#one direcion

[strwbrryswiftt]

:p

[just-an-enby-lemon]

My alt take for my own two words/two people (3 but Raine joins later thanks to Stan wingman skills) band au is that they get a small fan cult in the human world but they make BIG in the Boiling Isles.

So they end up focusing way more in the Boiling Isles and since Stan fully belives no one will miss him in the human realm anyway he moves to The Owl House, and it gets to a point Eda is visiting The Human Realm more than Stan.

Stan just disapears to a point most people think he is dead. There's no trace of him.

At least until Ford tries to send a postcard without direcion and by destiny (and Time Baby/Titan/Axelotti interfereance) Owlbert finds it and it ends up in Eda sack of human realm findings (they don't NEED to sell it because they are a famous band but Eda WANTS to and Stan does agree it is a fun scan so he joins in).

When Stan decides to go find his brother in Gravity Falls (while Ford looks for a plan B and finally realizes that Stan might be dead actually) Eda and Raine like the good bandmates they are offer to join. This will eventually end up bad for Bill because liking it or not the trio has Hooty on their side.

[silverryu25]

day 5; constellation of stars

“Have you forgotten how it all ended last time?”

;3 💖💖💖💖

Ohhhh yes~ >:3

Some nice star time for our favourite skele. Hope you enjoy it Kiran!! X3

DAY 5 - Constellation or stars + “Have you forgotten how it all ended last time?”

Tags: suggestive ending

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Stars, the one thing that had always drawn him like a moth to a flame.

A big part of his life was spent daydreaming about the possibility of ever even catching a glimpse of the real stars as he played around with the star-like gems in the caves of Waterfall. The gems were beautiful in their own way, but they couldn’t even be called a pale imitation of the real thing. The first time he saw the night sky as the sun set right after they finally stepped on the surface he felt his soul leap in pure wonder.

It was a sight he never could have imagine.

A sight that he never believed he would live to see.

Yet there he was, eyelights gazing at an endless expanse of the Milky Way. Millions upon billions of stars sparkling so much more beautifully then any Waterfall gem ever could.

It was a sight that he would never forget.

It was the second brightest day in his life. The first one being the moment Papyrus was born.

He thought it would remain that way forever, that nothing could ever outshine the beauty and magnificence of the uncountable constellations and stars his very soul sang to him about in his dreams.

Yet, somehow, he was wrong.

Because here he was, sitting below the clear night sky. No clouds, moon or city lights to obscure the majesty of everything the naked eye could see for millions and billions miles in every direcion he turned. But instead of feeling his soul pound in joy and excitement at the vastness above him, his gaze was transfixed besides him. 

At a fellow skeleton monster that somehow took up presence inside his whole soul.

Sans’ white eyelights shone with a soft glow as his soul beat faster every time Red’s eyelights sparkled as he identified another constellation.

They had planned this trip for months, ever since Red’s people came to the surface. They had a hard time integrating in the peaceful world that awaited them outside of their underground so they needed a lot of help.

It was unanimously decided by the two monster kings that every monster would live with their counterpart until they found their footing and could start life on their own. But somehow, instead of leaving when he got a good and stable job, Red stayed with Sans and slowly, their relationship deepend.

It took a long time for them to actually confess to each other. A drunken pun fight led to something more and ended up with them confessing before their brains really caught up with what they were even saying. After that, well let’s just say things turned steamy and puns went down south real fast~.

It’s been months since then. They were both busy with work and helping out with ambassador activities that their brothers organized for both Frisks. Finally, after months of planning and postponing, they got away together for a fun stargazing camping trip. A perfect combination of a shared love of stars and lazing around doing nothing.

But instead of looking at the stars, Sans’ gaze was glued to Red.

He just couldn’t stop marveling at how lucky he got. How life actually gave him something to love this deeply and freely. It was so atypical of him, so out of character that even he was shocked when he first realized what Red actually meant to him. But slowly, he came to accept those feelings and even shared them with Red little by little.

It was a bonus that any mention of love made Red turn his namesake. It was honestly too adorable and fun to tease Red every time he could.

He was so lost in thoughts that he missed something Red told him.

“hmmm?” Sans blinked his eyelights as he tried to focus on here and now.

“wha’s wron’ sweetheart?” Red flashed a smirk his way. “head full’a stars?”

“*snort*, there’s only one star bright enough for me, red.” Sans purred as his half-lidded gaze stared back at Red. Sans’ smile spread even wider as a soft crimson blush spread over Red’s cheekbones.

“stars dammit! dat was so corny! one star!” Red turned away to hide his obvious blush, as if that was possible in the dark while they were so close.

“aw, don’t be like that red. i’m staring to think you don’t love me anymore.”

“hardy har har. yer just pullin’ on my starstrings an’ ya know it.”

“what can i do, you are the star of my show.”

With a groan Red just turned back and deadpanned at Sans, making him chuckle. Red was the best.

Before Red could snark back anymore Sans leaned forward and kissed him. Their magic sparked as their tongues intertwined, the heat of their breaths a stark contrast with cool night air. They continued kissing until they both ran our of breath, leaning their foreheads together as they stared at each others eyelights. Bright white and red stars of their own.

“ya better stop dere sweetheart if ya don’ wan’ me ta jump yer bones.”

“heh, who says i don’t want you to?”

“but…” Red’ eyelights darted to the side, almost like he wanted to look around for something or someone. “hav’ ya forgo’en how it all end’d last time?”

“...” Sans lazily smiled and gave Red a chaste kiss on the teeth. “i’m not that easily startled out of trying again. are you?”

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The end UwU

Hope you like the value ending XD

If you’re wondering what happened last time they tired having some fun time in an open space… well it was a bit of an embarrassing mess ;P

Will they have more luck this time…………… I’ll let you guess >:3c

[official-rolli-und-rita]

Man why do old people in public always stare at you so much for the smallest things?? STOPP ITTTT!!! Yes i'm carrying a 5kg bag of hay! You're obviously free to look but why are you the only one on this crowded train fixating on me like you're trying to draw my face from memory? Is it THAT weird? Are you SO perplexed as to why i would possibly need a big bag of hay that has a bunch of pictures of rodents on it that you can't resist sharply turning your head in my direcion every time i move? Are you the new anti-hay security they hired without telling me? Please restrain yourself from making me have an anxiety attack i'm begging you

[klausie]

DO U HAVE THE RECIPE FOR THAT.

YES but i used a springform so im gonna write the recipe for that because im not sure what it would be like in other pans

My Chesecak 🤤

Ingredience

Crust

1 1/2 cups walnuts

1/2 cup all-purpose flour

2 1/2 tbsp sugar

4 tbsp (melted) butter

Filling

1 lb (softened) cream cheese

3 eggs

1 cup sugar

zest of 1 large lemon

2 tsp vanilla extract

16 oz soured cream

Direciones

preheat oven to 350

coat bottom of springform pan in butter (unless its nonstick or i mean if you wanna a little butter never hurts)

pulse the walnuts, flour, and sugar in a food processor until theyre yknow... processed, then add the butter and all

press the dough into the pan and bake for like 7 minutes

after that's done take it out to cool and get a big ol bowl for the fillig

beat the cream cheese by itself for a bit to get all the junkchunks out

add the eggs one at a time, mixing until incorporated each egg;s turn

gradually add sugar and beat until creeeamy and divine

add the sour cream, zest, and vanilla and then mix until combined big time and then put it in the pan

FILL a roasting pan with wawa and put the fuckinn pan in the wawa and bake it at 325 for 45 mins or until jigglay

cool it tf off and eat itt

[novicenonny]

on the job, posted to ao3

“I promise I won’t flush. It was just habit, and now I know better, so—”

“Barton, you are not walking out that door,” Natasha said firmly, not looking up from the screen. “If you want to get out of here faster, let us finish the job and we can go.”

“Nat,” he whined.

“I had to get six stitches.”

“It’s not my fault someone stabbed you.” Her head snapped up and the deadly look on her face had him backpedaling immediately. “Okay, it was maybe a little bit my fault, but that’s not going to happen again.”

Now that he’d stopped pacing he really was dancing, fidgeting and twisting his hips, knee jiggling. The refusal after he’d made the decision to go seemed to have double the urgency he was feeling. Natasha ignored him, but Bucky seemed sympathetic.

“Find a trash can,” he suggested.

“I don’t know if you two recall, but we’re supposed to be in and out without leaving any sign of having been here. A trash bin full of urine is going to be a pretty big sign.”

“So is a puddle on the floor if he pisses himself,” Bucky argued throwing a hand in Clint’s direcion, as if there was any question who he was talking about. “And a trail of drips down the hallway is gonna get us caught faster than a trashcan in a room no one is likely to go inside tonight.”

“I’ll piss in the corner before I piss myself,” Clint said mulishly, blush creeping into his cheeks. He hadn’t been embarrassed to admit needing to go, that was just part of being human, but having Bucky think he was such so pathetic he’d lose it in his pants was mortifying.

“Barton, get it together and hold it,” Natasha demanded.

“Where’s your sense of sympathy?” he demanded.

“Six. Stitches.”

[womanexile]

Niall's has someone reaching the finals... youtu.be/YfMBdRBOpYg and will return with Reba, John & Gwen. Sidenote: Finalist covered Kodaline- they had a writing session with HS way back when. Dress kinda reminds me of TS Grammy dress from '21.

I was thinking that too about her dress. She was amazing.

[theclubhero-blog]

Xbox ganha controle similar ao do PS5 da Hyperkin

Por Vinicius Torres Oliveira

Durante a CES 2025, o fabricante de periféricos Hyperkin revelou uma nova versão do The Competitor, seu controle com fio de nível profissional para consoles Xbox e PC. É voltado para jogadores competitivos (isso explica o nome) e tem semelhanças com o DualSense do PlayStation 5.

Tal como acontece com o modelo anterior do The Competitor, o posicionamento simétrico dos manípulos analógicos imita o dos controles do PlayStation. Uma melhoria notável em relação ao gamepad oficial do Xbox é que os manípulos têm efeito Hall em vez de analógicos normais. As peças de efeito Hall são magnéticas e criam resistência constante, mas o mais importante é que têm uma vida útil mais longa e não estão sujeitas a desvios.

Os gatilhos também têm efeito Hall para auxiliar na precisão na aplicação de pressão. Estas são funcionalidades presentes na iteração anterior do The Competitor, pelo que a grande mudança está na ergonomia do gampad, que desta vez é inspirado no DualSense com esquema de cores preto e branco.

O teclado direcional imita claramente o PlayStation one , com cada direção separada e os botões voltados para dentro. Há também um botão de bloqueio do microfone na parte inferior central. Ele também possui dois botões de ombro programáveis, um recurso típico de controladores de terceiros concorrentes e ofertas mais sofisticadas da Sony e da Microsoft, como DualSense Edge e Xbox Elite Series 2.

No momento, a Hyperkin ainda não revelou uma data de lançamento ou preço para a versão atualizada do The Competitor.

[sohhzzy]

𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙤 𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙢?

Sinopse: Uma one shot curtinha baseada nessa fala do Harvey no jogo.

Era por volta das 08h da manhã, Zarah estava terminando de regar todas as mudas de sua plantação. As duas semanas de primavera – assim como sua primeira semana na Vila Pelicanos – foram extremamente corridas e rápidas. Seu tempo foi dedicado a plantar, regar, cortar árvores, mineirar, comer e dormir. Até o momento, a ruiva não havia se apresentado para muitas pessoas na vila, visto que não teria tido tempo o suficiente para isso. Porém, já havia conversado com alguns moradores, uns não tão agradáveis e outros extremamente carismáticos.

Contudo, nesta manhã, Zarah decidiu que após seus afazeres, iria dedicar parte do seu dia para socializar-se com os outros moradores da vila. Com isso, a garota tomou um breve banho, ajeitou seu rabo de cavalo e logo pegou seu machado de aço, pretendia passar no ferreiro logo após a sua missão "miss simpatia" do dia. Após alguns passos, Zarah logo chegou na praça da cidade, avistou Shane de longe e sorriu de canto, um sorriso maléfico.

Shane se mostrou ser um cara muito difícil de se aproximar – ranzinza demais – visto que nas primeiras interações Zarah já havia o mandado se foder, pelo menos foi recíproco. Contudo, a garota se aproximou por trás do rapaz, que rapidamente se assustou com a aproximação repentina da ruiva. — MERDA! Caralho, garota. Não enche logo cedo, já falei que não tenho o que falar com-

— Tá indo trampar, Shandão? — Zarah questionou rindo levemente, interrompendo a fala extremamente previsível do rapaz. Shane revirou os olhos, como se tivesse desistido, balançou a cabeça em afirmação com um semblante entendiante. — Sim... e que merda é essa de Shandão? Me erra garota. — Ele exclamou, mostrando para a ruiva seu dedo do meio. Zarah, claramente se divertindo, retribuiu mandando dois dedos do meio para o rapaz. — Vai se foder então, você vai no Saloon hoje?

Shane deu a Zarah apenas um olhar, um olhar que a ruiva identificou na hora. Era claro que Shane iria a taverna hoje, ainda mais por ser uma sexta-feira. Com isso, Zarah soltou uma risada e deu um soquinho no ombro do garoto. — Entendi, te vejo mais tarde então, fechou? — A ruiva questionou, esticando sua mão para o rapaz apertar. Shane pareceu hesitar, mas logo apertou de volta a mão da garota, não poderia mentir de que a ruiva não era tão chata quanto havia pensado, mas com certeza não admitiria tão cedo. — Fechou, tijolete. — Brincou, em relação a coloração de cabelo da garota. Zarah riu e mandou o garoto se foder, como de costume.

Após sua primeira interação da manhã, a ruiva se virou para trás e direcionou seu olhar para o pequeno hospital da cidade. Zarah não pensou antes de ir até lá, ainda não teria tido a oportunidade de conhecer o médico local da Vila. Ao passar pela porta, o olhar da ruiva passava por cada canto do estabelecimento, nada fora do comum para uma clínica – a qual passaria longe, Zarah detestava ir a hospitais.

Não demorou muito para que uma figura masculina aparecesse em seguida, um homem consideravelmente alto e com um mustache bonito pra caralho. O homem, assim que a avistou, se aproximou com cautela. Zarah não percebia, mas costumava andar com uma expressão séria, e isso causou certa intimidação no homem. Além disso, portava em suas mãos seu grande machado de ferro, o que teria, eventualmente, assustado Harvey por alguns segundos.

— Hm, bom dia, senhorita? Posso... ajudá-la em algo? — Dizia, desviando o olhar uma vez ou outra, aproximando do balcão da recepção, não conseguindo evitar de olhar o machado na mão da mulher. Zarah não teria notado, mas guardou seu machado na mochila. Em seguida, suavizou de forma automática sua expressão e colocou um pequeno sorriso no rosto. — Eai, doutor. Na boa, tô saudável, só queria me apresentar mesmo! Não tive a oportunidade de passar aqui ainda. — Comentou de maneira amigável, esticando a mão para o homem em sua frente. — Sou Zarah, nova moradora da cidade... e fazendeira também.

O homem ajeitou seu óculos e apertou a mão da ruiva um pouco sem jeito, no entanto, Zarah nem havia notado. — Ah, ouvi falar sobre você. É... prazer em conhecê-la, sou o doutor Harvey. Passe por aqui se precisar de algo, estarei a disposição. — Harvey comentou com um sorriso tímido no rosto. Zarah assentiu com a cabeça e apertou um pouco mais a mão do rapaz – sem nem se quer perceber.

— Acho que você não vai me ver tanto por aqui, MAS já agradeço. — Piscou para Harvey, soltando uma risadinha em seguida. — Não vou pegar muito do seu tempo, doutor, vou indo por agora. Preciso dar uma passadinha no Clint. — Disse se soltando do aperto de mão, onde Harvey instantaneamente sentiu um alívio, Zaori era consideravelmente forte.

— Ah, hahaha... não se preocupe, como preferir. Espero então te ver fora do hospital, certo? — Harvey questionou, com um sorriso pequeno nos lábios. Zarah, que estava se aproximando da porta da clínica, parou e acenou com a cabeça, fazendo um joinha com a mão em seguida. — Com toda certeza, doutor. E ah, bigode maneiro. — Piscou e acenou antes de sair.

Harvey não era de receber muitos elogios com muita frequência. Sentiu-se tímido e deslocado, não conseguiu nem responder o elogio a tempo, isso se ele conseguisse pensar em algo a tempo. — Céus... — Disse para si mesmo, suspirando fundo, como se estivesse segurado esse suspiro desde o início.

[nomequedamas]

I'm still in shock. I was never the biggest One Direction fan, let alone Liam, but they were still apart of my childhood. I grew up hearing them seeing my friends who WERE huuuuuuge direcioners fangirl over them and trying to teach me the dances and learn the songs, enjoying their happiness over them...I'll always treasure those memories. So again, even though I wasn't their biggest fans, I think of 15 year old me having fun with her best friends and just being kids. RIP Liam and thanks for the memories

[burningstudio]

Moving out

I don't know who will see this, I'm just trying to lift a weight off my sholders, sorry for any bad grammer if you find any mistakes.

Tomarow I'm moveing out.

Wich is something I've been planing for about two months by now, but I honestly didn't think I would have to pack my bags and leave my family, leave everything behind and just go to never really come back, not if I can help it that is, and right now I'm geting crushed by the thought of it.I don't really know how to say this, it's just really hard for me to even think of what to say, but I don't know if I can do this.

I never really felt loved never acepted for who I was and always a disapointment, always being the forgoten one, never really being the priority of my mom who was just too busy keeping this family together to ever notice me and my problems even tho I was sent to a therapist many times, or my dad who's usually black out drunk, and very cold and abuseve when not, only spending time with me when his Buddy (my unckle) and my mom force him to, tho he always made it clear he sees me as a disapointment, a failer and just not masculin enouth to be his child, always makeing me feel bad for who I was and always makeing hurtfull comments in my direcion.

Tho it doesn't feel right to just run away from him and leave everything behind, I don't know what to do and I don't want to suffer anymore then I already did, I don't what else to do.

[imalsorettish]

Not sure if these count as schematics. im assuming schematics need numbers.

[Image desc: Concept art of a DIY pottery wheel with no electricity. It uses a pedal from a grinding stone to turn a cog that catches on the pottery wheel. The drawings have two different options: pegs on both the cog and the wheel so they connect, or slanted divots on the underside of the wheel so pegs could push them forward one direcion. the divots are angled to act as ramps so that the pegs can slide under them. It would also brake if turned the opposite way. End desc.]

[the3man]

Asteroids Postmortem

While working on the prototype I used basic spritesthat were included with the asteroids asset pack, including a player ship capable of rotating to face any direcion. While this is a simple asset is provided for a simple base that can be improved upon. If I were to improve upon it I would incorporate custom sprites, eith made by me or downloaded fro the asset store to be able to fit the zombie apocalypse theme. For the prototype, were various asteroids to avoid or destroy, being the main goal of the game., where colliding with the asteroids would cause the player to lose lives and restart. I carefully balanced difficulty so the player didnt get too overwhelmed with a large number of asteroids moving faster than the player, each asteroid has a different move speed and spawn rate to balance the game. I also noticed while creating the prototype that the game was very one dimensional, where its just to survive and nothing really changes, so I decided to add a score per asteroid destroyed, where the larger asteroid would give the lowest points, being the easiest to hit, and the smaller giving the most, this would allow the player to feel some sort of challenge and to be able to compete with friends to be able to see who can get the highest score and stay alive the longest. To ensure controls were easy for all users, I implemented simple mouse follow controls for movement, and the basic left click for shoot, to both follow common shooter games having shoot on left click and aim using the mouse movement and to make it so the game is playable with one hand.

To improve upon the game further, I decided to design some powerups, such as multi shot, fire rate up, spread shot, etc., and possible enemies, such as normal zombie, tank zombie, fast zombie, split zombie (killing it creates 2 new normal zombies where it died), to add more depth to the game. To extend the overall gameplay experience. This would provide players alot more gameplay while still keeping the core mechanics from the orignial asteroids concept and prototype, also allowing players to compete with each other and themselves for a highscore.

[matriegler]

@elliebass

Só notou o quanto a interação com Jason deixou Mat transtornado quando já estavam dentro do elevador. Ela o observou antes de responder. “Not exactly… we’re not forcing anything, we just decided to be seen together so people believe that there’s nothing wrong between us. Which is complete bullshit, of course, but some are buying it. It’s a…” Ellie riu, exasperada. “It’s a very strange time to visit, the one you’ve picked. But I’m so, sooo grateful.” O elevador abriu e a SUV preta já os esperava, os saltos de Ellie ecoando contra o piso do estacionamento. “Where to, ma’am?” Victor, seu motorista questionou. “Home, Vi. Just avoid busy roads, please.”

Somente naquele momento Ellie parece ter notado que Mat falava sério em relação a Jason Noir. Ele não gostou da resposta, apesar de ser meio óbvia, especialmente a parte de que não tinha escolhido a época certa para aparecer. Matías retomou o assunto dentro do carro, depois que Elizabeth deu as instruções ao motorista. Ela lembrou a ele os personagens de Gossip Girl, na primeira e única temporada que aceitou assistir com ela quando namoravam. "I'm sorry, I should've called first." Mat direcionou um olhar ao motorista depois de ajeitar sua mochila nos pés. Será que podiam falar qualquer coisa na frente dele?

[iconsfinder]

[undertheniall]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ❤️️❤️️❤️️