#moreso a mix of blue and green

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moment of respite

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Does infected actually hav those highlights in ur design or is that an artistic choice

a little bit of both. sometimes he does! sometimes it's more plainly pink or a mix of pink/green, pink/blue, etc! you can see in these three below how i actually work those colors into his hair!

in these most recent drawings, it's a little bit more excessive in color! while these colors are something he would have, without the context of his brown hair behind it, the colors are able to be much brighter and a bit more freeform.

the way color + saturation jitter is used in these wouldn't work without some heavy overpainting.

here's another (quick) example on how i would moreso implement those vivid colors. you can see in the side by side just how chaotic the original colors are. very pretty, yes! but not entirely accurate, since again i just use a color jitter and call it a day 7w7

[twistedwonderlandshenanigans]

School-side Staycation - Staff Shenanigans

@ashipiko has a super fun 1k follower event going on that reminded me of a conversation I had with a friend a While ago!! I decided to turn it into a drabble, so I hope you guys enjoy some NRC Staff Shenanigans!! (Including my staff/greenhouse caretaker oc, Aspen Zoi - I apologize in advance for the stim word "like" OTL if you don't check out his profile, just know he speaks like your stereotypical surfer/hippie/stoner)

Also apologies OTL I have to write on my phone due to Technical Difficulties, RIP my formatting. Um just as a heads up, there is some food talk in regards to calories and dieting. It's not talked about a lot, but it is in there.

Also also this is my first time writing all the staff together so I hope it's at least entertaining!

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"Turkey burgers, really Divus, I'd have thought better of you." Mozus scoffed lightheartedly over the younger man's shoulder, watching the black latex clad hands work in a mix of shredded vegetables into the meat.

Crewel raised a questioning brow to his senior, using his shoulder to push away hair from his face for the upteenth time that day. Even with his dark shades on, both the unamusement and the spark of competitiveness was felt to be fanned.

"Well, Mozus, if you cared to ever look past those dusty old history books of yours and indulge in the dietary world, you would know that ground turkey-"

"Sucks. It sucks." Vargas interrupted, shaking his head in disappointment. He was wearing near neon orange shorts and a white tank top, though clearly splattered with some stains from his preparation, shades sat nicely atop his lofty locks. His food was currently concealed in the two heaping platters he had under aluminum foil as he set them down on the table next to the barbeque. "It's got less protein, less iron, less zinc, and more sodium than ground beef. It has a little more 'healthy' fat," the air quotes were heavily emphasized by the gym teacher, "but for Sevens sake Divus, it's supposed to be a vacation sort of thing. Let the kids loose for a little while."

An audible "hmph" left the alchemy professor, moreso at Trein's smug grin than Ashton as he refocused on his work. His UV protectant, black, long sleeve shirt was rolled up to his elbows, a simple red short sleeve button up layered on top. "Not everyone can afford to give up their calorie intake over a vacation."

"Then you may as well have just made black bean patties and volunteered yourself to make the vegan option."

Trein sighed and shook his head at Ashton's apparent naivety as he opened his grill, throwing a few patties on. Perhaps his air of superiority would have been less humorous if not for the cargo shorts, white shirt, the blue, green, pink and yellow tropical overshirt, the matching, tropical bucket hat, and the apron that read "Grillmaster", but Trein continued anyways.

"He's using the leftovers of his dogs food that he thawed and forgot to use."

An awkward silence filled the air between the three of them, save for the soft sizzling of Treins burgers and the distant sounds of their beloved students having fun. Ashton spoke up in near disbelief.

"....Divus is that-"

The older of the two suppressed a scowl, trying to play it off best he could as he waved off his former underclassmans concern.

"Ground turkey is ground turkey, how I was going to use it is irrelevant! Really now Mozus was that necessary?!"

Vargas exchanged glances with Trein, before grinning a little more, willing to 'poke the bear'.

"I know you call them your pups but..."

Crewel felt his eye twitch slightly. Not much got to him, but the implication that 1. His dogs weren't incredibly dear to him, and 2. That his students weren't held to the same regard as his dogs in terms of how he cared for them, was not something he felt he could articulate well enough to get it through Ashton's thick, thick skull.

" It's still perfectly fine food, it's ought to be better than whatever Dire has!"

In an attempt to get the attention off of him for once, Crewel directed his, and his colleagues attention to the approaching headmage, ignoring the soft snickers behind him from Ashton for the sake of his sanity.

The headmage wore a huge grin under the stupid mask of his, dressed in his normal vacation attire. His arms were outstretched, as if anyone there would hug him as a greeting - none of them would, but especially not now that one was grilling, the other had his hands plunged into raw meat, and the third...well Vargas wasn't doing anything that would impede him from doing so, but he pretended to look busy as he fidgeted with the aluminum foil from one of his platters, careful to not lift it up.

Trein glanced at the headmage as he joined them under the white tents, his clawed gloves drawing most of his attention as Dire lowered his arms to his sides.

"Dire. What are you bringing to cook?"

The headmage looked at him blankly before smiling, chuckling a little awkwardly as he took his hat off and held it to his chest. As if he didn't already look pathetic, now he looked like he was going to apologize, and the staff in front of him already looked unamused.

"Ehe, well you see, I was generous enough to allow our students host this event-"

Knowing glances were exchanged between the three as Crowley continued.

"So neeever did I ever think my kindness would be taken advantage of like so! After all the budgeting and set up and organizing and ordering and nights laying awake and wondering how to make today the best success it could be, I didn't think I would be expected to cook too!"

The masked man rested the back of his hand against his head dramatically, trying and failing to gain the sympathy of the staff who all very well knew he had signed off on the event, and being a part of the catering. Hell, he had admitted it himself- he hadn't done any of that. That was all part of hosting, something that had very much not been on his shoulders, like many other responsibilities this year.

Vargas moved to the table across from Crewel, starting to make a protein-packed sauce to go with his still-mystery food, shooting Crowley a bit of a shit-eating grin.

"Well I guess you better go buy hotdogs or something from Sam's and be prepared to lose."

An indignant squawk left Dire, his dramatic display clearly not working in his favour, and he couldn't fathom why.

"Lose??"

"Hot stuff comin' through! And it ain't just me-"

Sam wheeled a tri-level service cart over the grass with ease, thanks to magic, each level with absolutely delicious smelling, but hidden food. Aspen followed close behind, Willow, his Pekin duck toddling after him.

Dire moved out of the way so as to let the trio through, Sam moving next to Vargas and starting to load tray after tray onto the serving table, a determined and slightly crazed expression on his face.

"Ain't nobody beatin' Mama's mac'n cheese recipe. Not even your fancy ass brisket Ashton, don't pretend like that ain't whatchyer tryna hide under there, I know you too damn well fo' you to try an' hide it."

Vargas and Same broke into easy conversation as Aspen hung back with Crowley, who was still visibly confused. He looked down at his hands, as if they held the answer to his questions.

"Lose?? Beating his mother's recipe??? What have I missed????"

Aspen's single, amused "haaah" was rather annoying to the headmage. Despite the sharp turn of his head and the glare he directed at Aspen, he just gave him his same old dopey grin.

"Aww man, you really didn't, like, read anything you signed, did ya? The teacher who like... looses the cook off gets pelted with water balloons by like...the whooole student body. It would really suck if one of us forgot to bring something. It'd be like...immediate disqualification or whatever."

The blond tilted his head a bit and giggled as he watched a few of the students play volleyball not far from them, oblivious to the rising panic on the headmage's face.

"But you haven't brought anything?! So what if two faculty members didn't bring anything?! The penalty is halved, right?!"

Aspen let out a small laugh.

"Hah. As if. Babygirl and I made seven layer salad, which is like, on Sam's cart, and a buncha desserts last night, isn't that right?" He bent down to pick up Willow, kissing her head as he cradled her. "I mean sure, baking isn't, like, COOKING but I don't think anybody is gonna complain about brownies 'nd, like, homemade ice cream, y'know? I just gotta wait to bring it out cuz..like....the ice cream...duh."

He waited a beat, the rising panic from the man beside him finally catching on. He was about to ask, but Crowley was on his knees next to Sam in a split second, holding his hand and groveling.

"PLEASE- no, actually, as your boss, I DEMAND you open your shop and sell me the best cuts of meat- no, actually, I want as many tube's of ground beef, ah, no, Trein is already- ground PORK-"

Sam shook his hand away from Crowley in mild disgust.

"Oh hell no, might I remind ya, I'm on vacation, as are the rest of us and the little imps. If you want to serve hot dogs, you'll have to go into town and move fast. Otherwise you're gonna have to embrace your fate of death by a thousand waterballoons." Sam swapped the position of one of his trays with Vargas' platter, so as to get his jerk chicken onto the grill after changing his glove out for an untouched one.

"With all due respect, your poor plannin' does NOT constitute an emergency on my part, Mr. Crowley, Sir."

Dire let out an undignified noise at Sam's facetiousness and lack of cooperation.

Trein looked down at the rather defeated looking headmage and sighed at the mess of a man, shaking his head again in disappointment.

"For Sevens sake, pull yourself together Dire. You could go ask the ghosts in the Cafeteria if they've got anything they'll lend you to cook."

Crowley looked like a kicked puppy at Trein for a moment before standing back up, beaming and near launching himself at him for a hug, which Trein avoided as if this was something that happened often. Despite not getting what he wanted, Crowley clearly had new vigor.

"Ah! You're right. Of course, if the ghosts are there I could- hm! Nevermind, nevermind, yes thank you my dear friend, I knew you wouldn't let me suffer! Unlike SOME people." He shot a fake dirty look at the rest of his beloved faculty, only to be met with snickers and mildly amused expressions. Yes, even with all their jests and disagreements, these were the people he felt most comfortable around. His expression softened for a half second before he clapped twice and smiled widely again.

"I'll be back with something delicious! I swear to defeat you all!" His voice lilted playfully, before he disappeared in a puff of smoke.

A shared sigh came from Trein and Crewel, amusing their younger colleagues with the similarity.

Crewel wiped at his head with his shoulder again, grinning knowingly at Trein.

"Mozus."

"Divus." Trein kept his focus trained on his burgers, though his voice had an air of amusement to it, and it was clear the corner of his mouth was kicked up in a small smile.

"Were you really trying to be of assistance?"

Crewel finished rolling the last of his turkey blend into disks, turning his full attention to his conniving collegue.

Trein hummed a bit in response.

"Yes. Not to him, to us, but his absence makes it much easier to concentrate."

Crewel shed his latex gloves, put some hand sanitizer on and walked over to 'supervise' Trein's grill, before grabbing a patty that was cooked and looking over it in mild disgust.

"Concentrate on what, perfecting a burn on your patties, oh 'grillmaster'" he mocked, breaking a piece off and eating it, hardly hiding his distaste.

"Ah, I see, you're trying to make up for your lack of seasoning using charcoal, well old man I can guarantee the turkey burgers you were so quick to dismiss will certainly be better than that piece of semi-edible Sahara."

Trein sighed, annoyed, plucking the rest of the patty from Crewel's fingers and throwing it out.

"I always burn my first one. It guarantees I won't burn the rest of them. If you used those astute powers of observation you're so proud of, you'd have seen the rest of the burgers are cooked beautifully."

He lifted the foil just enough to show Crewel the admittedly, mouth-wateringly delicious looking patties underneath, though Divus refused to show any indication that he was impressed.

"They're still bland. The students don't have a grandpa stomach like you."

Trein rolled his eyes internally, huffing, but even Sam and Aspen snickered at the comment.

"It will be fine once I make my sauce to go with them. My daughters love my cooking, I'm sure our students will as well. You have your dogs as reference for your tastes. I would be more worried if I was in your shoes."

Crewel moved towards Sam, who made room for him, moving his chicken to the top rack so Divus could use the main part of the grill to start cooking.

"You say that as if I don't cook for myself either. Really Mozus, I'm hurt by how lowly you think of me. Besides, I understand cooking as not only an art, but from the very chemical bases of it. I have every confidence that if no one else, I will be getting votes from Pomefiorians."

Aspen snorted from behind him, waving his hand dismissively.

"Nahh, Poms are gonna go for Sam's mac or, like, his chicken. They're like, tired of eating that Vil guys super bland food. Ya might, like, get Vil himself? Maybe? But I feel like he's prolly just gonna beeline it to my salad cuz of that new green diet thing one a his freshies said he's on. I only know cuz like, they were getting veggies from the greenhouse. If anything, I think ya might pull a few votes from Savanaclaw, but like, to be honest, even as a vegetarian, Ashton's brisket looks really good and prolly will come in after Sam's food."

Crewel let out a soft sigh, but Vargas was beaming, as Sam and Aspen exchanged finger guns and a wink. Trein squinted slightly at his watch.

"Lunch is meant to be in about 45 minutes. Aspen, Vargas, seeing as the two of you have nothing better to do, I suggest you start cutting up veggies for the burgers and fruit for after. Just make sure to use some hand sanitizer first."

The two exchanged a glance, both mouthing a mocking, lighthearted 'yes dad' behind Trein's back, making Sam snicker a bit.

"Dontchya worry Mozus, they got it covered."

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And that's where my brain stopped RIP

In case you're wondering, Crowley showed up like 3 hours late and got ambushed. It's okay though his "food" would have put him in last place anyways.

I'm not used to typing things like this out on my phone, and I'm even less used to reading them so this is not proofread or betaread or like. I'm not. Rereading it so here's to hoping it flows okay and it's as engaging as I think it is lol.

ANYWAYS thank you for such a fun event Ashi!!

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Ooh either spin the bottle or two truths and a lie for Cross Guild?

Oooooh I wanna Mix Those, thanks nonny ♡♡♡

Spin the Bottle + 2 Truths 1 Lie

Nobody was quit certain how the situation had come to this, but it was undeniable now. Mihawk nursed his glass of wine, empty bottles at his hip as he lounged not unlike a panther across the lounge, sleep pants hung low and shirt unorthodoxically cut to show more skin than it perhaps should. Golden eyes cut to his equally dressed down compatriots.

Crocodile was taking the full couch with a mildly annoyed tinge to his brow, hair still slicked back perfectly despite the loungewear he himself had donned for this exchange. The man proved his commitment to his tastes even in his pajamas, it seemed, with the rich deep emerald silk of his pants offset against the nearly skin tight black tank top. It would have shown far more skin than he'd ever exposed before had it not been for the unbuttoned mate to his pants left to take place of his coat, though his arms filled the sleeves here.

Across from him, kneeling on the rug was the very one who'd proposed this meet up in the first place. Cerulean locks were held fast in a neat french braid, the tail trailing well past his shoulders to brush his hips. Sans makeup, it turned out that the clown's lips were either stained from his lip tint or simply far more florid than most, only his nose more red, and both bowing out to the pigment of his eyes and full lashes. As if the rare sight of a bare face were not enough, the other man had opted for a set of pajamas seemingly intended for women more than men by the cut of the shorts and thin straps of his top. The bottoms were plaid in a mix of neons over a midnight base color, either black or a highly pigmented blue or purple, while the top seemed perhaps a size or two too large with one strap continuously slipping along his bicep. The shirt was, at the very least, more modest in cuts than Mihawk's own, though the bright orange toed the line between tasteful and garish against such pale, surprisingly scarred and freckled skin and his oceanic hair.

The two ghost caricatures over the slight swell of his breasts with the inappropriate pun curling below may have been over kill, the swordsman mused.

Crocodile moved, earning his attention back as the man flicked the sideways bottle on the table. It spun and spun, a clear noise that tickled his ears brightly. Sharp eyes traced the movements, as it slowed and crept to a stop - the opening moreso angle to Buggy this time.

The clown brightened. "Okay," he cheered, swaying in place minutely, finger moving to tap at his chin, green nail polish glinting in the low light. "Hmm.... oh! Okay okay, so," he grinned, eyes glinting like arctic waves at twilight. "I'm allergic to pineapples, I have oversensitive observation haki, and I like swordfighting!" He clasped his hands, propped his elbows and dropped his chin upon the lattice of his fingers with a mischievous grin.

Mihawk, despite the small knot of fond affection in his stomach, pursed his lips. The pineapple comment seemed self explanatory - they'd seen first hand the reaction he had the one time he did eat something containing pineapple. Dr Delilah had nearly torn her hair out when Buggy, dotted in hives and pouting, poked his head into her office for the medication. It was by no means a life threatening allergy, but it was certainly dangerous on its own.

That left the remaining two statements to be the lie.

Turning it over in his head, Mihawk sent a glance to Crocodile. He seemed to be in thought himself, gnawing absently at his cigar butt as he looked over the clown adjacent to both men.

Buggy, for his part, seemed to have an excellent poker face.

Mihawk initially thought it would be the sword fighting bit, knowing Buggy preferred ranged fighting - but at the same time, he knew intimately that the other was no slouch with any bladed weapon he could get his hands on. An unchoppable man with a penchant for weapons that cut seemed ironic and near infallible.

Crocodile spoke then, nodding to himself. "The Haki," he grunted shortly.

"Sword fighting," Mihawk followed up, still uncertain but willing to take the chance if only to gain the point over Crocodile.

Buggy grinned. "Hawky wins," he chirped, handing the dot marker over so the swordsman could add another mark to his tally.

The logia user tilted his head. "The hell is oversensitive observation, then? Isn't the whole deal supposed to be an extra sense? Extra awareness?"

"Mostly," Mihawk admitted, "It is akin to a sixth sense born from your other five. It has a psychological component as well. Some even argue it's spiritual."

Buggy nodded along absently, toying with the neck of the bottle. "Basically, yeah. Observation Haki is technically a heightened sensitivity to your other senses anyway, along with a special other little bit. But when you have a natural affinity for it, it can seem over sensitive," he paused, nail clinking against the glass. He sighed. "To have oversenstivie Observation haki means that your senses are always turned up higher than most. It can develop as a trauma response or it can be innate. It's not common to have it, honestly, and what little we DO know about that is.... kind of complicated? But think of it like.... being in a big crowded room, all the time. And you can see and hear and feel and predict so many things for every single person within your area."

"That is typical Observation, though unfiltered," Mihawk stated.

Buggy nodded. "Now imagine you can predict inanimate objects. You can hear the winds, the grass, the walls, the cobblestone. And now expand it. It's not the crowd. It's the town. The city. The island itself. You can hear and feel and sense every wave against the shore, the sea screaming, the cloud cover and winds and plants and people. Every grain of sand has a voice, every stone, every drop, every gust, ever piece of the world around you. And then the people, their feelings, you can damn near read their thoughts. It's everywhere, everything, constantly."

Silence reigned for a moment. Mihawk had paled, leaning back into his seat. He recalled Shanks admitting to information like that before in passing, grieving slurred words that he'd though were about a man dead. Instead, he realized in dawning concern, it was for a man livelier than most.

Crocodile snorted. "Sounds overwhelming and honestly kind of fake."

Buggy's eyes cut to him, studying for a moment. Mihawk shivered as those glacier blue eyes darkened, seemingly crackling as he tilted his head. Crocodile blinked as Buggy spoke. "Annoyance. Anger. You feel slighted and indignant, believing your first guess was right and we're playing you. That's something anyone who knows you can guess, Croco-chan, so here's something else." His eyes went marginally glazed. A lone curl drifted to kiss his cheek. "Daz is currently at the breeding tents. He's taken a liking to one of the blueberrywani that hatched with the latest batch. He's happy and content right now. Mohji is doing the last of the work in the stables. He was cleaning with Ritchie, Keeler and Misha. Baron should be helping too, but he's unwell, in the medical tent. Cabaji is currently with Alvida, they're happy and bright at the moment but also slower. Drinking, I think. They're in her tent-"

Buggy went on, describing key guildsmen or commanders in varying places, their actions, what was around them, their emotions. Some of them, he had no way to know of before hand. Two wide eyed gazes locked onto him.

When he began paling, a hand moving to tap-tap-tap in a familiar way, Mihawk reached out, slotting this fingers together to squeeze. Buggy jolted back. They all breathed together for a moment.

Then the clown shook his head. "Test however you need to," he said at last, glancing at Crocodile while Mihawk's awed gaze trailed over the tendrils of awareness he carefully folded back inwards. He took the bottle gently, cracking a smile. "Let's just play the game, okay?"

And maybe, the swordsman mused absently, maybe playing some silly little games to "get to know each other better" really was a brighter idea from their chairman. Skills, talents, powers and niches were paramount to portray to show a unified front. Any shortcomings could be twisted, supplemented or covered in turn by the rest. This game likely would be full of much to learn for all parties involved.

Including, he sighed as the bottle landed on him, he himself as well.

[guitarmasterx7]

Thots on all the members and their dynamics?

good ask, i've been mentally chewing on it for a number of days. this list won't include the past two co-hosts jsyk

chris - the absolute goat, THE oney player. i find his overall dynamic shifting to either counter guests or match their energy really interesting. i enjoy that he seems to play more of a straight man around the sillier guys (cory and adam namely), and it's sweet how much he cracks up over zach's and cory's jokes. when he feels the need to play the role of 'the silly one' he can be kinda overbearing, i appreciate his humor much more when it's unforced. he's very indigo, fuchsia and cyan colored to me

zach - THE funnyman, he's undeniably the highlight of whatever video he's in and i'm here for it. he's got great chemistry with chris and lyle, he works off both of them the best. he can definitely overshadow the others jokes, but i wouldn't say i dislike the dynamics he brings to the table regardless. i'm also a huge fan of his political/pop culture trivia, it's like taking a peak into his brain. he's the colors of autumn; orange, red, brown AND green, what more could you want?

tomar - i'll be honest i'm not as autistic about this guy but i really appreciate how he responds to scenarios. he's like the backbone of the lets plays he's in, he's got the straight man charm without being completely dismissive of jokes. it is still really funny when he's oblivious to joke setups tho i feel like those are the best moments. he's one of those guys you can introduce to anybody and have them get along no matter how different their personalities are. also his voice acting is fucking stellar. he's THE coolest tones of purple ever, and he's got that emerald association to him

lyle - he makes me feel fucking crazy. his humor can come off as disconnected from the others, but i appreciate how he rolls with his own jokes and how willing he is to "yes and" literally any scenario. he builds off the others well without drawing attention away from conversations or gameplay, he's the perfect balance of silly jokester and straight man when it's called for. fits in like a goddamn chameleon that motherfucker. extremely red coded, with hints of green and silver. (a royal purple is in there if you squint!)

cory - i'm in the 1% of people who enjoy the FUCK outta cory, maybe even moreso since he became a regular. i love seeing how his scatterbrain connects dots that don't align, and it's really endearing when he infodumps about sonic or whatever else. he isn't given enough credit for the times in recent years where he catches himself during a tangent, and actually steers the conversation back to something relevant. people talk about him as if he's a contestant on a reality show who's about to be voted off. he's fun, and he radiates a mix of indigo, hot pink and orangey yellow colors

adam - swedish motherfucker who i hate(love). his life fascinates me, it's surreal that he's an actual human being who exists. i love how he makes cory seem normal in comparison to him lmfao. chris acts more mature around him and i fuck with it heavy as a longstanding oneyfan. i think fondly about the time during a now deleted runescape stream he addressed a group of fans as fags (which caused chris to delete the entire video). it can be hard to watch the videos where he's paired up with cory, but sometimes i do need pure brain slop. he's all the primaries, red yellow and blue.

niall - fucking LOVE this guy. wish he had more self esteem, he always pairs well with the others due to their friendship and i think frequently about his living situations between ireland, sleepycabin and rooming with adam. i am really looking forward to whatever content him and adam are cooking up. he's a forest green with some maroon and pinkish purples thrown in.

dave - less on my radar than the others but he's really funny, i appreciate seeing him around more regularly. i LOVE the chemistry between him, jeff, cory and adam. he's my favorite unironic fortniter. you know the classic colors of skittles? he's all of those, specifically the yellow ones. also like, neon green when paired with black.

[narrators-journal]

Vash and zora 24 and 15 bc you love me sooo much and I get boyfriend rights <3

Woo! No offense to you, love, but man am I glad to be done with this one. I don’t know why, but this bitch was a struggle to write. Even though it’s short, this gave me such trouble to get through. Not because I didn’t have IDEAS, it was moreso just because I just. Sat and stared at the page so much. Idk why but no thoughts for words came to mind, maybe it was my self-esteem, or just how much I’ve written already. But, either way, I got through it! And, I hope you enjoy it, even if it did go through a lot of rewrites, and we ended up changing the chosen OC.

Also! For anyone in the trigun fandom! No, I do not actively take requests for trigun, I only wrote this because I love my boyfriend, and he adores trigun. So, I gave it my best shot for him.

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CW: thighfucking, aphrodisiacs, and a little bit of praise sprinkled on top!

Vash’s weight pressed down on Nasa in an oppressive way that surprised the shorter man. The blonde was usually so sweet and tender, he was nervously gentle with everything. Yet, now, as the blue-haired man fought for a breath through the thick cloud of mineral-y, bonfire-scented pollen that poured off of the tall blonde, he was completely different.

He panted like a dog in the cold dessert night. He clung to Nasa’s leg as if it were a teddy bear. His beautiful green eyes were wide, and he humped against the back of the blue-haired man’s thigh with feral moans that slipped from his lips as the cheap hotel’s bed creaked. It was a complete 180 from their usual moments of passion.

After all, one again, Vash was normally a tender, sweet man who focused almost exclusively on Nasa when they slept together. His touches were careful, measured, especially with his prosthetic hand. But, now? Now, Vash’s grip bruised the engineer’s sun-kissed skin.

Yet, as he watched the blonde’s expression twist with desire and pain, Nasa got the strong sense that he wasn’t the only one who was in a bit of pain. Or, at the very least, he wasn’t the only one who struggled against his lascivious madness. The only difference between them was that Nasa struggled to breathe through the smog of pollen that Vash gave off, and said blonde seemed to struggle with some sort of pain that Nasa assumed came from how hard he was.

At least, that’s what Nasa was left to assume from how Vash whined as he humped against the blue-haired engineer’s thigh, his boxers soaked with precum and sweat, his pants tossed haphazardly onto the hotel room’s wood floor with his cherry-colored coat, his light green eyes blown wide, and his sun-freckled cheeks painted with a pinkish hue as he panted out, “You feel really good around me…” and the engineer didn’t really have the heart to tell him that the pleasure he chased came from the meat of the thigh he ground his erection into. “Really good...so good…” “Um, thank you.” Nasa mumbled, his mouth dry, his heart athunder against his chest, and his blood too warm in his veins.

Even though the blonde didn’t seem to have the braincells necessary to realize how he hadn’t even gotten Nasa’s pajama pants off, let alone properly thrust into the engineer, his desire and intentions were clear, and they were all it took to make Nasa’s body roast itself to death in his embarrassment. Which, mixed with a sense of embarrassment that plagued the blue-haired man while he listened to the bed creak and Vash moan more praise for the engineer’s body. “So hot, so tight.” “God, I need you so badly, Nasa.” “You’re so good at this.” “I love you so much. You make me feel so good.” and more fell freely from Vash’s mouth as he continued to thrust against Nasa’s thigh with a harsh grip that some part of the engineer enjoyed, but also feared would break his leg.

Though, that wasn’t the only, nor the biggest risk, on Nasa’s mind. The most pressing thought that plagued his pollen-suffocated mind, was Oh god, why is it so hard to breathe? Vash isn’t going to legitimately crush me to death, is he? Not really his bones. Or, at least his leg, the ache in his ribcage from Vash’s weight squishing his leg into his upper body was a bit harder to ignore. But, Nasa gave it his best shot.

Something he did by focusing on Vash’s soft moans, nonsensical mutters, and the creaks of his hotel’s bed. Or, the bonfire-esque scent that invaded his nostrils while his body gently bounced in time with the tall blonde’s thrusts. Until, inevitably, his senses were drug back to the moment when the man that loomed over him whimpered, “C-Can I cum inside? Please?!” as if the boxers that his erection was trapped in began to hurt him, or maybe the friction from his mindless humping was. Either way, the pained desperation in his voice took the man by surprise. Though, it only lasted for a heartbeat before his senses returned and he could stumble out, “Uh, yes. Yes, cum inside all you want, Vash.” he panted, his face warmer than the sun, though somehow not as warm as the cum that he felt splatter onto the back of his thighs with a slightly pained moan. Something that he couldn’t share in, that time. All he could do was lay on the uncomfortable mattress and watch the scrunch of painful lust fade from vash’s sun-freckled face. Until, the tall man could open his eyes once more and Nasa could see how those beautiful emeralds had lost their cloudy nature for the night.

“The hell got into you tonight, Vash?” He asked as the man slowly leaned back with his leg, the simple movement already a relief to the breathless man. “I...I don’t know.” Was Vash’s muttered offering as he flopped heavily onto the bed beside Nasa. “I went to my room to lay down, and...suddenly I was really horny...Sorry.” But, Nasa was already shaking his head, “It’s fine, Vash. Just...weird, I suppose. Next time, at least try to get our clothes off.” He joked, though his words landed on deaf ears because, Vash had already conked out beside him on the bed. So, the engineer just sighed and got up to go wash himself up so that he could join the tall man in slumber.

[hiests-art-archive]

HAPPY JUNE 19TH!

u know what that means? FRIGGN DHMIS CONTENT!!!!

this is a lil bit of an old drawing meet my hc version offf...

these fellas! since they were only shown once for a few seconds and were never given personality, i kinda gave em some like.. at least a year ago and i still remember it so imma ramble abt it :> blue: the opposite of red guy. she's energetic and loud, and quite a bit childish. red guy's 2nd-cousin-twice-removed, definitely the different one in her family. they dont really like that about her but she doesnt care, she just stays away from them. if she had a name, itd be henrietta :> green guy: yellow guy's older brother. he grew up with their mom instead of roy, so yellow guy has basically forgotten about green guy's existence. green guy is kind of like a less-smart smart yellow, and moreso the red guy of the group personality wise. smarter than the other 2 for sure, he helps keep them out of trouble. not very energetic, but he knows how to speak up when it's needed. i used to call him "monni", as a mix of doi and manny and an inverse to what i called yellow guy, aka "danny" red duck: a cardinal. isn't related to duck in any way. he's an adventerous one, the type of person to do seemingly dangerous things and then go "oh crap" when something actually goes wrong. he's scared of quite a few things, he just doesnt wanna admit it in front of the other 2. even if at times he'd like to run away, he'd stay to make sure the others are okay instead. his name wouldve been "jay", to reference the blue jay, like how duck's fanon name references robins i have something else relating to dhmis that i drew a while back. if i can find it, ill show it :>

[synergysilhouette]

This'll sound wild, but I kinda want Disney Animation to make their own Kingdom Hearts movie. HEAR ME OUT.

It definitely felt like a good film to make to celebrate 100 years, but I've got several stipulations:

Rather than relying on fanservice, I'd want to focus completely on the original aspects of this. I know it's ironic for Disney to make a film based on a video game series featuring many Disney movies and remove all of them, but it's better to focus on the original characters here, given that they already have A LOT going on. I don't mind Disney references, though! (Honestly, after KH2, the series relied mostly on it's own story while the Disney worlds felt like pit stops in the main plot, so in retrospect, it'd be better to stick to original content.)

2. Sora, Riku, and Kairi would be the main characters in lieu of Sora with Donald and Goofy, while the villains would be Xehanort (who can change shape, allowing us to see him as younger versions of himself, and shapeshifting as other characters to mess with the group's minds), Marluxia, Terra, Vanitas, Xigbar, Larxene, Axel, Saix, Demyx and Luxord. The rest would simply be assistants/guards for Ansem the wise, as they were in the games before becoming nobodies. Regular monsters would not exist here, except for the Unversed, since Vanitas summons them himself, and the fact that most of O10 are nobodies. Xehanort would manipulate darkness, while the other O10 members would use their magical weapons as usual. The villain backgrounds outside of Xehanort's are explored, albeit briefly. This shouldn't be a problem; Axel/Saix, Larxene/Marluxia, Vanitas, and Terra's don't have an immense amount of details in their backstories that have to be explained. Xigbar, Demyx, and Luxord may need some extra time to explain, though. I'd also remove Namine and give Kairi her powers over memory; I'm kinda mixed about this since we have so many characters, but I did want to improve the female-to-male ratio.

3. Have Terra join Ansem of his own volition after Xehanort sends Aqua into the realm of darkness and Vanitas "kills" Ventus (he's actually been hidden away by Aqua beforehand, but Terra doesn't know this). He joins Ansem the Wise as an apprentice, furthering his research into the nature of hearts without the latter realizing his malicious intentions.

4. Give Ansem the Wise the role of Yen Sid, making him much more altruistic (and magical) than in the games. His investigation is tied with creating life and controlling others--moreso curiosity rather than actual plans to utilize it, largely encouraged by Terra in order for Xehanort to learn better how to control the hearts of others.

5. Terra serves as a cautionary tale for Riku, but Xehanort manages to break his mind and enlist him into the ranks. Unlike Terra, who sadly obeys, Riku is much controlled, becoming cruel and condescending, similar to his arc in KH1 and Sasuke Uchiha.

6. Flashbacks are given to the Wayfinder Trio, but nothing to take up too much time. Just give us the idea: they fought Xehanort, and they lost. I do like the idea that Ventus and Vanitas are his sons--well, Ventus is his son while Vanitas is the darkness taken from him and raised alongside him, until Xehanort abuses him once Xehanort kidnaps Ventus to get him away from Xehanort. It's better than expanding on the lore with the Foretellers (though I'd probably have them mentioned as the founders of the kingdom the film is set in without involving them too much), and we can still keep the reason why Vanitas looks like Sora. I'd also like their colors to be more apparent in their outfits (Ventus in green, Terra in red, and Aqua in a more vibrant blue). Plus explaining how Eraqus was Xehanort's childhood best friend until Xehanort was forced to kill him is a good way to explain how far our villain has fallen--I do want to nix Eraqus trying to kill Ven, though; instead he's the one trying to hide Ventus, before Vanitas and Xehanort intercept him. Xehanort kills Eraqus, and Aqua fends off Vanitas while she hides Ventus.

7. Neither Roxas nor Xion exist. Axel just befriends Ventus and Kairi instead. I feel like it creates more confusion (Sora has to become a nobody for Roxas to exist, and Xemnas to capture Sora in order to get his memories of Kairi to make Xion) to include them. These friendships make him question working for the Organization, hurting Saix. In fact, Vanitas and Kairi's pure hearts of light is what makes them uniquely strong against Xehanort, which is why Xehanort wants to capture them (plus to prevent Axel's swaying allegiance). Ventus is also of pivotal importance once Xehanort corrupts Aqua, as he becomes concerned that seeing him will break his control/influence over them.

8. Xehanort's goal is clear. I'm super confused in the game what he wants, and something that I'd love is his quest for equality with light and darkness; as Fairy Godmother said, "strong rays of light create long shadows." Perhaps his world is consumed in darkness, or his home was filled with light, creating disproportionate corruption in other parts of the world. Plus this is reflected in his sons, Ventus and Vanitas: Vanitas is the embodiment of darkness, while Vanitas is pure light. Plus he'd keep his ability to see into the hearts of others, explaining his interest in Ansem. I'd nix the time travel abilities, though.

9. Make it a musical. No, I'm not kidding. I love Disney musicals, and I'd love for it to have amazing original songs to go with the score. Hikaru Utada co-writing the songs would be nice.

I know a lot of people will bash this, but I hope you at least indulge me! Lemme know if you have any questions. I may tweak this later.

[intcritus]

phoenixes tend to vary in color depending just what they specialize in. some phoenixes like salem are rainbow hued because they are part of the species that often have a more artistic view on life and were some of the first phoenixes in existence.

whereas elliot's color is more greenish and red because of them being more prone to being venomous. regardless of this, their tears still heal many.

their feathers are incredibly precious and a rare commidity that no one has ever managed to get a hold of. most feathers that fall off willingly, whether they've been preened or otherwise do not last long, they have a lifespan of exactly two hours before completely withering away.

elliot tends to keep his wings out, because it's what he's used to whereas Salem goes without because unless they're creating something massive, it's the only time their wings are needed. but there's no hiding that they're essentially mythical birbs, they both ( salem moreso ) have feathers hidden within their hair, salem along their hairline and elliot with actually hidden within his messy hair.

they molt around the same time, elliot's feathers becoming more red with ash gray mixed in while salem's take on a gradient of blues and greens with ivory mixed in splashes. they tend to disappears for a few weeks period to help in this presence and aren't seen outside of the people who are close to them.

[nvrcmplt]

"Smells like you have had enough wine and liquor for the both of us," the warden jokes as he stands before the other, the two having bumped into one another up on the surface.

A strange occasion, the warden's hand occupied by a bag of food he had been collecting, another rising to grasp onto Einri's chin. It's dark, it's evening, who is to pay attention to the duke's nightly affairs as he stands before Einri, thumb trailing up the dark and gold lines travling up the surface of his chip, up to the bottom of his lip. At the edge of said lip, Wriothesley cants his head, a curious hm let out; "never realized that there's gold in your tattoos."

Prying, silvery gaze then abruptly shifts up to meet Einri's own eyes, the duke guiding him a little closer, though not close enough for further contact to establish. "If you sober up, maybe I'll share my food with you at my office. "

Merry and swaying, the tunes of the taverns fresh in his mind, on his lips - tongue abuzz with flavours he couldn't describe to others with just how much he mixed and gulped with fingers in pockets, wallets and flirty-promises to steal watch, pearl and more. Heavy with good nights thievery, he wasn't stupid enough to completely let the drink get to his head. He tried to dally in the fresh air - sway and hum that merry tune, only to fall upon the shadow of a man he wasn't so used to seeing without bars in front of his vision!

"Ahoy!" Laughter was bright, yet subdued for the two of them. The cobble grounds under his boots not the best at keeping him upright with how much his shoe-toe gets stuck under a lifted brick. This time though he needn't be walking - just swaying as if he was. A habit to keep a rhythm, even as his lashes flutter with blackened hairs brushing over flushed cheeks. A shimmer of his sea-blues and wild greens, attention to their gaze on his face. That glower - ah, he didn't shy away from letting his teeth scrap his bottom lip, the inaudible pop of it freeing itself with a lasting smirk was all that was given in return to Wrio's words.

"You got it, handsome." A flutter of his lashes, a shimmer of that golden hue as his vision beneath the headband ignited just a touch. Energy was always a wonderful way to rinse his senses, to rid of the fluids in his guts, but it was at a price. After all, to purge alcohol… you had to get rid of it. Thus - a hand was quick to push Wrio's chest, whether fingers slithered un shirt for a moments brush of flesh was for Einri to dream about as he turned aside - the nearest bin shoved open and his guts heaving out the delicious remnants of a bountiful night. Wrenching the last of it, pure liquid, which wasn't the best idea for a drinking night - the shorter male stood upright and inhaled deep.

Rolling his shoulders and stepping back with a sway and back of his hand to his chin to wipe aside drool moreso than vomit. "Waste of a good coin that, but for you… worth it." Fingers dip into his shirt, removing a pouch of herbs that have the strongest scent of mint - tossing a wad of them into his teeth to chew with ease. The next thing was his forever-filled waterskin on his hip just below his kidney. That was swung around to be chugged on, the mint leaf spat into the bin and replaced by another bundle to really freshen up the best he could without brush and paste. Worked well in the wilds.

"… Sober enuff, I say." Not at all, but at least he won't digest any more into his system as he stepped forward and wobbled with a laugh before reaching out to snag onto Wrio's jacket's sleeve. "Lead tha'way, cap'in! If ya fas' enough, can see jus' how far my tatts go down with ya own hands before I sleep... unless ya into tha'."

[epicspheal]

I have to say Gen 7 probably would've become my all time favorite generation had USUM and Let's Go been proper sequels instead of just alternate retellings. Because there's a lot of untapped storytelling potential between Alola and Kanto (both separately and together as they are rather linked). Admittedly I'm not the hugest fan of the Aether family plot (which is moreso how it overshadows the native Alolans in their own home region), but I found it to be better in SM than USUM. And so it would've been nice USUM had just focused on the Necrozma plot with Lillie (after she returns from Kanto) and Gladion helping the Kahunas, Tapus and Trial Captains fend off Necrozma and using the Aether Foundation's research to help combat the threat. Then in the post-game do a little sidequest with Mohn and then have Lillie along with Gladion be one of the potential Title Defense matches to show how much she's grown since her original journey as well as having her at the Battle Tree as a multi battle partner. I feel like the Ultra Recon Squad was vastly underutilized in the USUM so by knocking out the Aether family story repeat (since it would be a sequel) they could have a more expanded role as they perhaps clash with the Kahuna's ideas for how to deal with Necrozma. I definitely want to see the Kahunas have more story importance and having them be at odds with the Ultra Recon Squad would definitely make both groups more relevant.

And with a sequel we could see how Alola has progressed in terms of it's burgeoning Pokemon League. It'd be cool to see some different trial captains running things (because although they give vague age ranges-I feel like Kiawe and Mina could've aged out of the trial captain role) and we could even see shifts in the Elite Four. It'd be cool to see say Plumeria and Guzma become Elite Four members and perhaps even have Hau as champion (because Hau deserves champion status). They could even show progress on the "Kantonian Gyms" where maybe some of the retired trial captains and elite four rotate on a daily basis with Ryuki to be the gym leader putting an Alolan on the gym tradition.

Then there's Let's GO which could've fit so well in between HGSS and before SM as a bit of a connection between Kanto and Alola. Like personally, I don't see anything bad about Chase/Elaine and Trace as characters but I feel they weren't used to the best of their abilities because they essentially retrace Red's story and Red and Blue's story...while still having Red and Blue (and Green) in the mix. The results being that pretty much none of the six get served by this except for Green (because it's her first time existing canonically so it's automatically a win) and Blue slightly (he's at least his own established character but I feel like the rewrite dampens the impact of his mentorship because part of what makes him such a good mentor in Masters is the knowledge that he was a little shit in the past but grew whereas Let's Go seems to almost retcon that entirely with no mention). It'd be nice to see an older Red, Blue and Green (or make her Leaf just because I like the FRLG canon) be Chase, Elaine and Trace's mentors while they embark on a whole new journey in Kanto with a new antagonist. Since a younger Mina is already present in Let's Go it'd be cool to slightly expand her plot more to give some more insight on the Alola Island Challenge which would tie in nicely to her debut in SM. It'd be cool to see Red, Blue and Green/Leaf reflect a bit on their journeys now that they're adults and see them pass on the torch in a proper fashion to Chase, Elaine and Trace. This could give rise to Trace perhaps taking up the Viridian Gym once Blue accepts the Battle Tree offer. I'd love for Green/Leaf to have more personality expanded upon both on her own and her dynamic with Red and Blue. Maybe get some insight from Blue (or Red himself) about how they finally got Red down from Mt. Silver and how they repaired their friendship. All the while giving Chase, Elaine and Trace their own type of dynamic and story that helps to further differentiate the New Kanto Trio from the OG Kanto Trio. Also once again with enough time passing it'd be cool to see how the gym and Elite Four lineups would've changed. I could potentially see say Brock and Misty going to the Elite Four replacing Koga and Bruno and then us getting new gym leaders to replace them. Since Sabrina begins to take up acting around BW2 maybe she also gets replaced by someone else as well.

[palominocorn]

Red and green are opposites! Just, in pigments rather than actual light colors, or dyes. This is a distinction that is rarely taught in the US! Most or us only have "art" classes until age 10, if ever, and most of them will only ever use crayons, fingerpaints, etc. All of which are pigment based, not dye. So US kids learn Red-Yellow-Blue (a color system almost unique to painting) instead of CMYK (the color system for dyes, light) or RGB (for limited light, popularly electronics).

This is also why US under-10s are so INSANELY destructive to markers; way moreso than kids overseas. Markers ARE dye based, so all the colors "come out wrong" and then the kid gets pissed. Which I can't wholly blame them for. They're a kid, and they were not just told but SHOWN that mixing RYB makes black, and yet now it's making Horrible Greenish Brown instead.

I hypothesize that this is also why US students at all ages are almost morally opposed to the existence of highlighter markers.

Anyway, it all comes back to a refusal to teach in US schools, at the end of the day.

The "destruction with markers" thing has started spreading, unfortunately, I've heard tell from my relatives back in Europe that kids have gotten more aggressive with their coloring stuff. Though whether this is a factor of worsening color education or worsening treatment of kids, I am not sure.

I have seen some older texts talking about the red-yellow-blue color system where the colors very much look like CMY, which I thought was absolutely FASCINATING. Did the colors fade? Or did the definitions of the colors change?

[long rant about Anglophone definitions of "blue" being indigo omitted because it's too rainy outside for me to be a grumpy Eastern European on main]

Most people I know, both here in the States and back there in Europe, haven't had much art education past the age of ten or eleven (elementary school, where I grew up). My high school has two semesters of art as a graduation requirement, but it was a joke. The smart kids took AP art history, which from what I've heard had less actual history and more rote memorization of five hundred paintings. All the other classes were basically "goof off" ones.

So the "lies to children" form of art education basically becomes the It Is Known of adult art knowledge, and capitalism means that only people who want to Do Art For Money have any motivation/time to do any actual art and learn about it.

(Seriously, almost every time I mention that I do art of any form, people ask if I have like an Etsy store. No?!?! I don't?!?! I have a full time job, and I do art to RELAX and NOT THINK ABOUT the fact that our gas chromatography machine broke AGAIN, who the fuck keeps leaving the lamp in that thing on, we have SIGNS and everything - can you tell I'm posting this while not paying attention to work?)

[stereorebel]

imma just rant about my wof hybrid ocs i have that i have yet to draw but still love with all my heart- it's long so prepare yourself to view my ramblings after the cut

wildfire (she/her), a leaf/sky gal with firescales. she's got a sage green body with a deep green underbelly that slowly fades from red, to orange, to yellow. her eyes are bright blue and she's got wings in between that skywing shape and that leafwing shape. her wings are deep red that fades to a coal black at the edges as if they were charred, and she's got splotches of fire colors all over her body. the formation at the end of her tail that looks a lot like a leaf on normal leafwings looks like fire on her.

desert rose (she/it), a sand/rain girlie. she's got both venom and a stinging tail, but both are weaker than normal. her body scales are a pale, sandy color like most sandwings, and her underbelly is a dull pink. her sail a similar, yet darker than her underbelly. she's got a mix of bright orange and deep pink freckles on her wings, nose, talons, and legs. instead of her stinging tail getting darker at the end, hers gets lighter and pinker, with the actual stinger being orange, her frills are a similar color. her eyes are a deep, dusty shade of green that looks similar to moss. she wears a lot of jewelry, most being silver and obsidian.

dawnkeeper (he/him) and duskbreaker (he/they), night/sky boys that are complete opposites and also twins! dawnkeeper has a mostly skywing look, a slender body yet a small size. his colors are pale and muted, yet he has pinks, oranges, and deep purples with hints of blue. he is also piebald, with cloud-like splotches over parts of his body. his eyes are a deep red and he often keeps to himself. duskbreaker has a larger, stockier build moreso like a nightwing, yet a long neck. his wings are large and deep, dusty purple with faint star-like and constellation-like patterns on them. he a mostly black and purple body, and has hints of blue on him, most are accompanies by oranges and pinks. his eyes are pale blue and shimmer in the sunlight. like dawnkeeper, he is quiet and often alone, yet is better at sneaking away from social situations.

last but not least.....

abyss (it/he/they) and trench (they/them)! these guys are conjoined twin sea/night fuckheads. they have a deep purple body with pale navy back scales. they have bright cyan, nearly white, bioluminescent scales but fewer than a pure seawing. they also have bioluminescent teardrop scales next to their eyes, but do not show evidence of being able to read minds or see into the future. the only reliable way to differentiate them is their eyes. their scleras are black, but abyss has bright lavender eyes and trench has baby blue eyes. their tail is shorter and less maneuverable than a seawing's, like a nightwing's is, which makes swimming a bit harder but not too bad as they still have webbed talons.

[smol-tired-binch-blog]

Demonverse District Colour Palettes

By this I mean the colours associated with each Sin/District. Obviously this doesn't mean you like, can't wear a colour in a certain district, but it's moreso there's recurring themes (plus I like colour coding lol)

Pride: White, Yellow, Gold

I feel like these are very bright and regal colours. Naturally it's a District full of people who take, well, pride in their appearances, so I can imagine it being filled with very proud, majestic buildings. Red and purple are also not uncommon accent colours (purple having royal associations and red being very striking, and matches its Viceroy and King, Lucifer)

Greed: Black, Yellow, Gold

Now, this is fun, cause I feel like it'd be very similar to Pride with the love of gold, but I like the black as being more striking, or at least a different type. As it's full of people with expensive tastes, this District is luxuriously decorated on the surface, but most quickly run out of money as they spend it as recklessly as they did in life but forget they have no way of accumulating it back. Very much a facade of beauty but underlying sense of things crumbling, falling apart. Still has its own magnificence in a way, but less so than Pride. Purple is also favoured as an accent colour (again, royal colour), but they prefer green to red.

Gluttony: Red, Rainbow

Yep, I'm cheating with this one. Red is UNDOUBTEDLY a favoured colour; the colour of wine, of fruits, of meat, of blood. However, food comes in a variety of forms and flavours, and therefore, colours. Blue might be the least common colour, along with orange, but honestly, every colour is here (with the amount of candy themed demons I make, pastel pinks and purples and blues and yellows tend to be fairly common). Bright jewel tones are favoured, deep rich colours, but as said, anything goes, really.

Lust: Purple, Pink, Red

"I always knew, I always said / That silk and lace in black and red / will drive a man right off his head". That's from Bring On The Men from the Jekyll and Hyde musical, and it's true! We all know red and black is the sexiest colour combination, but black looks good with everything, and it's VERY damn sexy to pair with purple and/or pink. Mix and match these lovely colours for some great looks really! Yeah, these are simply the sexiest, most passionate colours I can think of that gets the mood across. Nothing like a dark room lit only by garish purple neon or dimmed pink lights, is there? Yes These Are My Favourite Colours Other Than Blue Why Do You Ask

Sloth: Blue, Teal, Silver

Sloth's a fun one because it's overall a very dreamy, slumber-esque place. Much softer colours here in contrast to the louder, brighter Districts. Soft yellows and white also tends to be common accent colours, but there is a heavy emphasis on starry night skies, soft beds, slumberous vibe to the place. Funnily enough, though, Hellborns from this District tend to be the busiest and hardest workers. Guess it's Belphegor's influence. Most people around here end up being sent to work elsewhere (ironic punishment for laziness I suppose), no wonder they're knackered and just wanna sleep when they return home. Beautiful place, though. Try not to let it lull you into a false sense of security.

Wrath: Orange, Red, Black

The most 'classic' Hell imagery. It's the hottest District filled with equally hot-headed people, many of them decked out in leather, even though that probably doesn't help with the heat, which probably makes them EXTRA cranky. Ah well, it's Hell for a reason, right? The roughest place, not one you want to brave alone if you like your limbs exactly where they are.

Envy: Green, Teal, Grey

I say green is one of the most common colours, as obvious as that may be, but it's true. However, teal, grey, even blue and black are favoured highly. In fact a lot of people are sick of the colour green (seriously I promise you you are NOT the first person to say 'green eyed monster' to them). In contrast with Wrath, it's the coldest District, and also the smallest, but also one of the roughest and meanest. The people are cold, defensive, and hostile to others, and it's dreary colour palette reflects that. Similar to Sloth's, but cold rather than comforting. Still, there's probably some strange beauty to be found here, like how the wet, slick streets of Great Yharnam and the Fishing Hamlet from Bloodborne communicate a dead place that's still, somehow, teaming with life.

[kill0mtr]

had a dream minecraft introduced silver into the game, which would make a new weapon called a silver mace. you would make it with a stick, three chains, and a silver ingot. it would act like a fishing rod, and have the same sort of damage as a silver sword. you could also make a set of silver armor and all the silver tools. silver would be a mixed color of iron and quartz, with a more blue-ish tone to it than grey.

they also introduced a new gem, like an emerald or diamond, called "endergem" (or "endgem"?) it was (obviously) found in the end, and would be moreso abundant underneath the main island where the obsidian pillars were. it was used to make a new item called "book of whispering" (book and quill surrounded by endergems), in which you could tame endermen. they would be able to build things for you, or just grab certain blocks and put them in a pile somewhere. it would change their AI, though they WOULD be a bit peeved if you stared them in the eyes for more than ten seconds (they would hit you, but not chase you around. sort of like a "hey, stop staring")

silver would be rare, only second to emeralds in rarity, and endergems would get rarer the farther you got from the main island. so... you would need to think ahead before you made all those books. of course, the endergems could be put onto an armor trim, and so could silver. the endergems would give the trims a purple-green gradient, while teh silver would that blue-ish white i mentioned earlier.

idk. just thought it might be cool. i KNOW it wasnt much, but. fun lil dream ^-^

[kagender]

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theyre like a weird mix of gray and green nowadays? moreso gray.... i swear they were a lot more blue when i was younger but tbh i like their current shade better