I probably wanted to make in 5 minutes. I mark how long each attempt took next to them. When time is up, I put the reference photo under the sketch, and red blueline the parts where I think I deviated too much from the photo. Small errors are fine.

I check if there is a pattern/logic to the errors. If I get something consistently wrong, next time I'll know to pay special attention to it. Like if I consistently drew the legs or the torso too long or too short. I try to theorize on why I make the errors. The first most obvious theory may not be the correct one. There could be multiple reasons. I'll see if I got it right the next time I do the exercise. Maybe it's that the refs are on a flat screen and aren't live models. Maybe I should close one eye every now and then. I don't put my pen up to the screen to measure anything, I just eyeball the lengths and angles. Maybe it's ok to use the pen sometimes to measure. Maybe my brain insists that legs are a certain length in comparison to another body part and I subconsciously "correct" the photo. Maybe I don't triangulate body part coordinates accurately enough and need more practice. Either way, if I feel like I've done enough warming up, I get down to business. I don't wait until perfection, just until I feel ok to proceed. ✌️

[imaginespazzi]

Not sure if this counts as chaotic family, but I can’t get enough of your writing! I’ve read the ucla story and embarrassing number of times lol.

Can you please write Azzis first day back at practice and Paige is just so excited for her and they’re being cute all morning and then during practice they’re both so happy and then someone fouls azzi hard and she goes to the floor and Paige like kinda yells at them and then azzi tells her to calm down and she’s fine and Paige then apologizes while they’re all eating after practice and the team kinda teases her for getting all defensive about her wife.

Thank you my love and hopefully this lives a little bit up to what you wanted (even if it's unedited and it's been a little bit since you asked for it):

"Happy first day to you, happy first day to you, happy first day dear Azzi, happyfirstdayofbeingclearedforbasketballactivities to you," Paige sing-songs, the last sentence being mushed together so she can make it fit to the tune of "happy birthday, as she wraps her arms around Azzi from behind.

"My poor ears," KK whines dramatically and if Paige wasn't in such an absolutely fantastic mood, she'd give her youngest child the middle finger, but right now, she's too by smiling into her girlfriend's neck.

Azzi giggles, leaning back into Paige and letting herself be wrapped in the blonde's arms, "you're such a sap."

"Your sap," Paige coos before taking her delegated seat on the chair next to Azzi, left hand immediately seeking out a way to intertwine with the younger girl's right one, "you excited to play today babe?"

"So excited," Azzi whispers, wistfulness echoing in her voice. For the most part, the shooting guard excels at hiding her emotions and throughout her injury, she'd done a pretty solid job of keeping them in check. But that doesn't mean she hasn't felt the sting of being away from the sport she loves, every single day. And no one knows that feeling more than Paige as she presses a soft kiss against the younger girl's temple.

"Gonna show us all up at practice today huh Az?" Ice teases and Azzi just shrugs noncommittally with a slight smirk.

But Paige, forever the president of the Azzi Fudd fanclub, is quick to reply for her, "you bet your ass she is."

The rest of the team cheers and it's heartwarming really, how excited everyone is to have Azzi playing again. There's a buzz around the team as they walk into the practice center, the buzz of all their missing pieces starting to fit together. It had begun with Jana, and then Ayanna and now Azzi. With every return, the march towards UConn's 12th national championship, seems clearer and clearer.

It's the first time in a long time, that they have enough bodies available for them to play 5x5 with just the team alone. Much to Paige's chagrin, coach doesn't allow her and Azzi to be on the same team despite her incessant whining ("we haven't played together in ages Coach" "you'll play together all season" "azzi tell him he's being unreasonable" "whatever you say coach" "TRAITOR") but she's not all that upset about it. After all, Paige is nothing if not a competitor and beating Azzi has always been one of her favorite things.

Team adrenaline is on full display, everyone's eagerness to beat each other, but most importantly get better together, on full display as with every minute passing, the game seems to get more and more aggressive. There are no refs and Coach lets them play through the contact, knowing most of them will need to play like that during the season considering how fucking shit terrible the NCAA refs could be.

Call her a psychic but Paige sees it happening before it actually does. Azzi has been great throughout, faltering only once or twice, but that was to be expected her first practice back. It happens in a split secondas she's setting herself for a step-back pull-up, Morgan putting her whole soul into defending her. Something happens in between Azzi shooting the ball and it going in the net and the next thing Paige registers is her girlfriend, her only just recently cleared for basketball activities girlfriend, falling to the floor with a loud thud.

Paige is absolutely still for a second, her vision blurring in red and then-

"WHAT THE HELL MORGAN," Paige's voice echoes around all of Werth, as she marches to where the freshman is helping Azzi up.

She's aware of everyone's eyes on her now, can practically feel the death stare Coach is giving her for letting her emotions get the best of her but Paige doesn't give a damn. All she knows is that this is Azzi's first practice and no one should be being that aggressive with her.

"It was an accident," Morgan recoils, clearly unsure of what do to when her superstar teammate looks like she might murder her.

"DOESN'T MATTER. YOU DON'T FOUL SOMEONE LIKE THAT," Paige yells and even she's aware she's being just a tad bit unreasonable, "SHE LITERALLY JUST GOT BACK. WHAT IS WRONG YOU?"

"Hey hey hey," Azzi pushes a hand against Paige's chest, lightly shoving her back and it's instantaneous the way every part of her seems to calm down at that little touch, "I'm fine."

"That's not the point." Paige spits out through gritted teeth, still glowering at Morgan. Through the periphery of her vision she can make out KK, Ice and Jana snickering and makes a mental note to yell at them because this is NOT an amusing situation thank you very much.

"There is no point," Azzi says firmly, fingers rubbing a soothing pattern down Paige's arms, "it's basketball. Shit like this happens. You need to calm the hell down."

Before Paige, who's slowly beginning to relax into her girlfriend's touch, can say anything, a sharp whistle blows behind them. Knowing exactly who blew it, Paige whispers a prayer to herself before turning to look at furious Geno Auriemma.

"Good job, you just got yourself a technical," he seethes, one hand immediately going up in anticipation of Paige's protest, "do that in an actual game and I will eject you myself.

As Paige nods meekly, the muffled giggles behind her only get louder and when she looks to the side, her own girlfriend, the traitor, is trying to hide a smile.

"It really do be your own people," Paige scoffs and much to her displeasure, the laughs only get louder.

***

"Azzi says I have to apologize to you," Paige grumbles to Morgan as she and Azzi walk into the dining hall after practice, hands swinging together.

Morgan, the good-natured girl she is, just smiles and nods, "nah you're all good. I get it."

"See," Paige says pointedly to her girlfriend who immediately rolls her eyes, "Morgan gets it. You'd do the same too right Morgs?"

"Oh no," Morgan smirks, "I would never. I just know that you're kinda insane when it comes to Azzi."

Paige splutters as Azzi giggles into her shoulder, "I am not insane."

"You're the definition of insane," Jana says.

"And the definition of whipped," Ice chirps in, high-fiving her fellow forward.

"I am not," Paige whines, turning to Azzi "baby tell them I'm not."

"Well I can't lie Paige," Azzi says slowly and Paige lets out an offended squeal.

"You're my girl and you won't even defend me? Can't trust nobody these days."

As Paige pouts, KK waltzes into the dining hall. There's a smirk on her while she walks to the team table and exaggeratedly elbows Azzi on her way there.

"Oh no Azzi, I'm so sorry, I just bumped your arm, Please don't hurt me Paige," KK cowers into Ice, dramatically shielding her body, and the whole team, traitors the lot of them, burst into laughter.

"You're not funny," Paige seethes, crossing her arms, "I hate all of you."

It only makes the rest of the team laugh harder and it isn't until Azzi wraps Paige into her arms, that Paige's annoyed expression softens.

"Hey," the younger girl whispers, and just like that even in the cacophony, they're in their own world, "you are a little insane-"

"Azzi-"

"But I like that you're a little insane," Azzi whispers, before booping Paige's nose and giving her a soft kiss, eliciting a shy smile from the older girl.

And really, if Azzi likes her being insane, Paige is prepared to be insane for a lifetime.

[thecertifiedboykisser]

Ok, big post with all evidence pointing to ratio being from amphoreus and some pointing against it.

Some leaks are in here!!! Be warned!!!

1-design stuff

Some notes, the style of clothing is very similar, most if all chrysos heirs have the same eye stuff that ratio has some just aren't colored (you can see it on some of the models in the trailer or the art at the end of the first trailor)

Spirals are a big thing, as well as the belt with the fabric (idk what it's call im sorry) and it draping over their legs. The blue stones and gold stuff.

Might be a bit of a pull but in the 3.0 live stream, dr.orange kinda looked like him, but I might be going insane.

Mydei and him have very similar eyes as well (I'm using mydei as a ref point bcs he's the only male from amphoreus we have splash art for to work with) same shape, puplies similar shape

I'm sure there's other design stuff and I might add it later. But for now this is all I got.

2-story elements

Now, this is more the lack of story, ratio has nothing but crumbs for his lore, where he's from, anything about him. Even his character storys aren't told from his own perspectives. The only time he really talks about himself is when he's referring to his goals or his love of books and baths.

He also doesn't have any clarification on where he's from other than the Intelligencea guild, and that's just a faction. There's no mention of his home planet at all.

On the official wiki. There are some that are classified as cosmic but we know the home of (boothill, acheron, Sunday, rappa[iffy, we know some details, like it was under dr.primive, but we don't know it's name so idk]) and some that we don't because it doesn't matter to there lore bcs there wanderers. Like sparkle, blackswan, and argenti. But dr.ratio doesn't fall into any of those categories. His home planet is vaguely mentioned as they have a bunch of stuff on him, but that's it.

It seems to matter to his lore, as you'd want yo know all about this great doctor, yet he's a complete mystery. And the quests don't help either.

He's not made for penacony or the space station. He even calls himself a supporting character, his character story was about others and guiding the trailblazer through helping them. He was solely there to help aventurine in penacony. Barely anything for himself.

That lack of knowledge tells me what I need to know. Either he's purposely keeping it a mystery, or it's gonna be figured out later. I mean if he is from amphoreus, he probably keeps it a mystery bcs how the hell is he gonna prove it's real.

3- What proves it's not real.

So, there's all this evidence, but it's lacking or doesn't make sense in some areas. Most of these points were brought up on tiktok by @/veritasratioenjoyer they make some really good points in their post, and its what inspired me to make this:)

So. It's stated in the livestream that the people of amphoreus have no concept of the outside world, meaning it's very unlikely that he's from there, considering how well known he is and that he follows the path of the erudition.

Veritasratioenjoyer explains it alot better than me so go check there video out.

If you have any more to add, feel free to in the reblogs! I do read them all:)

[wlwsoccerfics]

I love my enemy(AggieBeever-JonesXManchesterCityReader)

summary: you and Aggie are enemies but after she played your Team so many times you can't help but fall for eachother. And then national camp comes along...

You and Aggie were constantly onto eachother on the field. Battling it out. Always a little bit more rough with one another then it was necessary. Why you may asked? You grew up together and fell in love with the same girl at the age of 14. You fought for her Heart. In the end you both lost cause the Girl you both fell for was straight. What you also lost was your friendship. You guys never recovered from that. So off the Pitch, even at England Camp you mostly ignore one another. And only interacted If you had to.

Things started to shift though after you had played Chelsea twice within a few days and you would play them again in three more Games soon. You don't know what it was, but when you saw Aggie on the pitch during those Games you felt something in your stomach shift. But those couldn't be butterflies. Right? Well turned out that this was exactly the case.

You looked at Aggie from far away. She was standing on the other side of the pitch, warming up with some of her teammates. You glanced at her every now and then. It was the third Game this month you would play against one another. Your best friend Viv gently patted your back.

"Je bent verliefd op haar." She told you. You sighed softly. Your Mom was born in the netherlands, while your dad was born in england so you could speak dutch. ( You have a crush on her. )

"Waarom moet ik verliefd worden op de vijand?!" You asked her. ( why do I have to fall in love with the enemy?! )

"het hart wil wat het hart wil." Viv let you know, shrugging her shoulders. ( the heart wants what the heart wants . )

"Dat is waar." You admitted. Biting down on your bottom lip after letting out a soft sigh. ( that's true. )

The Game started and you were on fire, scoring a Goal within the first Minute of the Game. 1-0 for Manchester City. That was something Chelsea sure didn't see coming. So they were very surprised. It wasn't long after that until you were close to scoring again when Aggie slid into your way, instead of the ball she made contact with your foot though. Which made you fall, clutching your foot right away. She was shocked and so was everyone else. Cause she clearly didn't mean it. But you weren't sure what to think right now, because the pain was too much at the Moment.

"Shit, i am sorry y/n!" Aggie told you.

"it's fine." You replied through the sobs and tears. Not making eyes contact with her. Bunny quickly waved the medics over cause it didn't look good. Lucy pulled Aggie aside so the medics could work on you. Plus she got a yellow card from the ref cause the ball wasn't by your feet anymore, since you had passed it to Kerstin.

"you got this Kid!" Alex stated. The medics helped you up and you left the field with their help, limping away and leaving for the Tunnels.

You laid in the medics room, foot in a Walking Boot. You had a broken toe. that was quite obvious. An X-ray would follow. You had to get to the hospital for that soon though. After the Game your Team checked in on you. But you were already on your feet again with the walking boot and on your way to the changing rooms. With crutches as your helper.

"i am glad it's just a broken toe!" Viv answered.

"it looked way worse." Kerstin stated.

"it felt way worse for a moment!" You admitted. Aggie walked over to you.

"i am so sorry for that reckless tackled!" She told you again.

"all good. Don't worry about it!" You let her know. "It's a broken toe. The medics thinks i will be out for 4-6 weeks most likely. " You added on.

"still i didn't mean to. Don't want you to think that cause of what happened between us when we were Teens that i did this on purpose." She let you know. You sigh softly.

"Aggie it's fine! Really I don't think that at all!" You answered before walking away. Because the Butterflies in your stomach went nuts. Leaving behind a confused Aggie.

"she was acting weird, right?" Aggie asked Keira.

"yes she was!" Keira stated.

Three days later you knew for sure that it was just a broken toe. Unfortunately it was the big toe, but oh well. You got some light pain meds at the hospital, which you didn't really needed.

There was a knock on your door. You weren't expecting anyone so you were quite confused on who this could be. Opening the door, seeing Aggie standing there with flowers. With your favorite flowers actually.

"Aggie, hi. What are you doing here?" You asked her gently. "Please come inside!" You added on. Stepping to the side so she could enter.

"hi...y/n...i wanted to check on you and give you those flowers. Cause i remembered that they were your favorite!" She admitted. Handing you the flowers. You smelled them and smiled.

"thank you. They are still my favorite kind of flowers and i promise i am okay. Things are going well...gonna be back on the pitch in No Time." You informed her. Biting down on your bottom lip, looking into her eyes. God she was so gorgeous and you couldn't stop staring.

"that's good News!"she answered. Looking just as nervous. "Y/n? I know we had this stupid Fall Out as Teens and ignored eachother since then for the most part but something has changed. I can't stop thinking about you anymore. You are my First thought waking up and my last thought going to sleep! I fell for you!" She told you and instead of saying something you just pulled her in for a kiss. which she happily returned after a moment of being surprised.

"be my girlfriend?" You asked her.

"yes!" She whispered against your lips before you kissed once again. It was one of many kisses that night.

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for dating Steve Harrington (Spring Theme)

Steve Harrington x reader

warnings: like one ref to underage drinking

a/n: usually i dont do themes like this but this seemed cute actually and i miss him. also look at his goofy lil face. also sowwy this took forever i got lost in inspo in non-requests 😭 ALSO (last one) i HATE spring—not this request, just spring ONLY bc my allergies are horrific right now and i am deeply suffering so it will be incorporated into this. i made this a comical version of spring in the midwest by my experience growing up in michigan. ok ramble over anyways anon thank you for giving me a chance to write for steve again <3

prompt: anonymous: “If the request slot is still open could I request a sorta spring themed headcanon/fic with dating Steve Harrington from Stranger Things? I'm starting to get excited for hiking/birdwatching/picnic season and I love your writing style. Np if the request slot is filled tho. Tysm and have a great day! :)”

spring is such a beautiful time of year

unless you were in the midwest

if you were in the midwest, spring was cold, wet, and full of pollen

at least at the beginning

but steve was prepared!

“oh, my god. shit! i forgot my allergy medicine! ughhhh!” -you, very stuffy

“i grabbed it for you” -steve, pulling your meds from his pocket

“my he—” *sneezes* “…ro” -you

*steve pulls a pack of pocket tissues from his other pocket*

while steve wanted to do some nice outdoor dates, it wasn’t really all that feasible in indiana this time of year

“we should have a picnic!” -steve, immediately followed by the sound of thunder “maybe tomorrow”

dont even get me started on—WHY IS IT SNOWING

“it was SEVENTY DEGREES YESTERDAY” -you, who did not bring a jacket

steve immediately offered you his, which you felt just an eensy weensy bit guilty about but he assured you it was fine

“just look how hot i am, i could never be cold” -steve, winking

“don’t ever say that again, that’s so lame” -you

“ohh, if i’m so lame maybe i should just take my jacket back” -steve (teasingly)

“no!!!!” -you

once the ickier part of spring subsided, steve would pick flowers for you once they started to bloom

“i made sure to shake out all the pollen so you didn’t have an allergy attack…but just in case, take some more allergy meds” -steve

on the nicer days you’d be able to wear a nice outfit (not covered in warm layers or rain gear) and take a nice walk with steve

a sunny day, holding hands, walking through nature, ignoring all that troubled you

really—fall and winter were the worst seasons for you, that time just brought back a lot of bad memories

spring felt like a clean slate the past couple of years. hawkins was a daunting place, but it felt safer with steve

mindless tasks and sweet distractions helped a lot

“we should go bird watching! hey, i’ll see if i can borrow a camera from jonathan” -steve

the kiddos would hang out, too. especially on hikes in the woods

“look at this cool stick i found. it’s balanced like a sword. check it out” -dustin, spinning the handle of his “sword”

“will you watch it! you almost hit me!” -max

“‘yOu aLmOsT hIt mE’” -dustin, mockingly

not always peaceful, but distracting? check ✅

steve occasionally suggested a trip outside of hawkins for some more guaranteed alone time

“we can go visit lake michigan and look for some cool rocks. when i was a kid, i found all sorts of cool stuff—fossils, crystals, petosky stones—we’ll have fun!” -steve

(a/n: if you dont know what petosky stones are you should look them up theyre cool as fuck i have a whole jar of them and other cool fossils from lake michigan)

he made sure to collect something unique for each of the rugrats too

you thought it was sweet

“remember spring break when we were in high school? we used to be such bad kids” -you, reminiscing

“ugh, don’t remind me! what were my parents thinking letting you come on vacation with us?” -steve

“probably ‘wow, we love y/n and steve and them will be together forever’” -you

“how misguided” -steve, sarcastically

“shut up!” -you, swatting him

“that cruise ship in freshman year was unbelievable. i can’t believe we had no supervision” -steve

“that was my first hangover, it was horrendous” -you

“yeah, i remember nursing you back to health. you looked horrendous” -steve

“steve harrington!” -you

“i’m kidding! you’re always stunning, even when your head is in the toilet bowl” -steve

“and remember the next year they didn’t take us on their cruise?” -you

“which was arguably worse because we were actually unsupervised while they were in the bahamas!” -steve and you cracking up

“i wish things didn’t get messed up around then” -steve

“i’m glad they did. we needed time apart” -you

there were a lot of bumps in the road over the years, but you could always count on steve when you needed him most

and spring was for new beginnings, which you always did your best to appreciate when the time came around

taglist: @locke-writes // @ripoffadora // @mrs-steve-harrington // @captainshazamerica // @imaginesbymk // @randomawesomeperson102 // @augustvandyne // @summersimmerus // @azazel-nyx // @simp-legend // @prettysbliss // @sapphireplums // @beth-gallagher22 // @ravenstrueluv // @you-bloody-shank //

[superkirbylover]

FINALLY!!! the VERY final refs for the ponified cast of pizza tower. everypony has the same name except for pizzahead, who's called pizzahoof. pizzahoof was also designed by @c0met-dr01d!! go check them out :]

under the cut is me rambling about their cutiemarks (or lack thereof) and other design choices

gustavo's cutiemark is a pizza with three mushroom toppings, because he's a chef, and earlier in pizza tower development, he was a gnome! this isn't the case anymore though, but i still like to think he is. that, and i just associate him with gnome forest, so it felt fitting. plus, i suppose it adds to the mario comparisons lmao

peppino's cutiemark is a pepperoni pizza alongside a pizzacutter. i know people are raising eyebrows at the pepperoni, but my excuse is... uhh, they're not actually pepperoni. it's like, some vegetarian alternative. probably made of flowers or some shit. the pizza is obvious, he's a chef and he cooka-da-pizza. the pizza cutter isn't just to hammer that in, but it's also a callback to the various times throughout pizza tower development where he used to have a pizza cutter buzz-saw! especially in pizza massacre

noise's cutiemark is a bomb with its fuse lit, because it represents his explosive personality and he often uses bombs. dude is wacky, unpredictable and can be a feral fucking thing. also something about acting, being a mascot or being in the showbiz somewhere in the mix. he has a tail, but it's just... in his suit. he's a dumbass

noisette's cutiemark is a ruby chocolate bar. she runs a cafe, and while she presumably has Really Weird Taste, i figured it would be a really cute fit for her. it's sweet, just like her! and pink. just like her!

fake peppino deliberately does not have a cutiemark. it's to add to the sense of "failed clone," where many aspects of peppino have been successfully recreated (body type, hair color, coat color, outfit, facial hair) but other small things have been muddled or changed by mistake (height, eyes not staying in their sockets, hair being more smooth looking, face shape). not to mention, he's made of dough, like his original clone counterpart. in the show, it's established that only ponies can have cutiemarks. while he looks like a pony, who's to say he really is one?

stick's cutiemark is that television hud you see when you have enough money to buy a boss gate in pizza tower. i chose this cause on top of being a tv, a reoccurring object throughout the game, it also has some modifications to make it more... stick-y. it has his hat and a propeller coming from the top, and if you know stick, that man likes to make shit, specifically to sell and make money. that's also why there's a money sign in the tv. stick has a tail stub but i never really draw it myself. he's completely bald. mind you, he still has his coat, but no mane, no tail. zilch. he's a bald motherfucker. also stick's magic color is green

pizzahoof also does not have a cutiemark. he's a fucking cheese pony, why would he need one? dude just exists to be silly and whimsical. giving him one i feel would go against his character of just being clownish, doing what he wants when he wants, regardless if it means others suffer because of him or not. also, he's MADE of CHEESE!!!

[hoodedjelly]

Nicktoons unite main 4 in their respected styles ( minus jimmy neutron i'll explain more below)

i feel very mixed about these but it was still fun either way studying all of these cartoons respected styles. the final does make me happy, seeing all of them together ^__^ 💞

below i will explain my thought process working with each style so get ready for a wall of text:

first before anything you may be asking: why no jimmy neutron style!? it's because i tried and gave up! i was starting the rendering process for timmy and i hated it so i just didn't continue! no point of making myself miserable for something thats harmless fun style studies. but have these as a little treat:

Fairly Oddparents style: the easiest style to work on and research for, fop style is not that complex. i should also add i didn't draw each style in one sitting i drew each character together and then edited them all, so that might be the reason why some look better then others, i just got good. but i'm saying that because the character i started with was spongebob! specifically because i was tired of ppl thinking dp style and fop style are the same and how spongebob would look the same in both styles, just a flat square. which is wrong! fop style is very different! i would prob describe it as a flat paper style. has sharp and rounded thick lines. the main source of research i used for it was the designer for fop was Ernie Gilbert. he has designed a lot of iconic characters for the show and i highly would check out his work, this is his website

Danny phantom style: now this one was tricky, prob the hardest one to figure out and i honestly don't think i really DID figure it out. the possible reason is i am still trying to go through the show atm myself, but i'd doubt it. they all just look off to me, just a little. which no need for me to work myself in a circle trying to make it "perfect". im no professional character designer! especially not Stephen Silver.

Spongebob Squarepants style: this one was tricky but in the opposite way to dp style, where i didn't know what to reference! to start off the show is mainly nonhuman characters, so finding character refs were hard. the refs i did use were the mermaids and the superheros, so i used that for timmy. but in the middle of working on jimmys i was watching a video of someone ranking every single spongebob ep and TURNS OUT in the later seasons, i think season 13, there were human designs! (technically elfs but whatever).

and weirder thing is how they draw patchy but im not going to get into that. i am assuming that style is for characters that are supposed to be real life humans up on land in that universe (but why not just use real life humans? idk, maybe tom kenny is getting to old for the role). BUT ANYWAY, i used the elfs for a main source for jimmy and danny, they turned out a lot better then the timmy in my eyes. i wanted at least one of them to have the black eyes but they all have bright blue eyes and the show usually always colors blue eyes. i get ahead of myself cause there was a lot more factors i still had to figure out. like the line art. the show doesn't have a clear line style like dp or fop, its just relatively consistent medium lines. so i just went with more recent show stuff then older stuff since it's HD.

ok but thats basically it, i can prob go on more but i'd feel no one gaf. i made these for fun and it was fun making them! i love all of these shows a ton so it was nice looking up the designers and artist for these shows. support the artists!!! fuck bitch fartman!!!!!