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[julia4today]

shunned (tf141 x fem!reader)

part one

walking up the powdery mountain with the rest of the team is something of a torture device. it's times like these, when you can't feel your legs and your vision splinters between areas of the forest, you reconsider your choice of becoming a part of this team. the particles of snow pound against your face, your eyelashes become coated in the fragile flakes, and blinking only serves to hurt you. your brain begs you to stop and the dryness of your eyes calls out for hydration. unfortunately, you ran out of water an hour ago and if you did happen to have some, you're sure it would've been frozen solid.

your legs begin to slow, you steadily begin to drop out of formation, beginning to trudge along simon instead. you feel his large hand on your back, managing to propel you forward so you don't drop behind him and get lost in the flurry white of the freezing blizzard.

"your trousers weighing you down there girl?" he still manages to get out a distinct chuckle, despite his mask being covered from the whiteout.

"fuck you, riley," you say trying to push against the weight of the pounding snow. while irritated at his snide remark, you can't help but be thankful for the small push his consistent hand is giving you. allowing you to use what little strength you have left.

the blistering winds make it harder for you to hear the faint words of ghost. but you manage to slightly make out the sound of him communicating over his radio.

"cap, how much longer until our destination? ladies in the field can't keep up. over"

it was a shallow dig at you, not unfamiliar, but certainly not welcome. although the misogyny stung in a deep part of you, you were thankful for him asking. your own radio crackles to life, a recognition that it wasn't simon asking the question for himself.

"we still have a couple miles to go. hold out. over."

quick, concise, to the point. that is how you would describe captain price, your current commanding officer. while your body was screaming for a rest, you would never hear the end of it if you were to give out so, despite all better judgement, you reluctantly reply, "wilco."

digging deep and pushing through had never been an issue for you. that's probably one of the reasons you even joined the military in the first place, it's something you've always been good at. but right now, you could fall face first in the snow, laying there for the rest of the mission, and perhaps that would be more appealing than this.

"keep up slug," you hear murmured behind you obviously by none other than ghost.

slug, a derogatory nickname which, also happens to be your callsign. fucking great. it was given to you in your rookie days by much more sexist men. calling you slug because a. you were "slow" and b. resembled a slug during "that time of the month," assholes.

"shut up." you bite back. soon you begin to pick up the pace. your cheeks and ears warm from fury and your legs get the message.

maybe mental strength doesn't help you push through, but spite definitely does.

perhaps hours of trudging to through the icy abyss has made your body numb to the burn it now feels as you begin to pull ahead of your fellow team members. in front of johnny and kyle, but never in front of price.

"aye lass, ye're helding oot on us wi yer strength," johnny remarks. his thick scottish accent cutting through the lashing of harsh air against your ears. while already originally hard to make out, the lapping of wind makes it so much harder. so like most things he says, you ignore him and continue to drag yourself through the wintery mountain range.

it could've been hours or pure minutes of walking before your gaze is peeled away from the garish snow. a hand placed on your shoulder stopping you, your head moved to face your captain. you look up with an exhausted expression, everything in your body screaming for respite.

price turns to face the rest of the boys.

"alright, men-" his eyes glance to you awkwardly "er, um. ahem. team. we've reached our first shelter for the night. a mountain hut. i am sure you're all familiar. but we've reached enemy territory, so, tonight we are rotating watch."

he moves his hands from your shoulder so he can unlatch the door and file in the squad. in a respectful world it'd go you first, then everybody else. but you are quickly shouldered out of the way, left in the swing of the door.

"a'll geyt the feer goin'" soap announces, immediately tearing off his gloves and shoving his backpack to the ground.

"gonna put those boyscout badges to work?" kyle retorts, chuckling as he peels off his icy scarf. one which was originally red in color, now a sheer white. he finds purchase one of the four wooden chairs that surround the old molding table.

the entire cabin reeks of mildew and rot. looking around from the door you can immediately spot the decaying boards beneath simons feet and the decomposing beams dangling above the hatted price.

you grumble in frustration and begin to remove the equipment that surround and insulate your body.

a familiar paw rests atop your shoulder, forcefully turning your body as the big large figure stoops down to your shoulder. "gonna make us a meal, slug?" the venomous words slip off his tongue. another unwanted jab at the fact that you are a woman.

"no, i'm not gonna make you a fucking meal, simon." the cabin quiets. your voice had come out louder than intended, but every time since joining the task force the men expect you to clean, cook, polish, and dust, like you're some sort of maid.

"easy slug," a deep voice sounds beside you. your eyes meet the soft contact of john price. "i am sure he did not mean to offend you. so why don't you back off a little, hm?" it's almost impossible to not be soothed by his fatherly voice. "besides, you're on a team. just because you're a woman doesn't mean you get to slack off." there it is.

while on the surface, he may seem like one of the better ones. no passes at you, no eyes roaming your body, no inappropriate hands. but every once in a while his true colors show. that he thinks less of you because you are a woman.

"whatever." your gaze breaks away, his nurturing demeanor no longer tricking your brain into calm. your, now, slightly less icy hands move to unlace your boots. socks wet and toes freezing.

the atmosphere of the decaying shed lightens mildly as johnny begins his rants. loud and mainly incoherent, he sings his thoughts. with no filter and no manner. price melts some snow near the fire and divvy it between the soldiers. water used to rehydrate themselves and the food packed in their bags.

the men gather around the table, quickly filling all four chairs. not a thought left to you. instead, you leave yourself the far end of a corroded couch to eat your meal. the springs sticking into your thighs and torn fabric an ardent reminder to who you aren't and why you are not at that table.

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okay ! this is a lot of preamble to the rest of the fic but nonetheless i hope you enjoy it !! and yes i promise to actually do a part two

and yes, i’m sure you can tell, it isn’t proof read. (sorry)

[kabr0ztrousers]

Kabr0z Writes Episode 28: Mountain Oni

Find the rest of the anthology here!

CWs: Masc!Reader; Femdom; foot fetish; face sitting; cockwarming;

Sorry to the anon who requested this one! Tumblr suppressed it so I've had to reup and it won't be in the same format as the rest of the requests!

Don't forget! You can send an ask or a dm to request a story! It can be as non-existent as anon here, or as detailed as one of the requests from episodes 25-27. If you send it, it'll probably get written! Hell, tomorrow's episode is a part 2 to an episode I wasn't expecting to return to, because one anon loved it so much

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The weather had turned. What was meant to be a pleasant hike had turned into a mountainside blizzard in a matter of minutes with no warning. Your boots are somehow still gripping to the snow-covered path as you struggle down the trail. You spot an alcove ahead of you, sheltered from the icy wind and driving snow.

You duck inside, this isn't an alcove, it's a proper cave. You fish your torch out of your backpack, never hurts to come prepared as they say, and go a few meters in. The air is still cold here, but nowhere near as bad. You can feel your face defrosting as you pull out a camp stove and a paraffin can. Securing a tarp over the cave mouth to keep the wind out and the heat in, you light the stove and sit down. Provided you don't wind up totally snowed in the rescue teams will be able to find you when the storm passes, you made sure people knew you were climbing this trail today and you have a couple of road flares with you, just in case.

You set your dinner on the stove, a can of beans, and wind up your lamp, settling in for the evening bundled in your coat. The food is predictably not great. You were hoping to reach the halfway point where you know of a hostel normally frequented by more serious climbers before they attempt the summit. The plan was to eat there then come back, reaching the foot of the mountain, and your car, by nightfall. That plan was thoroughly scuppered when the clouds rolled in, never mind the sudden whiteout that followed them. On reflection, September was the wrong time to try this, but you just had to wait until the quiet season.

Movement. In the corner of your vision, coming from the tarp. You moved the rocks holding it down and pulled a corner up. If it's a raccoon then you can deal with that, you're not risking leaving someone out in this weather. Plus some conversation would make it a little easier to pass the time.

A woman stepped in. Terribly dressed for the weather. A purple silk kimono and a paper umbrella, she was even wearing geta, her bare feet visible on top and the wooden pegs clopping on the stone floor as she stepped in with the grace of a gymnast. You stared at her as she stepped past you, seemingly oblivious to your presence. She regarded the camping stove, her back facing you.

"You intend to stay the night."

That wasn't a question, or at least she didn't sound like it was

"Yes, the weather's too bad to make the bottom in time"

She looked at the mouth of the cave, and you saw her face. She's bright red, like the most severe sunburn you've ever seen, but what surprises you more are the slender horns sprouting from her head. Long and straight, they start the same vibrant red as her face, gradually turning a deeper purplish shade as they pass through her pin-straight raven hair.

Her face lifts into a smirk and she looks at you for the first time since walking in here "So, you thought you'd come into my home without asking?"

You'd heard of strange creatures living in these mountains. Normally they're described as monsters; huge hulking beasts that would swallow you whole if you weren't polite. Probably not worth mouthing off to this woman, best case scenario you'll still have to spend the night in here together.

"I thought it was vacant when I came in" You offer a small bow, can't hurt, right?

She's beside you now, covering the few meters in a single step "Well, I can't exactly turn you away. You can stay here if you want, but you need to do something for me"

"What do you want? I've got some crackers in my bag if you like"

Her laughter fills the cave "If I wanted a meal, I have a tasty human freshly arrived in my larder. No, I think you'll rather enjoy what I want"

With a breath, you're on the ground. She's standing over you. One wooden sandal presses your sternum, flattening you and pinning you in place. Her foot slips free and dangles in front of your face "Kiss it, dog"

You look up at her, and get a light kick to the jaw in return "who said you could look at me? Lick my feet" You did as you were told, kissing her toes one by one and licking the sole of her foot as she forced it into your face.

"Oh? What's this" Her foot shot away from your face and pressed down on your growing bulge "A woman pins you down, steps on you, and you get hard? Pervert" More giggles as she rubs the shape of your cock up and down in your pants. She started working at your waistband with her toes, pulling down your pants, exposing your cock to the freezing air. You gasp at the cold hitting your semi hard shaft, only fuelling her laughter

"Aww, not used to the weather are you? Maybe I should help warm you up" She steps over you, positioning her bare feet either side of your head, ankles holding your face upright. You can see straight up her kimono, she's not wearing anything underneath. You can see her skin is the same shade of red all the way up her smooth legs, getting a little darker around her pussy

She squats down over you, pressing her cunt against your mouth and nose "eat, and you get to breathe"

You don't need to be told twice. You start licking her clit and pussy, tasting the warm, sweet juices coming from it. You feel a soft hand stroke your cock, gripping just enough to pull back your foreskin before releasing it. You lick faster, pushing your tongue up into her as she grinds her hips on your face, making sure to get herself off while she toys with you.

You can feel her start to orgasm above you, her rubbing becoming more insistent and her breathing speeding up. She grabs your cock properly and starts jerking it, the other hand on your chest to prop her up as she starts moaning and pulsing against your face. Sticky-sweet girlcum coats your face as she rides you harder, already sounding halfway to her next. You're not far behind either, you can feel wetness seeping out of the end of your cock. The hand on your cock moves away "You taste good, human, but I'm not done with you yet"

You feel her cum again, her body shaking and pressing down harder on you, stopping you breathing. Your twitching cock still wet and hard in the cold, the feeling of closeness in your balls gradually subsiding without her rubbing your cock.

"Don't you dare stop, dog" she warns you as she leans forwards. You feel a long, coiling tongue on your cock, gently licking up the length of it as you kept your mouth against her cunt. You can feel your balls tightening again as she tapers off licking you, keeping you leaking and on-edge as she draws to another shaking orgasm on top of you. She rolls her hips, rubbing her clit on you before standing back up, planting another foot on you to keep you on the floor "Have you been a good guest?" She asks, every word mocking you

"Yes" you gasp, desperate for release

"Does the dog want a reward?" She turns to face you, digging in her heel as she spins on it, driving the breath from you

"Yes~" you moan, looking up at her face as she stands over you

"Beg"

You beg. Pleading and grovelling before the woman stood on your chest as her smile grows and she squats on top of you again, opening her kimono and exposing her naked body to you, her small tits and tight waist now visible to you as your hands explore the skin of her torso. She rubs herself on your cock, spreading her juices on it before slipping it inside. Her pussy was soft inside and still pulsing from her earlier orgasms

"I'll make you a bet, if I cum first, you get to leave here alive" her teeth flashing in the lamplight "If you cum first, I eat you"

She isn't going easy on you. Riding you hard, reaching behind her to grab your balls with her hand. You gasp and thrust into her, already an inch away trying desperately not to cum before her. You grip her slim waist with one hand and thumb her clit with the other. You feel her clench against you and thrust up harder, fucking in time with her rocking on you and making her screw her eyes shut, moaning and gasping with every motion.

You feel her cum on top of you, crying out as she does. You let yourself go, pumping your load into her as she holds your hands to her clit and her breasts before lying down on you and hugging you "I'm glad I don't have to eat you. You're comfy"

You lie there, heart pounding, cock softening in her cunt as you feel your fluids start to drip out onto your clothes, and hear her start to snore softly.

You wake up. The cave is dark, and silent. You are alone.

You shift the tarp from the cave entrance. There's still snow on the ground, but the alcove is sheltered, so you're not buried in here.

The powder is smooth, undisturbed, but for the imprints of those wooden-soled sandals. You write your name, and your address on a scrap of paper, and tuck it under your lamp, leaving it behind as you go.

Perhaps she might drop by and be your guest next time

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A/N: The prompt was a bit vague, so I hope I did it justice, and I left this open for a part 2 should the mood take me! Tomorrow's episode is a followup on a previous story never intended to have a part 2, but it got one anon so entranced they asked me to write it. Let's see if I can keep it hot and not horrific, though having said that I've seen what you people like.

Remember, if you like something and want me to write about it, be it a scenario, a fetish, whatever, send me a DM or an ask and it'll probably get written!

[ranticore]

What is the other reason for the sea being fresh water?

Do they have rain? Or better: how different is their weather?

i did say one of two factors in that linked post didn't i... but i don't remember what i meant by that 😭 i wrote it a year ago and my mind is blanking

it is probably a reference to rain or the end of the last ice age causing a worldwide flood event, that would be my best bet. in terms of weather well it depends on the region, how close to the equator etc but as a rule the humidity is high everywhere except the dry areas in the eastern continent, and rains are extremely frequent (again, except for the dry areas... they are in fact above cloud level, so no rain) it's not uncommon for there to be daily rain in most of the world.

i'm not as well-versed in weather as i am in water stuff so i've played it safe and decided that it is very earth-like. the formation of the land (being in a lot of very tall narrow ridges in some places) probably effects rainfall, i could imagine there being permanent rain shadows on one side of the larger mesas. the ridges also trap wind and prevent it from propagating which is what contributes to most of the water being relatively still most of the time

the sky has a slight greeny tint just for flavour, and the water is nearly always turbid brown/green except in areas of deep and continuous sea (basically 'the dark' area labelled on the map)

because so many people live underwater, they experience weather a little bit differently to people who live overwater, and have a whole bunch of their own special underwater weather events, like blinding whiteouts of marine snow that scatters ecolocation, sudden currents that may develop in response to tectonic activity, and nutrient fluctuations causing blooms and die-offs of aquatic plants.

[gaydryad]

Ooh, can you elaborate on calls of the void?

Calls of the Void is a personal zine/chapbook :] it was supposed to just be a little project since at my uni, creative writing grad students get a chapbook published and my publishing / book layout special interest kicked in to be like "ok what do I want to actually have that be and how do I want it to look". it's the first project I've done where the format (length, page size, general printing limitations/requirements) came before the writing and this has been both fun and annoying as fuck (I've had to change the page size like three times due to being bad at math...).

I also was uh, having a lot of thoughts about Mortality due to personal stuff, which is part of where the title comes from. anyway here's a whiteout poem I made from an email my dad sent me after I came out to him with my new name (these would be on a recto and a verso respectively, so that the second page is on the back of the first):

[image IDs: two non-facing pages. the first one is titled "dear" in all smallcaps. the rest of the text is a block which has been selectively whited out, leaving only certain words visible. together the two pages show all of the text, but only the text on the first page is legible, as the text on the second page has been flipped horizontally so it appears to be backward. the text reads as follows, with parentheses indicating the backwards text:

'Void (I definitely don’t like. It’s negative; ok, I get you can argue it’s neither negative nor positive but we’re positive, and that makes it negative. We are the opposite of the) void. (You are the opposite of the) void. (You are not alone in the) void; (you have to at least admit that the rest of us are here with you in this world, facing the same) void. (And this world that I refer to, as you know it, every single thing that you may think of when I say “everything,” that which you know, is all within you. I suppose you feel you find yourself in a) void, (or with the) void, (but even in this solipsist view it’s you vs. the) void, (you are the negation of the) void, (you are the fill. If you are surrounded by the) void, (if you are the little that is, you are not the) void, (you are what is not) void. (No one can prove to you that solipsism is wrong but it’s a very stupid thing to believe, and the world will prove you wrong every time. And the truth is, you are the opposite of the) void. (You contain all of the light.)

(The) Void (is such an absurd idea; it can’t exist, it can’t be anything. It’s a self-contradiction!) It would be enough (to create the universe!)

(So I don’t know what dark mood has you identifying with The) Void, (but as your father,) I (cannot) approve.' /end ID]

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Wings of Fire Dragon Guide, Part Three: RainWings and IceWings

This is a RainWing, or rainforest dragon. Their scales can be any color of the rainbow. They can camouflage, have prehensile tails, and can shoot shoot acidic venom from their front fangs, which only a relative's can neutralize. They live in a hidden city among the trees of the Rainforest Kingdom. Their diet consists of mainly fruits, such as pineapples, coconuts, bananas, oranges, mangoes, strawberries, blueberries, etc., but they if it came down to it, they could eat meat, they just prefer not to. Their names can be such as:

Fruits: Pineapple, Coconut, Mango...

Rainforest plants: Liana, Mangrove, Bromeliad, Orchid...

Rainforest animals: Python, Bullfrog, Tamarin, Kinkajou...

Grand or beautiful adjectives: Handsome, Exquisite, Dazzling, Grandeur, Glory...

This is an IceWing, or ice dragon. They have pale white, pale blue, silvery, pale purple, or even opalescent scales. They can withstand freezing temperatures, withstand bright light, radiate a chill from their scales, have serrated claws, and can breathe frostbreath, which when it used on a dragon or plant, can freeze an area, and if untreated, will cause the area to blacken and die. They live in the tundras of the Ice Kingdom, and their diet consists of artic and antarctic animals, such as seals, whales, caribou, polar bears, and orcas, and have been known to eat moss and seafood such as crabs and fish. They have had a hierarchy, which is the Seven Circles for the nobility. They used to have animus dragons, but their last one eloped with a NightWing, and one of their eggs hatched the first NightWing animus (and the most dangerous one) Darkstalker. Their names can be such as:

Arctic and antarctic animals: Narwhal, Mink, Polar Bear, Caribou, Penguin...

Wintery conditions: Arctic, Permafrost...

Winter weather: Snowflake, Hailstorm, Blizzard, Whiteout...

White gems: Diamond, Crystal, Opal...

Ice formations: Glacier, Icicle...

Cold landscapes: Tundra, Fjord...

Words that mean white: Alba, Hvitur...

[skyflyinginaction]

X/1999 Volume 2 Illustration Comments 

1995 Monthly Asuka March Issue, Announcement Illustration 

Paper: Manuscript paper

Lines: Color pencil

Color: Colortone. whiteout Copic marker

I literally just penciled this on regular manuscript paper used for monochrome illustrations [laughs]. I've used Colortone before, but I hardly ever use it in X.

[Ed. Note: Colortone is a type of colored screentone; it's also sometimes called "overlay.”]

2002 X Calendar illustration

This was a uniquely long, vertical format, so I had a hard time devising the composition of the illustration. Now that I look at it, the specks of light make it look like a Magical Girl transformation scene [laughs). Although this was a large illustration, I screwed up my courage and colored the background using only Copic markers [laughs]. The uniform was inked in with Lumocolor pens, but I used Liquitex afterward for some parts of the piping. The wing was drawn with an airbrush, and the Earth with acrylic gouache.

2002 Monthly Asuka April Extra Issue

X Comic Collection 04 Illustration 

Ohkawa commented that there hadn't been any illustrations of Kamui being sad, so she asked me to make him cry. I drew an illustration for the cover of the X Comic Collection 03 of Kotori wearing a blue headdress. So he's holding that as if it's a memento. I used Liquitex to draw the beads. The other areas are done with Copic markers. I put down a layer of gray ground coat before doing the actual illustration.

1998 Monthly Asuka November Issue

Title Page: Illustration 

Paper: BB Kent

Lines: PIGMA Graphic ink pen

Color Dr Ph Martin's Color Ink, Lumocolor ink pen, poster color, Copic marker

This is a fake Warring States Period illustration [laughs]. I drew something with a similar theme before, but I think this one looks more Warring States-like. Even though I've totally ignored the authenticity of the time period [laughs].

[Ed. Note: Poster color is also known as "poster paint" or "tempera paint."]

1996 Monthly Asuka August Issue, Title Page Illustration 

Paper: Watson Paper

Lines: Winsor & Newton Drawing Ink (Nut Brown),PIGMA Graphic ink pen

Color: Acrylic Gouache, Dr. Ph. Martin's Color Ink, Lumocolor ink pen 

The ink I used to draw the main outline blurs a bit when it's mixed with water. so the whole illustration has a yellowish tint to it. I wanted the uniforms to look dimensional and not just pitch-black, so I used Lumocolor for them.

[Ed. Note: Watson is a brand of Japanese paper good for watercolor use.]

1993 June. X Volume 4, Cover Illustration 

Paper: BB Kent

Lines: PIGMA Graphic ink pen

Color: Dr. Ph. Martin's Color Ink, poster color

The concept color for this illustration was gray, but his hakama would look very drab if I'd colored them gray too, so I made them light blue instead [laughs].

2002 X TV Anime Volume 5 DVD Box illustration

For the illustrations used on the anime DVD boxes, I had decided from the beginning to make the backgrounds black and to incorporate a round element, which in this case was a window. Both Sorata and Arashi are very "Japanese" characters, so I drew them with that idea in mind. But I still put them in their school uniforms.. (laughs]. Sorata wears his uniform only once during the entire series, and that was in a flashback scene. When you see them together like this, it seems like they're from a different story. The background is colored with poster color and acrylic gouache.

1996 X Anime Movie Advertisement Illustration

Paper: BB Kent

Lines: PIGMA Graphic ink pen

Color: Dr. Ph. Martin's color ink Liquitex

Since this illustration was for the movie, I wanted to give it a heavy atmosphere, so I used Liquitex. But it took such a long time to dry that I ended up having to pull an all-nighter to make the deadline [laughs].

1996 X Anime Movie Flyer Illustration

The scene and color palette for this illustration were created to suit the movie, since the image was going to be used on the flyer. I think I used I Watson Paper for it and colored it mostly with ink, but I used an airbrush for the Earth. I placed a thin ground coat of brown on the paper first and colored the characters after that. It's exactly the same drawing technique as I used on the posters.

1999 Monthly Asuka May Issue, Title Page Illustration

Another illustration of Karen looking very neat and tidy. I put her in a delicate lace dress, which is a refreshing change since she's usually drawn with a bondage look. The background resembles a holy shrine of some sort. I purposely drew water in the illustration since she has the power to control fire. Originally there wasn't any lace over her cleavage, but I added it on later at Ohkawa's request.

1993 November, X Volume 5, Cover illustration

Paper: BB Kent

Lines: PIGMA Graphic ink pen

Color: Dr. Ph. Martin's Color Ink

The building in the background is the offices of Kadokawa Shoten

Publishing Co., Led. Are the papers that are falling out of the sky just random documents? Or final drafts of manga? It'd be terrible if they were final drafts [laughs].

2001 Monthly Newtype November Issue, Cover Illustration

Newtype has a very large cover area, so it's fun to draw illustrations for it [laughs]. I wanted the blackness of the uniform to have a heavy look to it, more of a "woolly" texture, so I used a Lumocolor pen instead of a Copic marker. If I had used a black Copic, the color would have been much lighter. They don't make that particular hue of Lumocolor anymore, unfortunately. The other parts of the uniform were drawn using Dr. Ph. Martin's, the cloth with Copic markers, and the earth using acrylic

2003 X Calendar Illustration

This was for a desk calendar, so it wasn't a huge project, but I still did draw in a lot of detail. Fortunately, not many colors were used so it didn't take too much time. I spent the most time working on the dragon. Until this illustration, I had been drawing Asian dragons, but this dragon has a slightly Western touch. Its scales are very shiny (laughs].

2002 X TV Anime Advertisement Poster

Fuma's head looks a little big here [laughs]. I made this when I was working on Chobits, so I had a "drawing habit" of doing things in that style. The background was colored with acrylic gouache. I wanted an ashy hue to create a tranquil, not too heavy-looking sky. The other parts were done with a Copic marker. The piping on the uniforms was too small to draw, so I added them afterwards with Liquitex

2002 X: The Choice of Fate Play Station Game Package Illustration

I remember working really hard on the Tokyo Tower for some reason. The Tower and capes were done with acrylic gouache. Since this was an illustration for a video game, I wanted to give it a battle-like, action-y feel; it's just right for an all-out fighting game! I erased the outlines of the background to make it look like it was drawn with a computer. but it actually took a lot of time and effort.

1996 Monthly Asuka August Issue, Title Page Illustration

Paper: BB Ken

Lines: Dr. Ph. Martin's Sepia Ink, PIGMA Graphic ink pen

Color: Dr. Ph. Martin's Color Ink

The illustration seems slightly yellowish since I did the outline using Dr. Ph. Martin's Sepia Ink and then blurred it with water afterward. The shattering glass over the image gives it an ominous feel

1994 December. a volume 6. cover illustration

Paper: BB Kent

Lines: PIGMA Graphic ink pen

Color: Acrylic gouache, Dr. Ph. Martin's Color Ink

 I shaded the illustration with pink as a base color, and then inked in the different areas. Since Kotori’s the subject, I wanted to make it look cute, so the concept color is pink and it's got lots of flowers [Laughs]

[sgpnow-us]

Snow Removal Companies: Keeping Winter Woes at Bay

As winter blankets the landscape in a glistening coat of snow, the need for efficient and reliable snow removal services becomes paramount. Snow-covered driveways, sidewalks, and parking lots pose challenges for both residential and commercial properties, making the expertise of snow removal companies invaluable. These specialized services go beyond mere snow clearance, providing a lifeline to communities and businesses grappling with the seasonal whiteout.

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Timely Response and Reliability:

Winter storms can strike unexpectedly, creating hazardous conditions that demand swift action. Snow removal companies pride themselves on their ability to provide timely responses, often operating around the clock to ensure that properties are cleared promptly. Their reliability is a crucial asset for businesses and homeowners, allowing them to resume normal activities without prolonged disruptions.

Safety First:

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[billconrad]

My Computer Isn’t a Typewriter

    My father purchased an IBM Selectric typewriter in about 1975 and pumped out several ceramic textbooks with it. I recall it cost about $800, which was a huge purchase. Around the age of ten, I used (under direct supervision) his typewriter to write reports, but this technology only eliminated my poor penmanship. Yes, whiteout was my best friend. Around 1980, we got our first computer, a Wang with a daisy wheel printer. It had an excellent word processor (for the time), and I used it for everything.

    It was essentially a text editor with very limited spell-checking. However, this was a lifesaver and vastly improved my writing quality. We upgraded computers over the years, which added fonts, typesetting (WSIWG), and better spell checkers.

    In the early nineties, I came across the book The PC is Not a Typewriter by Robin Williams. No, he is not the Good Morning Vietnam Robin Williams. It described how to transition from a typewriter to a word processor, including the many bad writing traits that were brought over from the mechanical days.

   While reading this book improved my writing, some undesirable traits remained. For example, adding two spaces after a period is no longer necessary, and I do this every time. Often, I forget to go back and delete the extra spaces.

    Why were two spaces necessary? Way back when, this was essential for mechanical typesetting, but now that practice wastes paper. I appreciate mono-spaced fonts, wide margins, and use double spacing to bulk up documents. ALL CAPITOL LETTERS to make my POINT and spaces instead of tabs for easy/quick alignment.

    Fortunately, I have embraced several improvements. A big one is the ability to import from other sources. For example, if I was writing a book about the Metropolitan Museum of Art, I could copy that text from the internet, and my document would have correct spelling. See, I just did it.

    Search engines are a superb resource that the typewriter never had. For example, I can use it as a spell checker. Let’s take the word “metropolitan” and pretend I typed “metrooplatin.�� Looks right? But, none of the Microsoft Word suggested words look correct. If I paste this radically misspelled word into a search engine, it suggests the correctly spelled word.

    Modern word processors also allow us to import pictures, share documents, easily change the format, merge the text around objects, and preview before printing. The internet lets us change a document into an unfamiliar language, find additional content sources, and check facts.

    Overall, writers should focus on their words and let the computer handle everything else. They can also use the internet as a fact checker, thesaurus, “urban” dictionary, source of material, and a means of distribution.

    We now have the endless freedom to make our documents read and look better. My computer is no longer a text editor. It is a word powerhouse, and I would dread returning to a typewriter. Alright, truth. I would dread only being able to use pen and paper. Nobody would understand a thing I wrote. Even me.

    You’re the best -Bill

    September 16, 2023

    Hey book lovers, I published four. Please check them out:

    Interviewing Immortality. A dramatic first-person psychological thriller that weaves a tale of intrigue, suspense, and self-confrontation.

    Pushed to the Edge of Survival. A drama, romance, and science fiction story about two unlikely people surviving a shipwreck and living with the consequences.

    Cable Ties. A slow-burn political thriller that reflects the realities of modern intelligence, law enforcement, department cooperation, and international politics.

    Saving Immortality. Continuing in the first-person psychological thriller genre, James Kimble searches for his former captor to answer his life’s questions.

    These books are available in soft-cover on Amazon and eBook format everywhere.

[sarroth]

I’m so split on this, having previously had to do redaction quite a lot in my job:

A) Doing it this way would be so nice. There are programs that help redact but the company I worked for didn’t give us access to any.

B) This wouldn’t be acceptable redaction for a lot of policies. Removing the words from the page leaves a blank space that can be mistaken for really shitty formatting rather than intentionally-removed text. Even whiteout is sometimes banned for that same reason. It had to be black bars. Hire a Silverquil mage, their inklings can probably help.

C) It’s so pretty.

Mystic Redaction

“I’m sorry, but this information is classified.”

Artist: Donato Giancola TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[pandor-pandorkful]

I've bemoaned in the past how a lot of advice I got in gradschool wasn't super helpful for the digital age we currently live in, but I think it's becoming clear now that actually the real problem is the advice I was given was a filled-in book of madlibs. The framework is good, but I need to mentally whiteout the verbs and nouns to fill in my own.

Instead of "asking my favorite local band" if they want "free gig posters", what has actually been more helpful in making connections for me was to "become obsessed with an indie thing" and "create fanart of obsession" then "shamelessly dm fanart to the creator of that thing".

But I think the true problem here isn't the original advice being inexplicable scenarios in a madlibs format, it's my adhd brain stubbornly taking instructions literally. And moreover, advice-givers not accounting for that in an academic setting.

There need to be training courses on both how to give advice and instruction to people who are going to take it literally, and how to restructure non-literal advice and instructions into a madlibs style framework you can slot your own parameters into. Or something. :B

[fixing-bad-posts]

OK, huge, so apparently people are lesbian. and also lesbians are OK to be, and if you be lesbian, you are hot

[snatching-ishidates-wig]

Glossary of Ice Terms

ABLATION - The process through which snow, ice or water disperses.

ACCUMULATION - The process through which snow, ice or water is added to a given surface.

BERGY BIT - A smallish piece of floating ice generally submerged or half-submerged.

BRASH ICE - Floating ice in fragments of under two meters across.

CALVING - The breakaway action of ice chunks from seaborne ice bodies.

CREVASSE - Often hidden under snow bridges, crevasses are vertical splits in ice caps and glaciers.

FIRST YEAR ICE/FLOES - Ice which has grown, having formed on the sea surface, for up to 12 months and has reached a thickness between 30 cm. and 2 m.

FLOE - A piece of floating sea ice.

FRAZIL ICE - Fine ice plates suspended in seawater; a stage in the formation of young sea ice.

GLACIER - A mass of ice/snow moving under the influence of gravity.

GREASE ICE - A later stage than frazil ice in the formation of new sea ice.

GROWLER - An even smaller piece of floating ice than a bergy bit.

ICEBERG - Large pieces of ice in water which have usually broken off glaciers.

ICEBLINK - A bright glare patch on the underside of a cloud which is the reflection of ice areas in the sea below the cloud.

ICE CAP - A dome-shaped mass of ice covering land and being less than 50,000 sq. kms. in size.

ICE FOOT - A thin apron of ice attached to the coastline and not answering to tidal movement.

ICE FRONT - The cliff of ice that provides the seaward side of a land-based ice mass.

ICE ISLAND - A tabular iceberg which floats within and from the Arctic Ocean. From 30 to 50 meters thick and from a few thousand square meters to 500 square kilometers in extent.

ICE RIND - A shiny skin of new ice formed from grease ice or by direct freezing.

ICE RISE - Usually dome-shaped and found on an ice shelf. Beneath it and not visible will be a rock feature which spawned it.

ICE SHEET - A mass of ice more than 50,000 square kms. in size resting on land or sea or both.

ICE SHELF - A floating ice sheet, some of which may be temporarily aground.

LEAD - A break in floating ice.

NEW ICE - All types of newly formed sea ice including frazil, grease, nilas, shuga, rind and sludge.

NILAS - Various thicknesses of new and growing sludge ice. Can be up to 10 cm. thick and is prone to rafting. Usually gray in colour.

NUNATAK - The top of a mountain or rock stack which protrudes through an ice sheet.

PACK ICE - Any floating ice which is not attached more or less permanently to land.

POLYNYAS - Small patches of open water in an area of floating ice.

PRESSURE RIDGE - A wall of floating ice fragments forced upward under pressure.

RAFTING - The activity of one layer of ice riding over another.

RIME - A deposit of tiny grains of ice formed by the freezing of supercooled water droplets.

SASTRUGI - Abrupt wave-like ridges of hardened ice formed on a snow surface by wind. They usually run parallel to the direction of the prevailing wind.

SHUGA - An area of new, lumpy ice formed from sludge and grease ice.

SNOW BRIDGE - The area of snow forming a roof to a crevasse. Caused by drifting snow, a snow bridge often hides the presence of a crevasse.

WHITEOUT - The result of sunlight being diffused by reflection between an overcast sky and a snow surface. There is no perspective nor shadow.

Source: To The Ends of the Earth, the Transglobe Expedition - The First Pole-to-Pole Circumnavigation of the Globe. (By Sir Ranulph Fiennes)

[k-she-rambles]

media rec if you like the lotr daily/dracula daily format:

Try the Lifeline phone games! It's a choose your own adventure where you are texting a stranded astronaut, real time (if they have to sleep or use both hands, they can't send you messages), trying to keep them alive and bring them home. If they're knocked out you have to WAIT until they come to. (The game's UI will explicitly tell you if you die, there's a moment in Flatline that kept tripping people up)

They're low commitment (nothing bad happens if you can't answer the message right away) mystery/adventure/thriller games

The series consists of

Green Series Games (same universe)

• Lifeline (with Taylor the astronaut), survival adventure with a twist

• Viridian Actual (a short sequel to Lifeline/prequel to Silent Night, Xmas puns & horror), comes with Silent Night iirc

• Lifeline 2: Bloodline ( you're messaging Arika the teenage blood mage as she embarks on a quest to rescue her brother from a pocket dimension and get revenge against the creatures that took over her hometown)

• Lifeline: Silent Night (with Taylor; hurricane of Xmas puns, a sort of enclosed space, sneaking aound story)

• Lifeline: Halfway to Infinity (back to Taylor), direct sequel to Silent Night. Black hole shenanigans.

• Lifeline: Flatline (you're helping Wynn find their missing neuroscientist sister in a wrecked research facility after some kind of horrible accident. More horror than usual, perfect for spooky season)

• Lifeline: Crisis Line (you're a chatbot-facilitated volunteer counselor for a depressed 30-something homicide detective who just witnessed something that he can't comprehend) Alex Esposito my beloved. Cliffhanger ending, which I hope gets resolved now that the original devs have the rights back

• Lifeline: Beside You In Time (after a multi-year break, Taylor's back!)

White Series (different universe)

Lifeline: Whiteout (You're helping an amnesiac survivor of a helicopter crash in a snowstorm in a mysterious science complex. It's a lot. But there's a Very Good Dog!)

[ao3feed-piltovers-finest]

Whiteout

by SarcastCity

Vi loved the holidays.

The snow, the lights, decorating the tree while festive music played on Vander’s old record player, shaking wrapped gift boxes to try to figure out what was inside, dancing sock-footed in the kitchen, a little drunk off spiked hot chocolate…Vi loved it all.

The holidays always made the house feel warm in a way it didn’t the rest of the year, even though that made no fucking sense because she was around the same goddamn people through the whole year.

But this year…she got to share the holidays with Caitlyn.

OR

The Knockout Holiday MiniFic! There will be fluff, there will be useless lesbians, there will be the conspiring of fate and the author and also a significant amount of holiday magic!

Words: 963, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Caitlyn (League of Legends), Vi (League of Legends), Cassandra Kiramman, Tobias Kiramman, Vander (League of Legends), Mylo (Arcane: League of Legends), Claggor (Arcane: League of Legends), Jinx (League of Legends), Jayce (League of Legends), Mel Medarda, Viktor (League of Legends)

Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

Additional Tags: The Knockout Bbs Are Back And More Useless Than Ever, Rifle Team Captain Caitlyn, Boxing Team Captain Vi, Are They Girlfriends Or Are They Not Girlfriends?, holiday fic, happy holidays, happy new year, Fluff, holiday magic, Useless Lesbians, This Fic Has Been Modified From Its Original Version It Has Been Formatted To Fit This Screen, Sequel, Minific

from AO3 works tagged 'Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)'

[rocket-prose]

Original Wally Wood art. There’s lots of good information in the original auction listing (this art sold for $1,440.00 in July of 2018) so I’m dropping it in below.

Wally Wood Cannon Sunday Comic Strip Original Art #C-94 dated 1973 (Wood and Richter, 1973). Wood's Cannon strip was published in military newspapers during the Vietnam war era and featured his ravishing (and occasionally naked) women, fist fights, fast cars, and international intrigue, and this Sunday has it all. This was the only Cannon strip to have been presented in this format, originally having a wonderful original art stat of the naked Elena running down the left side of the page (Panel 5). The stat is unfortunately missing, but could easily be replaced. The strip is on two pieces of thin Bristol board and showcases Wood's quick paced action adventure story. The ink and Zipatone over blue pencil pages have just a few spots of whiteout, with light handling wear and soiling. The title logo is a pasted on stat. as is the Porsche and jet in Panels 1 and 3. The overall image size measures approximately 16.75" x 23.5"