#except their age and height. that's not accurate

[umbrace-rambles]

Finally finished the ref of my new fursona, been sitting on the sketch of this one for a while :]

Ekka, my previous fursona, also got an updated ref last year:

[kingkaisen]

TELL ME || Levi A.

even during the battle to end the rumbling, levi can’t help but think about you.

“Tell me, Y/N . . . Are you proud of me? Or are you disappointed? Did I fight hard enough? Could I have done more?”

Unanswered questions continued to appear in Levi’s mind as he glanced down at the blood splattering onto his fingertips, dripping from his mouth.

“Will I see you again someday? How long do I have to wait until I can know the answer to that?”

The pain in his leg was horrific. Awful. Indescribable — there weren’t any words in existence that could accurately detail the burning, aching sensation that made him wish he could chop off his own leg to escape the misery.

Even so, as one or two of his comrades held onto his limp body — he couldn’t tell who or how many, thanks to his blind eye — he did nothing but cough up blood.

“If I died today, I wouldn’t mind. Not if I get to see you again. I promised you that I’d always keep fighting — that’s what I said, right? I wish I didn’t make that promise, because I’m tired. I’m tired. I’m tired . . .”

As Levi rode on the back of Falco’s winged titan form, he realized something.

The pain in his leg was nothing compared to the agonizing heartache he felt every second of every day since he watched you die.

He hated himself for falling in love.

He hated himself for not being strong enough to save you.

Being known as Humanity’s Strongest Soldier felt like an utter joke. Like he was being mocked.

It was all he could think about as he looked down at the kids — no, they were adults now — fighting titans on Eren’s skeleton-like form, desperately attempting to stop the rumbling.

It was like he raised them. You both did.

But you didn’t get a chance to see them grow.

If you were still around, you would have known that Connie did indeed get taller. You won that bet. Levi owed you a new tea set, as he thought that the hilarious kid would stay the same height forever.

You didn’t witness Armin start to come out of his shell a bit, either. He was the commander now, could you believe that?

The shy kid who you thought of as a son — who followed you around like a lost puppy during his early days as a scout — was now Levi’s boss. And the colossal titan. How silly.

Jean had turned out to be a great leader as well, fighting for humanity instead of for himself. You would have been proud.

He only grew out his hair because you weren’t around to help him trim it. He could do it on his own, but he didn’t want to. Not without you.

Mikasa was exceptional then, and she was exceptional now. You were the only person she trusted to wash her scarf whenever she was too busy to get around to it.

Reiner and Annie were fighting too.

Everyone was fighting. All to stop the rumbling.

Even if it meant killing Eren.

“Could you do it, Y/N? Could you have helped us take Eren’s life?” Levi wondered.

You wouldn’t have supported the rumbling. That was a fact. Even so, you adored that kid, almost as if you were possessed by Carla’s ghost.

And he adored you too.

Your death was one of the horrific events that pushed Eren to this unspeakable point.

Both Eren and Levi witnessed it.

A titan snacking on your body as if you weren’t a person, but grapes at a picnic. Both of them were too weak to stop it.

They could only watch. Watch as you were eaten alive.

—

When the fight ended, your face was among the many ghosts staring at Levi. His old comrades were all satisfied. He didn’t have to fight anymore. He could just live.

But he couldn’t rest.

That came later. It came when Levi was an old man, sitting alone in his wheelchair at his favorite place in Marley to stare out at the glistening water with his one decent eye.

Old age claimed his life as the sun started to set, its beautiful orange rays shining over the water.

And you were waiting for him. You and all of his old comrades.

He pushed himself right out of his wheelchair. He could walk again. He could see again. He was young again.

His wrinkly skin melted away. His gray hair was once again black. His scars no longer existed.

Slowly, he walked towards you, the love of his life. The person he never got a chance to grow old with. Start a family with. Experience peace with.

When he wrapped his arms around you, holding you after so many years of trying and failing to remember what it felt like to touch you, he knew that he could finally rest.

[luffington]

cream-filled ♡

➤ summary: Your devoted husband really wants to have a baby with you, so he figures out a solution to your size difference. (18+)

➤ pairing: charlotte katakuri x afab!reader

➤ word count: 2.2k

➤ warnings: extreme size kink, breeding kink, belly bulge, age difference (reader is mid-20s), cumplay, titjob, creative use of mochi, established relationship, fluff, 'wife' for reader

➤ notes: katakuri’s height is biblically accurate and i did very questionable math to figure out his dick size.... this is literally so nasty but silly donut man is definitely a freak <3

NSFW under the break! minors dni thank uuu

Months after your wedding, your husband marched into your shared bedroom, arms crossed and face buried in his scarf, and stated, “Mama wants us to have a baby.”

You furrowed your brows in confusion. If Big Mom really wanted little Katakuris running around, she should’ve considered your physical incompatibility before arranging your marriage. He was practically double your age and triple your height. Plus, the Emperor typically prioritized babies from her weaker children – Oven, Daifuku, and Perospero all remained childless, and her second son’s bounty spoke for itself. She occasionally made lighthearted comments to you about wanting a grandchild, but it sounded more like a fantasy than a demand.

As a thick silence settled between you, Katakuri became increasingly flustered. A lightbulb went off in your head and a knowing smile spread across your face. The tips of his ears turned red as he finally admitted, “Okay, I want a baby.”

Oh, he was precious. “And I would love to have one with you, honey, but I don’t know how. Your dick just can’t fit.”

Everything about Katakuri was enormous, and his cock was no exception. At full hardness, it measured at least eighteen inches – nearly the size of your entire torso. He understandably had a hard time finding sexual partners previously, and poor Katakuri was almost more nervous about showing you his dick than his fangs. Lucky for him, you didn’t scare easily.

As an average-sized human, your body was certainly too small to take it, but your sex life was absolutely thriving. Your husband worshiped every inch of you, and eating your pussy as ferociously as Mama during a hunger pang became as routine as his meriendas. And anything you could do with his cock turned him on – your dedication to pleasing him was enough to make him lightheaded. 

He’d even started training you to take his gigantic length. Katakuri replicated his dick into a mochi dildo with a donut-shaped base, then fucked you slow and deep to let you adjust to its size. The dildos got bigger and bigger, and you had already made some progress in loosening your hole. Neither of you cared if nothing ever came of it – it was intimate, fun, and incredibly sexy. 

“I came up with a solution,” Katakuri muttered shyly. “I… I think you’ll like it.”

“So mysterious,” you giggled, though you expected nothing less from him. Shifting your position to emphasize your skimpy lounge outfit as you spread your legs enticingly. “Alright, get in here.”

Your husband crossed the room with two thundering footsteps, draped his feathery scarf over a chair, then carefully removed his spurred boots. Two intimidating accessories stripped away barely affected his menacing appearance, but to you, it revealed the gentle giant underneath. Katakuri’s knees sunk into the huge mattress yet he still towered over you, a mix of adoration and hunger burning in his dark eyes. 

He easily flipped your positions so you rested on top of his bare chest. Always overly careful with your small frame and wanting to eliminate the risk of harming you, which usually resulted in him underneath you. The man who supposedly never lied on his back cared more about your safety than his outward image of perfection. He adored his pretty wife, his tiny wife. Blood rushed to his dick when he noticed that your toes barely reached his hips in this position.

You cupped his jaw and kissed him passionately, running your fingers through his cropped hair. The taste of sugary strawberry frosting overwhelmed your tastebuds as his broad tongue penetrated your mouth, though he was cautious about keeping his teeth away from your delicate skin. Sensing his hesitation, you broke the kiss to lick along one of his protruding fangs seductively.

“Such a gorgeous little thing,” he murmured reverently before pressing his lips against yours again. “How did I end up with someone as perfect as you?”

“Mama has good taste,” you shrugged with a grin. Katakuri undid his skull-shaped belt buckle and slid out of his tight leather pants, not missing the way you subtly rolled your pelvis against his solid abs. He was incredibly disciplined but he adored your impatience – everything about you was so fucking cute. 

“Jerk me off,” he grumbled against your lips. Straightforward as always, but never intentionally harsh or commanding with you. Katakuri lovingly rubbed the top of your head with his huge hand then brought it down on your ass with a light smack. 

You squealed and gave him one final peck on the lips before stripping, carelessly throwing your clothes onto the floor. Dark eyes admired your naked form as you crawled down his body, playfully tracing the vertical lines of his tattoo, then slid down the elastic waistband of his donut-print underwear. Even at half-hardness, his cock was big enough to split you in two. You straddled his hips and settled your bare core atop his heavy balls.

Katakuri licked his lips at the lewd sight of you wrapping your tiny hands around his dick – your fingertips couldn’t even touch. Spitting on the mushroom head as a meaningless attempt at lubrication, you firmly stroked your palms up and down his massive length. He willed his hips to stay still and let you set the pace, though it was relatively hard to control his animalistic instincts in bed with you. Your tongue darted out to kitten-lick his slit, fingers trailing along his cock’s more prominent veins. 

“That’s it, sweetheart, get me nice and hard. Show me how much you want my cum deep in your womb.” His words went straight to your cunt, and you relieved the ache by grinding down on his testicles. Katakuri cursed under his breath and watched you open your jaw as wide as possible to suckle on the head of his dick. His salty precum had a slight mochi aftertaste – the sticky substance permeated every bit of his body, and the flavor was strangely addicting. 

You noticed your husband eyeing your breasts, their softness squished against his cock and hard nipples massaging the sensitive skin. Even more blood rushed south when he pictured them swollen with delicious milk. He knew he wouldn’t be able to resist sucking them dry as an additional afternoon snack. With a mischievous smirk, you situated his giant length between your tits and pressed them together for good measure. Katakuri’s cock jerked against you, smearing a hefty load of precum on your cheek.

“You like it when I give you a titjob, huh? Do my boobs feel good wrapped around your dick?” He nodded as if he was in a trance. “Dirty old man,” you chuckled, turning his cheeks an adorable shade of red.

Katakuri never admitted this to you, but he sometimes imagined using you as his own little toy. The most fucked up version of it involved using you as a fleshlight, your body stretching like dough around him as he speared his dick inside your tiny cunt. Seeing how deep it could go, then lifting you up his length and trying again. 

However, that was obviously unrealistic, so he usually imagined you exactly as you were now. Warm skin flush against him, dick nestled between your arms and tits as he used your body to jerk himself off. Maybe that did make him a dirty old pervert, but he had a feeling you’d be willing to try it. 

That dirty fantasy, paired with your debauched expression and your hot cunt moving against his balls, almost pushed him into dangerous territory. But no, he needed to save his cum for something much more important. Katakuri grabbed your thighs and flipped your positions again, hovering over you with lust-blown eyes. 

He growled at the sight of your drenched pussy. “This all for me?” His thick thumb parted your folds to collect your slick, then he stuck the digit in his mouth and slurped happily. “Mmm, so sweet, I could get addicted to this.” As if he wasn’t already. “Can I have more?”

You giggled. “You can have whatever you want, Kata. No need to be so nervous.”

“Don’t wanna break you,” he mumbled breathlessly but didn’t give you a chance to respond. He dove between your legs, his impressive tongue easily splitting your cunt apart and making your eyes roll back into your skull. 

“K-Kata… holy fuck.” Your thighs shook around his head as your brain quickly dissolved into mush. “Harder, ahh, please…” 

Your husband eagerly complied, holding your thighs wide open and prodding his wet muscle even deeper inside you. He was already drunk off your juices and your pussy continued to gush around his tongue. When he found the spot that made your back arch off the bed, he licked over it incessantly, pulling away for only a moment to lap at your neglected clit. 

A sharp fang brushed against the delicate flesh of your inner thigh and made you flinch, but you just grabbed his hair and kept him pressed against your cunt. You would gladly take even the harshest teeth marks if it meant he kept eating you out like that. 

Katakuri restrained himself from going any further when he noticed the telltale signs of your orgasm. “Ready?” He asked, his chin completely soaked in your juices. You nodded eagerly despite not knowing what you were consenting to. You trusted your sweet husband to treat you well – and you wanted a baby just as much as he did.

He sat back on his haunches, clutching your thigh in one massive hand and grabbing the base of his cock with the other. Tilting your bottom half slightly upwards until his dick was aligned with your cunt. For a terrifying yet exhilarating moment, you honestly thought he was going to push it inside. 

“Hold yourself open for me.” Oh. That was his plan. You gladly used both hands to spread your pussy lips wide, your fluttering hole completely visible and begging to be filled by him. Katakuri began roughly jerking off, pretty eyes laser-focused on your cunt as he grunted quietly. He pressed the flushed red tip of his cock against your hole, which was already straining from the tiniest bit of pressure.

“Fill me up, honey,” you whimpered with a blissed-out grin. “Prove that you want to be a father.”

Your husband came with a deep moan as if on command, emptying his balls and spraying copious amounts of thick, creamy cum across your skin. Some of it miraculously made it into your spread hole and trickled deep inside your soaked cunt. The rest overflowed onto your thighs and tummy, globs dripping down the crack of your ass and onto the sheets below. 

Without wasting a moment, Katakuri gathered up some stray cum with two fingers and plunged them into your cunt. You nearly screamed from the sudden intrusion – his digits alone were bigger than any of your past partners’ cocks, and so much better. He repeated the perverted process until nearly every drop was shoved inside your pretty pussy. But he didn’t stop there. An obscene squelching noise echoed throughout the room as he scissored around the pool of his hot semen. Your stomach was stuffed so full of cum that it bulged out into a pretty bump.

“So fucking full. Imagine what you’ll look like pregnant – fuck, I’d get to see this every day.” He practically drooled at the visible outline of his fingers thrusting in and out. Your tiny little body worked so hard to accommodate his size and you loved every second of it. “My sweet cream-filled donut, I could eat you right up.”

You wanted to laugh at his endearing ridiculousness – his adorable love of sweets even found its way into dirty talk. But all air was knocked out of your lungs when he prodded at your cervix, literally trying to shove his cum inside the miniscule opening. He lifted you off the bed by your leg even more, willing gravity to assist the semen flowing inside you.

Katakuri continued to finger-fuck you with calculated thrusts, but when his teeth sunk into your thigh – hard enough to break the skin but not enough to bleed – you finally hit your peak. You shrieked loud enough for all of Totto Land to hear, making it known that your seventeen-foot tall husband likely just fucked triplets into you. Your tongue lolled out of your mouth and you almost blacked out, but Katakuri kept you grounded in reality with gentle kisses on your cheeks and forehead, holding your hand and willing your heartbeat to slow down. 

After a few minutes and constant reassurance that you did a great job for him, Katakuri pulled his fingers out and quickly replaced them with a small plug made of mochi. Just to make sure everything stayed inside you (and because he could stare at your stomach bulge for hours).

“Do you think it’ll work?” You panted quietly, eyes fluttering shut with absolute bliss. “Use your Haki. Will I be all swollen with your baby soon?”

“I can’t see that far into the future,” Katakuri smiled, heart overflowing with love for you. “So let’s keep trying until it does.”

[jasminebythebay]

I've been staring at the Hearthian Models a lot and here are some notes

I've been staring at their models in the past few days for my art. The more I look at them the more details I discover haha. (Here is the link to the refs I've been looking at: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/18Me-eKLK8WZiByvGE6UCo1D4PwmCZfCi?usp=share_link) Some things I've noticed:

Based on Esker's ear floppiness, they're actually much closer to the other Founders' ages than to Gneiss, Spinel, or Tektite's ages.

Hearthian eyes are really colorful :0. I thought Esker had pink eyes, they actually have PURPLE eyes (maybe Arkose as well, but it's hard to tell because their eyes are almost all pupil and no sclera). Moraine's eyes are orange, Hatchling's eyes are orange-yellow, Hal's eyes are yellow skewed towards green, Porphy and Gneiss both have pink eyes, but Porphy's eyes are a lighter pink than Gneiss's, Marl and Rutile's eyes are green, and Tuff's eyes are blue. Most hearthian eyes are yellow, but even then the shade of yellow varies.

(this is based on a height chart, i couldn't actually pull the models in a 3d program to view so idk how accurate this is) Esker is WAY shorter than I thought, literally the same height as the Hatchling

Speaking of height, Hornfels is the tallest Hearthian, followed by Slate, then Riebeck. Hornfels and Slate are over a head taller than the Hatchling, almost 2 heads taller than Gossan and Feldspar.

While Solanum is very tall compared to most Hearthians, she is about half a head shorter than Hornfels and Slate. The Prisoner, if we measure all the way to the tip of their antlers, is twice the height of the Hatchling. Even without the antlers, they are about 75% taller than the Hatchling. They are so big :0

All of the Hearthians wear leather boots. The only two exceptions are Mica, who wears what looks like sideways geta sandals, and the Hatchling, who wears SOCKS (WHY??? THE VILLAGE IS BUILT AROUND A GEYSER, HAS A WATERFALL, AND MULTIPLE SMALL CREEKS. THE GROUND IS GOING TO BE MUDDY AS HELL). The Hatchling does wear boots when in their space suit though.

The Hatchling is the only traveler that doesn't have an Outer Wilds patch sewn on their space suit (which makes me sad :( maybe it's because they're supposed to get their patch once they complete their first solo flight? they'll never have a chance to earn their patch....). Esker also doesn't have one, but it's likely because we never see them in their space suit.

Proportion-wise, Hearthians are generally top-heavy. While the exact proportion varies (ex: Hornfels and Slate have almost perfect 50-50 upper-lower body ratios while Riebeck's legs are only half the length of their torso), Hearthian legs are usually about the same length as their torso.

Because Hearthians are top-heavy, their arms are also longer than ours. Their hands fall right below the crotch (just like in humans). Their hands are also really big. Human hands are approximately the size of our faces (from chin to eyebrow) while Hearthian hands are the size of their entire skull.

The third finger of Hearthian hands is thicker than the other two fingers, and all of their fingers are thicker than our fingers. It makes it easy to draw because we can use our own hands as reference without having to squish the bones in our palms to match Hearthian hands haha

I'm sure most of us have noticed that Hearthians have unique patterning. Common patterns include spots and leopard spots. Gossan is unique in that their spots form stripes. The color and density of the spots varies as well. Most of the Hearthians tend to have spots along the sides of their skull, their upper face and ears, and the sides of their neck. Hornfels has almost no spots, just some spotting along their eyes, ears, and neck. Spinel has spots that resemble freckles that cover their entire face, ears, and forehead, but has almost no spots on their skull. Gossan is again unique in their patterning as their spots are along the front of the skull and back of their neck.

Every single Hearthian has a unique eye, mouth, and skull shape, which is an insane detail to add from an art direction perspective. Every Hearthian is already distinguishable from more obvious design choices, like height and clothes, so unique face shapes are entirely unnecessary, especially since most players will probably never talk to the other Hearthians more than once, much less remember what they look like beyond the travelers. Some Hearthians have narrow jaws while others have squarer jaws. Some Hearthians have droopy eyes while others are doe-eyed. Some Hearthians have an upward tilt to their lips while others have a downwards tilt. Some Hearthians have a long oval face while others have a square face. Some Hearthians have resting bitch face while others have an easy smile. This are details that only insane people who stare at the Hearthian models for hours find *coughs*

TLDR; The Hearthians have a lot of cool unique features but only insane people would go out to find them

[autumnmobile12]

Finishing Touches on Malicious Compliance

Fanart for the Endeavor Agency Annual Christmas Party because I just felt like it.

It's kinda weird drawing them with the height differences in mind and showing how tall Touya is compared to the women in his family. We know Fuyumi is 5'3" and Touya clocks it in at 5'9". Rei doesn't have an official height listed, but we can see in the family shot she is a little shorter than Fuyumi. So I put her mother Grandma Himura's height about the same at 5' exactly.

Also, I don't know if there was an attempt to contain Touya's fluffy hair, but if there was, I think the ladies gave up pretty quick.

Part 2

...

With Touya wearing a woman's kimono, this seems like a good time to bring up gender identity. In the Ambush Sim AU, he does identify as male, but he is not opposed to wearing feminine clothing for comfort/practicality purposes, or in this case, pure spite. So I suppose that's a characteristic that skews more demi-masculine(?) orientation. Except I think if anybody tries to pin down exactly how Touya identifies, all they're gonna get is a shrug because he is long past the point of caring about labels. When it comes to gender identity and which public restroom to use, Touya is very much in Camp 'Just Wash Your Hands When You're Done And We'll Get Along Fine.' So while wearing a woman's kimono may have started out as malicious compliance against his father, it may also have served as some self-realization for him. Here, he's a teenager who missed out on three years of mental/physical/emotional development and figuring himself out. And he has a very encouraging and understanding grandmother.

In any case, I hope I'm using the demi-masculine term correctly. I know someone in real life who identifies as demi-feminine, and she said this was accurate, so I'm trusting her opinion.

...

You would not believe the amount of research I put into drawing their kimono accurately according to situation/season. Because kimono do have seasonal patterns/colors and are varied by formality, age, and sometimes marital status of the wearer.

So breaking down the kimono in the fanart to the best of my understanding:

All three of them are wearing homoungi, a semi-formal to formal kimono that is typically worn by guests to formal parties, such as a wedding, graduation ceremony, dinner party, etc. Since the Endeavor Agency Christmas party is a company event, I figured it would be considered semi-formal. Homoungi are generally characterized by having a pattern along the hem, sleeves, and over the left shoulder seam.

The kimono colors:

With winter colors, shades of red are popular, but otherwise, more neutral colors work just as well. Since Grandma Himura is an elderly widow, I thought dark green would be a good choice since it's not flashy and more what you'd expect a dignified older woman to wear. (That's a cultural thing, not my personal opinion!) The pattern on hers is bamboo stalks and leaves. Fuyumi's kimono is white with bare branches and camellia blossoms. Touya's is a wintry blue (actually, that's same color as the rindou flowers) and has a roughly drawn yukiwa motif. Yukiwa is a Japanese pattern made to resemble snowflakes or flowers.

Obi:

Again, neutral colors/patterns. Or at least ones that complement the kimono. Fuyumi's scarlet one matches the flowers. Touya's is black lacquer (urushi) with abstract silver embroidery. Grandma Himura's obi is white for snow with abstract flowers in silver embroidery.

Kanzashi:

Again, winter-themed hair pieces, so Touya's is a carnation arrangement hana-kanzanshi and Fuyumi has a camellia. Touya's also wearing a wisteria kanzashi, which I don't think are considered winter flowers, but I like the look of them, so they were included. If you look closely, they also have little bells. Grandma Himura's is mostly hidden because of how she's standing, but she's wearing a tama-kanzashi and a kushi.

Deepest apologies for any inaccuracies above. I am not a kimono expert and I did the best I could with what I had to work with.

...

I realized something rather sad while drawing this. In The Summer Camp Ambush Simulation, it's mentioned Grandma Himura died a few weeks after Touya's eighteenth birthday, so he can't be any older than sixteen or seventeen in this fanart. Since I don't think he made any public appearances so soon after returning home, he's more likely seventeen years old here.

Seventeen years old, it's Christmas, and he has a January birthday. So Grandma Himura dies in maybe two months after this, and I swear I did not intentionally set it up to be that tragic!

[radiance1]

Okay, Teddy bear au, child Danny au, mixed together with a twist. GO!

So, in this au Danny had his accident earlier than in canon, I would say about 5-10 on the scale meter you can decide how accurately aged he is. The Teddy bear is Danny's true body, however, he does have this ability like astral projection or something.

Basically, his human body he can call out, though his toy body is his true one. He can walk just fine as a teddy bear, but human body gives him more height and fingers and he can give himself a hug too!

Danny, genuinely, does not understand the concept of death, and why it's bad. Because he died, and he's still alive, he can still do everything he did when he was alive.

He's like half dead and half alive so he's the exception but ANYWAYS.

Danny ends up in another dimension, he doesn't know how, but he does. He doesn't understand the concept of death, because how he sees it, death isn't the end. So, there you have a toddler, a toddler with extremely powerful abilities, who doesn't understand why death is bad and that not everyone can come back from it and isn't both emotionally and mentally mature enough to use his powers responsibly.

So, what happens?

Pure, and utter, chaos.

Sometimes Danny is having fun, other times he's mad, other times sad. None of those are good things for everyone else around, people would die, buildings would crumble, etc, etc.

All because of this [insert age here] year old child with a Teddy Bear.

Insert Klarion the witch boy.

Who sees this child, filled with the potential to cause mass amounts of chaos and create fun. who is instinctively walking the path of a budding Chaos Lord despite not having magic, and who is yet to be swayed by Order or any other force.

Well, we'll just say Klarion finds himself with a new friend!

[chotachica]

I need someone to make a modern dunmeshi au but with everyone as like ,their "tall men"/Human ¿¿ versions, with their respective human ages and heights equivalent and everything. Why?? Biblically accurate chilshi. I just want tall face hair Chilchuck and Senshis 40-50yo exceptional Old Man Yaoi

[bluedablue]

All my Mane 6 designs! Character design HC and explanations under the cut

Some explanations for the designs-

TWILIGHT

My hc about Alicorns is that they become more "Biblicaly accurate" as they age/use their powers, gaining atributes like multiple ears and floating hair (Twilight got these before she should, after she held the powers of the 3 alicorns during Tirek's attack), multiple wings and tails, curved horns, multiple eyes, etc. Celestia and Luna sport most of these attributes, but keep then hidden most of time to not freak out their little ponies, except when doing important magical jobs like raising the sun and moon. (Luna tends to show them off during her nighttime visits).

Before getting her wings, Twilight was originaly the same size as Rarity. Not much changed right after her ascention, but holding the power of 3 alicorns during Tirek's attack accelerated her physical transformation by giving her extra ears, floating hair, making her taller and other pony race's attributes (More feathers and bulkier build). It will take a long time for her to become as big as Celestia.

APPLEJACK

VERY TALL. While Applejack has that famous Earth pony magic that makes you extra strong, she also comes from a very long draft pony lineage that increases her strenght to ridiculous amounts. She is almost big enough to be considered a horse instead of a pony. I changed her colors to be more "earthy" and her cutie mark to match Granny Smith, Big Mac and Applebloom's pelts, I think it's a cute detail that adds fun colors.

FLUTTERSHY

Althought both her parents are pegasus, there is a whole lot of unicorn ancestry in Flutter's family tree, which is why she is taller than the average unicorn. She has a classic unicorn height and elegance that is very admired and sought after in model agencies in Canterlot, so Flutter is considered very beautiful and eye-catching for a lot of ponies, which for her is more of a curse than a blessing. I imagine she is that type of friend who looks beautiful without any effort, and is completely oblivious to it.

RARITY

She has the average mare size. I wanted Rarity to have this air of effortless beauty, but she actually puts a lot of effort and time in mantaining her hooves, mane and pelt to always look gorgeous. My favorite detail on her future design was the gray streaks in her mane. Being the queen of self love, Rarity would absolutely embrace her greying mane as part of herself and show it with pride.

RAINBOW

Pegasus tend to be smaller in size, but Rainbow is even slightly smaller. I inspired her wings on the Hummingbird's and I wanted them to be very, VERY colorful. I like the idea that pegasus somewhat follow bird logic, and find colorful feathers and manes very attractive. I wanted to give her some faded scars from inevitable accidents that would happen in her life as a Wonderbolt, also shortened her tail and put less colors since it might have looked a little too much with all of them.

PINKIE

I absolutely love the shetland pony Pinkie headcanon, so I made her as fluffy as I could! She is quite the anomaly genetically speaking, since she not only manifested her pink from an ancestor on her mom's side, she also somehow manifested feathers from a pegasus ancestor on her dad's side! I also hc him being a draft horse, which when you look wayyy back on his family tree, you will find Pinkie's shared ancestry with Applejack!

___

These are just my headcanons, I like trying to follow the canon lore but I break it when I wanna have some fun building off and doing my own thing, lol

Also english is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes!

[skullytotheark]

Timothy Wright “Masky”

For beginners and people who want accurate/canonical lore

[i spent an hour writing about tim lore so i said fuck it and decided to post]

[NOTE: Alot of this is canon Tim lore except for headcanon stuff, The Original source for Tim is Marble Hornets.]

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Bio

Name: Timothy Wright 

Current Age: 35 [late 20s when marble hornets ends]

Height: 5’6

Canonical Physical appearance: Timothy Wright is a slightly chubby build man with noticeable stubble and sideburns along with a combover hairstyle

Tim’s overall personality: Tim is a level-headed, cautious person, but he is not afraid enough of his advisories for them to disable him. Tim can also be socially awkward at times but tends to be calm a lot of the time

Canonical sexuality: Asexual [Confirmed by Tim Sutton]

Original source material: Marble Hornets [2009]

Creator: THAC TV [The Marble hornets crew], Troy Wagner, Joseph Delage [Writers of marble hornets] and Tim Sutton [Actor of Timothy Wright]

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Lesser known facts

Tim’s final words to Brian who is revealed to be Hoody in entry 86, Were “I’ll Kill you”

When Jay is reading Tim’s files in entry 60.5, There is a noticeable detail in the documents that says “Does patient smoke” or something of this nature and it is ticked “Someone in the house smokes,” Implying that one of his family members smoke and this habit soon grew onto him

In entry ######, The person speaking throughout the video is confirmed to be Tim [the actor], Which Means that this is the first and last time where Masky has spoke

Tim was going to college originally wanting to do photography [confirmed by Tim or Troy]

Despite popular belief, Masky / Tim is not a proxy. This being confirmed from the multiple times both Masky & Hoody constantly avoid or run away from the Operator / Slenderman. 

After we are led to believe the worst when Marble Hornets ended [believing that Tim offed himself]. Skully in issue 3.5 from the official Marble Hornets comics confirms that Tim is in fact Still alive. This statement is also made true in the canceled Clear Lakes 44 series by Troy Wagner when we see footage of Tim returning to a normal life and working moving supplies 

OOC fact that i think more people should probably know about: The Cheesecake joke is a fatphobic joke made via the creepypasta fandom along with other viewers who would make negative remarks towards Tim's weight, Tim later develope a eating disorder because of the constant insults he got about his weight

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[Canon] Important events & Lore for Tim

[For people who don't wanna sit through the entire series and kinda want it summarized through]

[NOTE: make note that I will be updating certain points if they are incorrect lorewise since alot of this is based off of my own interpretations and memories of the marble hornets series]

Tim’s childhood:

At First Timothy Wright was a very normal lad, Although socially awkward and having a slightly shaky relationship with his mother and father, Tim was considered a normal child. However It is when Tim is 8 to 12 this is when he’s beginning to experience symptoms that are under the hallucination and schizophrenia category. After multiple visits to the doctor his mother “Janet Wright” finally decides to send Tim to the local psychiatric ward where he is further treated by the doctors within the ward, But no matter what they’ve tried it seem that every now and then Tim will have a episode where he breaks out of the ward and run into the local park rosswood national park or hide in a maintenance tunnel which was close to the ward. Always claiming that he was hiding from whatever that he was seeing before bringing him back and locking Tim into his room and giving him large doses of his medication. 

College:

A Couple Of Years Later, [around early 2000s] Tim is released into the world and is stable enough to go to college and get proper education, Tim originally studied for photography however it is when his close friend “Brian Thomas” introduces Tim to “Alex Kralie”, Brian was originally auditioning for Alex’s student film “Marble Hornets” but soon Tim was somewhat pressured  into auditioning himself. Alex takes note of both of the two’s auditions and later hires them for his student film. Everything started off very tame, The cast would often go off to small locations and film for the movie until later on Alex seemingly becomes more paranoid and slightly aggressive towards his cast. While location hunting with Alex Tim takes him to an old abandoned location near his psychic ward he spent as a child, However after Alex pestered him about the ward Tim soon unwillingly showed him the ward where Alex later attempted to kill Tim. Tim narrowly escapes Alex and although Tim had no memory of this encounter Tim & Alex soon loose touch

Mid Marble Hornets:

[#54 to #59]

In the early 2010s Having no memory of most of the filming during Marble Hornets, Tim was now living a somewhat stable life with a small job. Everything seemed surprisingly normal in life until one of Brian’s Mutuals “Jay Merrick” requests a few of the tapes Tim had that he was given to by Alex so he can use some of the scenes to finish the Marble Hornets Film Alex was working on. Tim gives the tapes to Jay and Jay asks Tim to take him to one of the locations him and Alex visited to, Although slightly skeptical Tim agrees and takes him to the abandoned location. Jay strangely having a weird fixation on the abandoned ward next door to the location Tim originally took Jay to, While roaming within the halls Jay notices a hooded figure roaming down the halls and chases after him. Very suspicious of Jay’s behavior after this encounter, Tim discovers the “Marble Hornets Youtube Channel” and realizes that Jay was lying to him about wanting to finish the film. Tim confronts Jay in a parking lot and tells Jay to never talk to him again. However Tim’s medication was stolen by the Hooded figure that appeared in the ward and Tim has a seizure, When it ended Tim didn’t seem like his regular self as he dawns a mask from the hooded figure before entering rosswood park, Jay following the two in an attempt to help Tim while he was in this strange autopilot like state where Tim is extremely hostile and non talkative.

Masky: “A Mask Of My Own Face”

[Appearances:#18, #19, #23, #33, #35, #45  #50, #52, #61, #76 and # 86]

Originally appearing in entry 18, This strange state Tim appears in every now and then where Tim is mute and often hostile to most People. A possible Theory is that this State is the body’s self defense mechanism for an entity known as the Operator who has haunted Tim all of his life and is the possible reason he spent most of his childhood in a psychiatric ward in the first place. As mentioned this mechanism seemingly puts the body in an autopilot like state where Tim acts without second thought. The Hooded Figure seemingly knew this and exploited Tim’s defense mechanism to have Tim attack Alex multiple times, During one of these attacks Tim attacked Alex [who was visiting an abandoned location with Jay] wearing a white Mask that had black outlines going around the edge of the mask, Black teardrop shaped outlines going around the mask’s eyeholes, U shaped eyebrows and lips painted onto the white mask with black sharpie or paints. During this attack Alex tied Tim and had Jay hold him down before Alex smashed and broke Tim’s leg with a block of cement [this action from Alex caused conflict between him and Jay]. In another attack with Alex the hooded man distracted Alex as Tim got the upper hand and threw Alex to the ground, Tim then tries to smash Alex’s head in with the Rock but fails so attempts to choke him. However this attack failed and the two ran off when they noticed that the Operator was protecting Alex.

“The End Days”

[#63 to 83]

Towards The End. After Jay and Tim make an agreement to help each other, The Two begin going location to location in attempts of finding any pieces to the puzzle Jay has been trying to solve for years now, In attempts to avoid Alex the two would go hotel to hotel while constantly going to new locations slowly but surely piecing things together. During this Time Tim and Jay form a small friendship between each other while also sharing possible theories to what happened during marble hornets, Such as Where to find a missing person named Jessica Locke and why Alex did all of this. However things take a turn when Jay and Tim are attacked by the Operator while searching at Alex’s old house, This attack sending Jay in a state where he is barely aware of his surroundings and aimlessly wandering. Of course Tim tries to lessen the side effects from this attack by giving Jay some of his medication however Jay is very stubborn and seemingly refuses any help while in this state. A short while later when Tim and Jay discover that Alex was hiding in Tim’s house waiting for Tim to come back so he could kill Tim and hopefully Jay, A small argument sparked between the two about whether they should go to the house or not, They soon go to Tim’s house to learn that Alex was kidnapped by the hooded man and is holding him at a abandoned school. However Jay soon attacked Tim and snatched a tape recording that Tim was hiding from him, Jay leaves and watches the tape to find that the hooded man and Tim [while in autopilot state] abducted Jessica possibly in an attempt to drag her out of the whole marble hornets mess, The three go to Rosswood park only for Alex to attack them, Jessica defends herself from Alex when realizing Alex was the threat and not the two masked men before retreating in the forest only for the Operator to abduct her. Learning the contents within the tape only caused conflict to spiral between Tim and Jay when Jay pinned the blame on, Jay attempts to attack Tim but Tim disarms and ties Jay up, informs he’s going to the abandoned shool and leaves Jay at his house. While Tim was having a coughing fit moments after he exits the school and runs to his car he hears a loud gunshot, He recollects himself to find Jay’s camera which shows that Alex shot Jay and in response lock himself in a room only for the Operator to kidnap Jay. Upon learning about this Tim pins the blame on both Alex and the hooded man, A few days later Tim and the hooded man have a fight that led to the Hooded man falling out of the window and to his death. Leaving only Tim and Alex left,

“The Day, The Music Died"

[2014]

In the final days, Tim and Alex was teleported to different locations Tim has been to during marble hornets, The two often exchanging blows to each other while Tim attempts to persuade Alex into stopping this madness, However Alex believes that everyone he had killed was infected with a sickness and that if he hadn’t kill them the sickness would spread, Tim’s counter argument to this is that Alex was only being used by The Operator as a source of power. However when Alex finally gets a grip on Tim, Tim stabs Alex in the neck before stabbing him multiple times in defense. Ending the madness, A few days later Tim was last seen interacting Jessica who was revealed to be alive until Tim suddenly disappeared off the face of the earth. 

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Personal Headcanons

Tim often avoids wearing clothing that he wore during marble hornets, Especially his Tan jacket he wore as Masky.

Tim sometimes gets recognized as the “Masky guy from That one web series”, A Lot of the time he tends to avoid interacting with people who recognized him since what happened during Marble Hornets greatly scarred and traumatized him. But every now every than he kinda has a small outburst where he basically says “Don’t talk to me or bring that shit up” before storming off

Tim often spots Skully in the distance watching him, Skully is the walking and breathing embodiment of everything and everyone he wants to forget but no matter how hard he tries Skully just seems to find them, Alot of the time he tends to ignore them but recently Skully has been standing in places where they are more noticeable so Tim can see Them, But whenever Tim asks if anyone saw Skully they don’t know what he’s talking about. He’s not even sure if Skully is real at this point.

The Operator doesn’t seem to stalk Tim as much as he expects, The Operator in fact barely follows him anymore due to the lack of conflict Tim has been involved him, Basically meaning that Tim is semi free from this parasitic worm clinging onto him and using him as a source for violence. But of course Tim doesn’t know this and is still extremely paranoid.

Tim finally is doing his original passion which is photography. He often tends to avoid going into wooded areas but every now and then he notices that sometimes his photos contain a bluejay in the background which, Sometimes saddens him but mostly makes him feel better. Tim usually takes photos of small flowers and places that often have beautiful scenery 

Tim has a job in repairing computers and getting rid of viruses on old people’s computers. But 99% of the time he’s standing at the cash register having old people ask weird and specific questions about the camera models they’re buying, Sometimes he wonders if working at mcdonalds is better but he does like getting paid

Proxy Tim AU

In this canon/au where Tim is working as a Proxy, Tim is seemingly hypnotized into working for The Operator. But little does the Operator know Tim is slowly but surely slipping out of his puppet like state

Alot of the time Tim hates interacting with other proxies, They’re so loud and honestly so disgusting. Tim is a regular guy amongst a crowd of killers who get their kicks off of killing innocent people just because this eldritch like being tells them to. He kinda finds them pathetic… 

Tim despises himself for working for the Operator, Tim thought he couldn't hate himself anymore but he has proven himself wrong yet again. He’s becoming more and more unphased by being told what to do by the Operator and it scares him. He doesn’t want to become like Alex but it seems that there’s no stopping that now. 

Tim’s original mask has seen better days. Every now and then he does attempt to clean it but staples and glue can't do a lot when your mask was crushed by a bunch of junk after you throw it away. So eventually Tim does get a fresh mask which has slightly smaller eyeholes and more pronounced lips then the last one but overall both masks have the same paint job, Also worth mentioning that Tim dons a new fur collar jacket and black leather/plastic gloves 

[dol-dolly]

Hi!! Tell me how your pc’s would interact with mine??? I desperately want to play Barbies but i feel so awkward trying to foist them on other pc’s. I know a damn lot of us feel this way so this is my selfish invitation!!!

Ash the Cherished:

-abandoned at the orphanage at 7

-dreams of life outside of town

-spacey and impractically romantic

-desperately wants people to love her

-main LIs Kylar and Eden because they’re the most possessive (it would be the Great Hawk, but she’s scared of heights).

-truly in love with Remy from afar to her own detriment

Candy the Sweetheart:

-has no idea where she’s from and has convinced herself she doesn’t care

-loves clothes and getting her hair done and owes Bailey money because she spends all of her office work salary immediately after she gets it

-flirtatious but rather reserved sexually until she likes you. then she’s a freak.

-always has gum. whether she shares it depends on how well you compliment or catcall her

-she adores presents, except for chocolate. (she gives all her chocolate to Juno).

-main LI Avery because she’s dreamed about being a sugar baby her whole life (he also gave her the nickname Candy when she was way too young for him to be thinking about her, and gave her her first ever present. he asked Bailey to tell him when he loosened the reins so he could date her immediately).

Gabriel the Blind:

-temple reject after the Ivory Wraith stole their virginity

-grew up a promising temple kid like Sydney, and resents them for it now that they’ve been outcast

-gained their wings at a young age, and slowly grew more eyes like a biblically-accurate angel. now has scars where they used to be (including two that look like top surgery scars).

-losing this advanced sight has made them severely near sighted, in a way glasses can’t help, which makes them slower to get places and gives them higher encounter rates. there’s nothing pervs love more than prey that can’t run away

-loves pleasuring people, believing it the only way they can find happiness in their circumstances. especially other orphans or people cast from the temple. but also sometimes pleasures people against their will, like if they’re in the stocks and Gabriel is feeling needy…

-wants to take down the temple but has too much ennui to actually do anything

-is trying to figure out how to worship the Ivory Wraith, because what are they without a higher power??

-solitary and non-commital until he meets the Great Hawk and learns he can fly again 😩

[vilandel]

Crush, the Emerald Turtle ☘️

(Black Clover OC Profile ☘️)

This is an OC I share custody with @chaptersonetoinfinity and it's also basically my first animal OC AND it's even a species we invented for the world of Black Clover. So, please welcome Crush, the Emerald Turtle and more than pet of house Silva ����

☘️☘️☘️

Basic Information

Name: Crush, also Crush Silva on gatherings

Age: when found, a bit more than a week, currently 1 year

Birthday: 8th of July (the day he was found)

Sign: Cancer

Human Friends: The four Silva Siblings plus their respective partners

Birthplace: Beach of Raque

Current Location: Clover Kingdom, Silva Palace

Species: Emerald Turtle

Likes: Humor, laughing, his human friends

Dislikes: When his human friends are hurt, VERY loud noises

About Emerald Turtles: Emerald Turtles are a special kind of turtles that belong to the animals born with mana. Which means that they have runes on their shells and can emanate natural mana, especially once adult.

Like normal turtles, emerald turtles live in groups or to be more accurate, in a bale. They lie their eggs on beaches and once out of the eggs, the baby turtles join the sea.

As babies, the shell of emerald turtles is the same for males and females, a dark nacreous green. It's only after each molt that the shell becomes shinier and that the difference can be seen. Male turtles have a shiny emerald green shell while females have a marbled jade green, but both have runes on it, shimmering with mana.

Emerald turtles are also known in Hino, but under the name of jade turtles. They're a bit considered like divine creatures or guardians from the gods back there, since jade is also considered a divine gem. The beliefs in Hino are saying that it brings misfortune when someone hurts a jade turtle.

In fact, emerald turtles or rather their shells are very well searched for their natural mana. Of course, once they molt, it is possible to take the pieces of the molted shells, the mana won't fade from it. But of course, stupid beliefs are strong and many corrupt nobles believe that only a whole shell is worthy, so they chase emerald turtles and kill them to gain the shells. The hunt of emerald turtles is illegal in Clover and no matter how much power a noble has, Damnatio Kira is one of the most radical fighters against the hunt of Emerald Turtles and even of endangered species in general. Damnatio won't be bribed when it's about this topic. Any noble who get captured hunting emerald turtles, can't except any mercy from Damnatio on that matter... the punishments are very big.

The shell of the baby turtles are rather fragile, while the ones of adults are very solid, except when it's time to molt. Also, emerald turtles are glowing in the dark. The shells more of course, the rest of the body is more subtle.

Emerald turtles, unlike normal turtles, are rather fast and can themselves back around once they're one their back. They also have a sense of humor and are known to have a sweet, pearly laugh.

Last but not least, emerald turtles have a very long longevity. The oldest emerald turtle known was over 500 years old at the moment she died.

Appearance:

Shell Color: Dark nacreous green as baby, a shiny emerald green with some runes as an adult.

Eye Color: A very dark green

Skin Color: A brighter shade of emerald green

Height: 5 cm when born, 120 cm as a full grown adult

Personality:

Crush is a very humorous turtle, always in mood for a laugh. He is also very attaching, as he grow to love the Silvas and preferred to stay with them instead of going back to the sea.

Like any emerald turtle, he munches on clothes when he imprints on someone, which he did first with Solid and Rosette, then with the others. He likes being held as a baby, going on people heads for example. Even Nozel let him rest on his head. As for Vanessa, Crush likes being under her witch hat, sometimes he popped out of it with a pearly laugh.

Crush is more easygoing, but he can go feral when he has to defend his family. As an adult, his bites can hurt a lot. He is not often in this mode, only when it's to protect the humans he came to love. In his mind, those are his bale and so, he has to defend them.

He can also be very empathetic and give some kind of comfort when one of his favorite humans are sad.

As an adult turtle, he adores being a ride or even a sled to the next generation of Silvas.

Last but not least, Crush adores being petted.

Background:

Depending on the story I write (or the stories written by @chaptersonetoinfinity), some details about how Crush became the Silva Turtle differ, but the basis remains the same. In most of them, though, it's Solid and Rosette who find Crush first.

Crush was born like his littermate on the beach near Raque. But as he was about to go the sea with the rest of the baby turtles, he found himself catches in a fisher net and part of his shell got broken as he got out after a while. So, Crush remained on the beach while the other babies joined the bale.

Luckily for Crush, Solid and Rosette went on a small vacation on Raque, just the two of them, while they were still engaged (and only slowly starting to fell in love with each other). One day, Solid stumbled on Crush. Seeing that it was a baby emerald turtle with a broken shell, Rosette convinced Solid to bring the little guy too Owen.

Owen was able to repair the hole in the shell, but said that the little guy has to wait for the next molt to get an unbroken one. Meanwhile, Crush grow actually attached to Solid and Rosette, starting to munch on their clothes. Which meant, according to Owen, that he imprinted on them and somehow considered them as his "mama" and "papa".

Which also meant that Solid and Rosette had no other choice than bring this little guy with them back to the Silva Palace. There, after a huge surprise from the rest of the family (and some cursing from Nebra and Zora), all of them started to grow attached to the little guy. Especially Vanessa, who got inspired to make turtlenecks and clothes with turtle patterns for each of them. As for Crush, he ended up imprinting on Nozel, Vanessa, Nebra, Zora, Noelle and Asta as well (even though he bit Asta in the fingers first, because obviously Asta was way too loud).

It was Solid in the end who gave Crush his name, as he stated that he almost crushed himself when found him. But Vanessa interpreted it as having a crush on someone.

Crush was more a new family member than a pet for the Silvas. He was free to go around, got his own water tank with his own room, was free to swim in the palace pool and most importantly, was loved. Which is a lot coming from the Silvas, with their past and the fact that usually, animals didn't like them. But Crush was different, he loved the Silvas immediately (Zora is still shocked by that fact).

Trivia:

Crush was named after the sea turtle in Finding Nemo.

Since emerald turtles have a long lifespan, Crush became some kind of Guardian for house Silva over many years, making turtles the second animal of the house, next to eagles.

When he died at a very old age, he was buried among the Silvas.

Yamis density about Charlottes feelings never stopped making Crush laugh.

Solid won't easily admit it, but he's a real softie for Crush. In a way, like with Rosette, Crush was one of the first creatures to like him immediately... and that meant a lot for him.

Rosette has read a lot about emerald turtles and so, knew how to handle Crush. She even read him stories and he loved that.

Crush is also a shipper. For example, he nudged Asta in Noelles direction once, laughed while observing Zora and Nebra flirting aggressively or closed a door when he saw Nozel and Vanessa kissing.

Nozel grew very attached to Crush that sometimes he took him with him at the Silver Eagles. But no one dared to mock or to say something, as Nozel would glare coldly at anyone mention something.

It also meant a lot for him because Crush is in a way the first creature to love him immediately from the start since his mother died.

Vanessa loves to baby talk Crush, who laughs about it.

She likes doing turtle themed and green clothes because of him.

Nebra came to talk to Crush as she was casually talking to someone else. And since Vanessas turtle inspired clothes, she grew fond of some shades of green.

Zora loves to use Crush to make small pranks. Crush laughs about it.

Noelle finds Crush one of the cutest not annoying things in the world.

Asta might have been bitten when he first met Crush, but he adores the turtle. When Crush grew older, Asta took him to do workout. Crush once slapped his head, because it was getting too much.

Yami calls Crush a jade turtle instead of emerald turtle. A habit from Hino. He also has the supersticion that it brings misfortune to hurt a emerald/jade turtle... and that it would bring him luck in gambles to have Crush with him.

He often tried to bring Crush to his gambles, but the Silvas refused, as well as their partners. Yami gave Vanessa, Zora, Noelle and Asta huge cleaning toilet chores after some refusals.

Crush is one of the very rare ones to actually like Damnatio.

Crush becomes friends with Salamander, so Fuegoleon often comes over so that those two can have a play date in a way.

Of course, you can imagine that Julius adores Crush and emerald turtles in general.

[transfaabulous]

Off the heels of that last post, like.

The last time I Know that I got viewed as a woman was when my body shape was completely obscured by a brightly colored winter coat. It went past my hips. I was also wearing a mask, so my face was covered, too.

Was it my height? No, I've personally encountered men maybe two feet tall who were not only recognizable as men, but as grown adults, and from behind.

But then again, I'm not a little person; I don't have congenital short stature. It's not unlikely that little people get assessed/gendered differently by the average person due to different height metrics.

I mean, most likely is that little people get degendered due to their stature in an ableist world, which, as a disabled person, I definitely understand. In this case, the average person would consciously have to assign a gender the individual, because ableism intersects with hegemonic gendering.

I genuinely don't know what cues people use to gender others. My specific brand of autism makes me better at figuring cues out that the average person adheres to unquestioningly, and yet I still scratch my head at some of this.

I don't want to have to affect a specific posture that hurts me just because that's what people view as pericishet male.

Queer men and mascs have a lot in common with the disabled demographic.

The little person I mentioned earlier? I could tell that he had affected numerous behaviors in order to claim his adulthood. He wasn't achondroplastic or anything, he was proportioned more like someone of average height, but with a slightly bigger head.

But I, as someone who has looked incredibly young even before I began to present masculinely, felt a connection with him. The way he stood. The way he held his cigarette confidently. His stony, mature expression, which lasted until I smiled at him — and he smiled back, which made him look years younger than his at least partially cigarette-induced wrinkles would suggest.

Perceptions of age, sexuality, abledness, race, culture, class, and so many other factors influence society's view of any one individual's gender. Anyone who doesn't fit the mold must necessarily work abnormally hard in other areas to receive any sort of equivalent gender recognition.

Dooes the average white American really consider a hyperfeminine Black woman with a weave, long fake nails, and revealing clothing choices to be a woman in the same way as the average feminine while woman? Or, given the adultification of Black girls and the denigration of Black femininity, would this womanhood seem put upon and exaggerated? maybe even desperate?

Or could it be that they like the way they look, are absolutely women, and the average white American needs to reassess their racism and sexism? their misogynoir?

What about East Asian men? Would an East Asian strongman, a sportsman, someone direct and rude, make the average white American reassess where he is placed on the gender scale? Would that be enough to make him equivalent to a white man's manhood? Would he be accepted within that hegemony? Would he be seen as an exception to sociocultural prejudicial assumptions?

Anyway, this is all stuff that has been discussed to death in gender studies. Why, you ask?

BECAUSE MASCULINITY STUDIES IS ALSO A PART OF GENDER STUDIES.

GENDER STUDIES HAS NOT BEEN LIMITED TO WOMEN FOR MANY, MANY DECADES, NOW.

Masculinity studies researches how [dis]ability, race, age, cultural background, class, and other intersections affect gender. One of the most emotional experiences I can recall my having had on Tumblr is seeing the leading transandrophobia/transmisandry posters echo points that I've personally read in academic publications from the 1980s. And these publications, though clumsily and period-accurately, nonetheless made a point to include pointedly neutral and unjudging mentions of transgender men and women in their assessments!

This has gotten away from me, but the point is, like. there are so many factors that broader normative society uses to gender everyone. We are still debating what makes masculinity the right kind of masculinity to be judged by this crowd as masculine enough to be male within an enforced binary. We are still debating what makes femininity the right kind of femininity to be judged as feminine enough to be female within an enforced binary.

We are still discussing how an enforced binary creates different classes of men, women, "failed" men, "failed" women, and more.

There are so many factors.

I don't know where I'm going with this. Maybe it's just a rant. But, I'd like to hear others' thoughts on this. Even more, I'd love it if we could bring masculinity studies into transandrophobia/transmisandry theory.

Tumblr's doing great stuff. At the same time, we're independently rediscovering issues that have been known for decades that have nonetheless not yet been viewed through a transfeminist/transmasculinist/transegalitarian lens.

Imagine how much we could do if we had already included knowledge of things that, again, have deen established academic research topics for decades.

...Still not sure how I got here from a post about passing, but sure, what the hell.

[toweringclam]

Dandadan OC: The Hat Man

Note: This is written in the format of a mid-arc wiki article. I'll post the third entry in this series later, discussing the big twist of the arc.

Other Names: The Tall Man, The Slender Man, the Grinning Man, Men in Black, Ingrid Cold Race: Unknown Home Planet: Unknown Gender: Male? Status: Active Affiliation: US Government (Former) Combat Style: Stalking, Shapeshifting, Reality Alteration

The Hat Man is an entity of unknown origin stalking Jackie Kumamoto, a former apprentice of Seiko Ayase. It serves as the primary antagonist of the Hat Man arc.

Appearance

The Hat Man has a highly variable appearance. It can vary in height from around 7 feet tall to upwards of 12 feet tall. Most often it lacks a face, just blank skin in the vague approximation of facial features. However, sometimes its skin will split and peel back to reveal a wide, toothy grin or lidless eyes. It doesn't seem to need these features and may just display them to frighten others. It seems to be able to grow extra arms (its clothes adjusting accordingly), in addition to extending tendrils from its back. Regardless, It's always wearing a black suit and tie with its signature wide-brimmed fedora hat, and it carries a briefcase in one left arm that it never opens. It's also pasty white and impossibly thin, with long and spindly arms.

The exception to this fluidity of form is its disguise as "Agent Ingrid Cold," which resembles a normal, stockily built, middle-aged human male. It appears to have some trouble retaining this form though, as its face gradually became more distorted the longer it talked to Officer Bega.

Personality

From its actions, the Hat Man appears to have a sadistic personality that takes great pleasure in causing as much fear and pain as possible in its victims. According to Kinta while acting as a Proxy, its only wish is for "humanity to die screaming." However, given his dramatic nature, this might not be accurate.

While its default form is mute, it's able to speak in its disguise as "Agent Ingrid Cold," but it displays a flat and neutral affect very different from its normal behavior. It also does a very poor job of imitating a human beyond the superficial, displaying strange behaviors like eating a bar of soap when offered or pouring hot coffee into its hand.

It seems to be under some form of binding, and while the full rules are unknown, some of those rules appear to include restrictions on who is a valid target and where it can manifest. Sometimes, when it comes up against one of these restraints, shackles appear on its arms and legs, and it visibly strains against them.

Background

Little is known about its background. At some point, it worked for the US government by intimidating witnesses to the paranormal or even making them disappear. Ingrid Cold's ID expired in 1993, however, so this may no longer be the case. The pattern that appears on its shackles matches the Serpoans' true forms, so it's likely they might have been involved somehow.

At some point shortly prior to the current arc, Jackie Kumamoto attempted an exorcism in America that went badly. The victim was not, in fact, possessed, but rather being used as a proxy by the Hat Man. This brought her in contact with him and made her his new primary target. Believing that she was certainly going to die, she returned to the Ayase household to make arrangements, unwittingly bringing the Hat Man along with her.

Powers & Abilities

Natural Abilities

Physical Prowess

Godly Physical Attributes: In terms of strength, speed, agility, and stamina, the Hat Man is unmatched. It's able to move faster than Okarun and outmaneuver Aira in their yokai forms, and can easily overpower the Evil Eye. No attack so far has been shown to harm it in any meaningful way. There may be limitations, as it has retreated when faced with heavy enough opposition, but thus far those limitations are unknown.

Mental Prowess

Tactical Intellect: The Hat Man is intelligent and manipulative, stalking and intimidating its victims to isolate them and drive them insane before claiming them.

Skill Set

Stealth: Despite its alarming appearance, the Hat Man is extremely adept at stalking its prey and remaining just out of sight. Its victims rarely notice it, though it makes a point to be visible in photographs and videos.

Supernatural Abilities

Shapeshifting: The Hat Man has incredible control over its form, able to grow and shrink in size, alter the number and shape of its of limbs, add and remove facial features, etc. However, it has difficulty maintaining a disguise as a human (though it seemed to have less trouble in flashbacks).

Mind Control: It has the ability to control certain people's minds and create "sleeper agents" called Proxies. They victims retain their original personalities but are twisted to the Hat Man's ends. Proxies don't know they're Proxies until the Hat Man decides to activate them. It appears that this effect is induced by seeking out information about the Hat Man, and can be blocked by a thin sheet of metal over the head (IE, a tin foil hat)

Empty Space Mastery: The Hat Man shows a greater control over Empty Space than any other creature in the series. It can warp reality at will, often creating impossible looping environments or teleporting people from one location to another. However, doing so weakens its Empty Space, which allowed Okarun to break through the membrane and make reality reassert itself.

Image Manipulation: The Hat Man is able to manifest through any image of itself. It can also "infect" images, placing a version of itself in the image for later use.

Notes

As of right now it is unclear what exactly The Hat Man is. It has traits similar to a spirit (invisible to people without spiritual awareness), yet its ability to assert Empty Space marks it as extraterrestrial.

[awokennerd]

Cloudstrider Monuments

Okay, i was gonna write this a while ago but never did. So, my boyfriend and I were hanging out in the Hall of Heroes after we finished the Strider exotic quest. My bf realized it there seemed to be way too many monuments around the room, considering the few things we knew off hand:

The collapse was 1600 years ago. We know this tidbit from Petra Venj. In the lore entry "Refusal" from Forsaken, there is this line: "She [Petra] bites back the rest: how she wishes that back in two-thousand-and-whatever, when the Darkness hurled mankind off the height of its Golden Age to plummet sixteen centuries into barbarism, it had done just a slightly better job." So we know that Neomuna have been around for approximately 1600 years.

Cloudstriders live 10 years, due to the augmentations they go through.

There are only ever two cloudstriders at once.

Alright, with this knowledge, we decided to count up all the monuments in the room and around it, which gave us 480 monuments. This number might not be entirely accurate, but it gives us a good estimate. Now let's divide this by two (since there are two cloudstriders at once) and we are down to 240. If this is multiplied by 10 (for the max amount of years a cloudstrider could live) we get 2400 years.

2400 years of Cloudstriders. Now, obviously this doesn't take into account that cloudstriders can die on duty (like Rohan), but it seems that the Neomuni live in relative peace besides occasionally dealing with the Vex. This also doesn't take into account the early days of Neomuna. We don't know how many cloudstriders there are at once originally, but it seems like there have never been many. We also don't really know how new/old of a concept cloudstriders are. Was Strider, the first cloudstrider, around 1600 years ago or more recently? So yeah, if we think cloudstriders have been around for 1600 years and you minus 1600 from 2400, that's still a good 800 years. It seems weird that there would be that many Cloudstriders. But who knows.

Honestly, my bf and I probably just over analyzed the Hall of Heroes after we got done roasting Quinn for being a bad archivist and having none of this important archival material to Neomuna's history backed up. So take this all with a grain of salt. Except for the 1600 years detail. I think a lot of people don't realize that D2 takes place in at least 3600 CE (and it's probably a lot later than that cause of we don't know how long the golden age was).

[gattnk]

Rector Cassidy and Rector Kubral will do what they must. They'll soldier on to the end.

I'm currently working on the redesigns for the Golden School staff; normally I would've started with Arkan and Temptel, but believe it or not Cassidy and Kubral were my first redesigns for this project! Yes, they precede even Raf and Sulfus in my sketchbook. I like to start with villains first when designing casts, since they tend to give me more wiggle room to be creative: this way I get to set the bar for the rest of the project, and I can make my heroes just as visually interesting. Here's my usual notes on the process:

The first step was understanding the characters and their motivations. Once I had their personalities and roles established, I could work on their appearance. I decided Kubral would embody brutality, and Cassidy, fear.

The themes stem from their origins: war is forever linked to brutality and fear as both causes and effects, so it makes sense that two generals personify them, since they too are both products and promulgators of war.

Kubral was easy enough to figure out. Heavy-looking square shapes, towering height accentuated by even taller horns, meaty claws that could snap you like a twig... As a whole, Kubral was based on gothic grotesques. I was also particularly inspired by Goliath from Disney's Gargoyles (his wings folding behind him like a cape is peak character design I tell you). All in all I simplified his original design to his most iconic features, with the addition of a forked beard as a symbol of power and authority.

Cassidy's design had to be much more subtle: fear is a thing that creeps on you, it catches you off-guard and overpowers you. My use of lean curves with sudden sharp angles is meant to represent just that. I included an eye motif to evoke an ever-present state of vigilance and paranoia; the eyes are also a callback to prophetic descriptions of angels, since I was very inspired by medieval stained glass at the time. This is the closest thing to a religious reference you'll get from me here!

I established early on in my creative process that, as angels and devils age, they gain new physical traits. Cassidy's carved halo and double pair of wings are a sign of her age and power. In Kubral's case, there's his tail and enlarged horns, wings and claws.

Cassidy's colors are derived from Raf's: blue, gold and white, sans the touch of red. The only "red" in Cassidy's color scheme is her faded ginger hair (no matter how much time passes, the enemy is still in her head). Her gloves and dark blue shirt underneath her white jacket symbolize her veiled intentions, and her shoes, the same shade as her shirt, represent the dark path she threads.

Kubral's hues are all shades of red (except for his hair, same principle as Cassidy's). This includes his eyes; you could say he "sees red" all the time. He's a straightforward character, so he doesn't conceal his old medals, his general rank proudly displayed on his chest. Still, Kubral is not just brawns, his cruelty motivates his more scheming side. He keeps an ace on his sleeve, or more accurately, his pocket: the tip of his tail is always hidden on his right side, so he may strike his enemies on their left with it.

Phew! If you think I overthink my character designs sometimes, you should see my scene notes regarding architecture lol. Still, I'm proud of my process with these two! For now they've only briefly appeared in my rewrite fic, but they'll get their moment to shine soon enough. Their plans will be certainly different from Season 2, so there's that to look forward to!

I'll Fly With You (rewrite fic) Art masterpost

[baileythebean]

Analysis post about: Ako! 🦋

⚠️WARNING⚠️ Trigger Warnings: brief mentions of kidnapping, threats, death threats, human experimentation, violence, blood/gore?? (Not heavy), trauma, transphobia

General Warning: Ako is an OC for Jujutsu Kaisen. He is also a relatively new OC and I have the ability to alter him as I consume more of the plot to make him more plot-accurate. I have only seen the 2 animated seasons of JJK as well as the movie and have only read a limited amount of the manga after that. That being said, this OC’s WHOLE EXISTENCE does not revolve around being plot-accurate OR what YOU think would be plot-accurate. I do take suggestions and ideas for lore and design since he is still under development, but keep in mind that he is MY OC and that gives ME the right to alter him as I see fit. Thanks for reading, OC analysis below the cut! ⬇️

BASIC FACTS: Name: Ako Komaniya

Birthday: October 12th (Libra)

Age: 13 - 23 throughout his appearances in the plot

Gender: Male - Transmasc - FtM

Pronouns: He/Him/His

Sexuality: Demisexual - Abrosexual

Romantic Orientation: Demiromantic

Height: 5’5 - 165 cm

Conditions/Illnesses?: Vitiligo

Favorite food: Strawberry Shortcake

Favorite animal: Raccoons - Cats

AFFILIATIONS / RELATIONSHIPS TO CANON (what they are to him)

Mahito - Captor (negative)

Choso Kamo - Lover/Crush (positive)

Satoru Gojo - Acquaintance (positive)

Hanami / Kenjaku / Dagon - Friends (?) (neutral)

Jogo - acquaintance (negative)

Eso / Kechizu / Yuji Itadori - Little brothers (positive)

He isn’t familiar with the rest of the cast, or just doesn’t know them personally!

DESCRIPTION

A young man of average height, with fluffy black and white hair. He has brown skin which is pale-splotched by vitiligo, and thick black and white streaked lashes. His eyes are pale blue-grey and pupil-less. He has his ears pierced in numerous places, and his nails are painted black most of the time. He has a trad goth/soft goth aesthetic. His clothing varies. He has undergone top surgery, and is on testosterone, but no bottom surgery.

DRAWING REFS (so far)

Clothes are very plain in these refs but I promise you he’s more interesting than this

LORE SUMMARY (by timeline of actual time, not in order the episodes/seasons are in.)

Ako first appears briefly in the choir practice room, in the arc where Gojo and Geto are trying to rescue the Star Plasma Vessel, Riko. They are in an all-girls school when Gojo barges in and everyone starts to fawn over him (except Riko and Ako.) Ako still presents as female and is 12 at this time.

The next time he appears, he presents as male and is 19 years old. This is when Mahito is about to use him as an experiment, but refrains from killing him because he’d ’make better as an art piece than a corpse.’ Because of his skin and his inumanly high pain tolerance. Mahito spares him in exchange for his silent compliance to his every command, his looks on display, and basic chores done around the place all the curses are staying. He still ends up hurt, like a LOT, but never dead. Mahito pretty much just sees what works and disfigures him before rearranging him again. His ‘art’ qualities are his only reassurance when Mahito places a hand on his body and he tells himself that he wouldn’t end up a disfigured, bloody mess like all Mahito’s other toys.

He eventually learns how to live alongside curses and avoid conflict with the wrong one. He quite likes making conversation with Kenjaku and Hanami, who makes him little flowers occasionally. He gets away with being passive-aggressive towards Jogo because Mahito thinks it’s funny. Dagon is on the receiving end of pats from him all the time because he finds the little octopus-blob cute. He’s still terrified of Mahito, but learns to live with that.

Enter, Choso. Choso stays with the curses for a bit, being one to thank Ako for his work. Ako admires how fiercely he cares for his brothers and was hurt to hear when Eso and Kechizu had died. To Ako, Choso was the most human contact (even if only half-human) he’d had in years, and he somehow felt safer to be around than everyone else. Ako was under his protection at Shibuya until his fight with Yuji. Ako found him breaking down after the fight, and immediately got Choso back on his feet and towards the battlefield. He ultimately made his loyalty clear to Choso over Kenjaku in the end, and just tried not to die. (He has no cursed techniques.)

AFTER THAT I’M JUST PRETENDING THEY LIVED A NORMAL HAPPY LIFE TOGETHER LALALALA IDK WHAT UR TALKING ABOUT, EVERYONE IS ALIVE AND HAPPY WHAT JJK ARE YALL READING???

I’m kidding, Ako never got to tell Choso he loved him. And he regretted it. BADLY. (Angst whoop-dee-doo)

CHOSOAKO FLUFF / SILLY ART TO MAKE UP FOR THE ANGSTY BIT

(The pen drawings were done by @ask-sora-aguilar! My internet dad, check his blog out!)

I would also like to note, for artistic purposes, that Ako has like, no muscles. Choso is like huge and angular and muscular, but Ako is just kinda all soft curves and smooth edges and I’m here for that