#outershell

[lycanwlf]

my 3ds autism is coming back. these things are like animals. they are alive and their ecological niche is playing pokemon games

[sodiumpop]

carter's outershell of twink is lying to you. he is a cub

beard! squish! scruff! cub

[unhetalia]

i like to headcannon that alfred prefers being called cute and adorable over hot and sexy. maybe its because he's so used to his looks being the only thing everyone likes to "compliment" him over (compliment in quotes because they all borderline sexually harass him) that as a coping mechanism he tries everything in his powers to appear as unfuckable as possible in hopes that for once people can look past the outershell and see what truly makes him, him.

one a different note, tying into your asexual hc maybe he ends up hating being called cute AND sexy. on one hand he feels patronized when called cute cause it feels like people assume he's "innocent" and infantilize him which seriously pisses him off cause he's ! an ! ADULT !!! he's not a baby!!! he's 250+ years old and knows way more than the mf calling him cute!!!!!! and on the other hand getting called sexy reminds him that once again nobody gives a fuck about his personality, quirks, and interests only his beauty and what they fantasize he could do for them. both make him feel dirty and used and he hates it so fucking much.

tldr— alfred is king of no compliment, i no exist

I've never thought about it deeply but I actually DO think Alfred doesn't like compliments given in earnest. He likes complimenting himself in that boisterous way. He's great at ignoring people's insults. But if someone genuinely tells him he's amazing he is immediately on guard. Laughs it off - "of course, I'm the best!" - but wants to move on from it quickly. I can see it in my minds eye, but I don't know why. I don't think it would be accurate to say he doesn't trust that people mean it, or that he doesn't believe he has good qualities. He just has a problem with people deciding to tell him about it.

On the looks side, I think he'd find it annoying on a very simple level: he thinks that shit has 0 value so it's like giving him dust and expecting him to be grateful about it.

(On a UKUS note, I firmly believe Arthur is NOT a tsundere when you're in a relationship with him. He is heavy with compliments - well-thought out ones that show he's spent time observing and thinking about you. How that plays out with Al is an interesting thought.)

[kintsugi-dragon]

Hanzo's Prosthetics

My headcanons, once again. Warning for talk of amputations, gore-y details (no pictures, just writing), and manipulation.

I'm a firm believer in Hanzo having lower leg (below the knee) prosthetics, no matter what Blizzard says. He would have gotten them after the battle with Genji, with the clan working together to have them made and be top-of-the-line with fancy internal circuitry and silencing and everything they would need to upgrade his abilities.

(Side note: I also refuse to believe that Hanzo fought with his brother who was also trained in the various martial and sword arts together for years - even if we acknowledge Genji may not have attended many of them, we know that Genji was still an incredible swordsman and warrior - and didn't receive any sort of lasting physical damage like scars. Man has flawless skin for no reason.)

A thought (some angst food) that had only just crossed my mind was, "What if his prosthetics weren't actually necessary?"

What if he had sustained injuries that were not grievous enough to warrant a complete below-the-knee amputation? Perhaps muscles and ligaments were severed, yes, but were able to be repaired to almost normal function with normal treatments, especially when you see the medical capabilities that modern/game time doctors have.

Hanzo might have been told that they needed to remove his legs completely because "the damage was too severe to heal normally", and he would have agreed because he was so far under their influence and would agree to everything they told him - he agreed to kill his brother, the closest family member he had since his father died, his brother! - and so underwent the surgery.

The clan would have thought out the pros and cons of removing their leader's legs. Hanzo would have a strange light cast on him; who took his legs? Who was strong enough, skillful enough, to catch the elder Shimada off-guard in a fight to lead to this? Cybernetics may lead to a weakness that could be exploited with the best hackers. On the other hand, cybernetic legs were stronger, more resilient, adaptable, changeable. He wouldn't have to worry about muscle strain or broken bones. Attachments and upgrades could be made at any time.

They could even hide the fact that they were prosthetics in the first place with a good outershell.

So the clan chooses to have Hanzo's legs amputated, even though they could have chosen to have him recover his flesh legs completely. Hanzo would be made into a better weapon, and he wouldn't even know.

In fact, no one would know. They were constructed so well, with the help of artists and prosthetic "architects", that no one outside of Hanzo and the inner circle of the clan would know that his legs weren't flesh.

When Hanzo joins Overwatch, he keeps them a secret there too. Dr. Zeigler knows, of course, but he refuses to walk outside of his room without them on and requests for a foldable wheelchair to be in his room so he can quickly tuck it under his bed when someone knocks on the door.

He hates his legs, maybe after he discovers some audio logs from the clan discussing his amputation - perhaps during an infiltration in Hanamura for an adjacent mission. He learns that he might have been able to keep his original legs, keep his body away from the clan's eagerness to turn him into more of a living weapon. It disgusts him, because he feels like he's hating Genji and Genji's body, which confuses him because it was Hanzo's fault Genji is like this now, and Genji is living this life with more than just his legs gone. Hanzo hates his legs but he feels his suffering is moot against what he did to his brother, so he sticks with them.

Somewhere inside he also knows that his legs kept him alive the decade he abandoned the clan, being chased by assassins and mercenaries and running around. He can't help but be grateful to what the clan did, and he thinks they made the right choice, even if he would never have agreed to it in the first place.

Speaking of the years after his life in the clan - Hanzo was unable to properly care for his legs while on the run and homeless. Sure, he was able to do his daily maintenance and figure out some things by himself, but when larger and more complex parts would fail, he just had to deal with it and find an underground repairer to hopefully fix it. There were a few times he was scammed and left without properly working legs (or worse), and most days were spent struggling to walk or in pain. One of the first things Overwatch did for him (even if there was a lot of tension and anger towards him) was completely tune-up his legs :)

[yellowjacketsfashion]

CLOSE MATCHES:

Left: Vintage 90s Nike Men’s Blue & Gold Windbreaker.

These are easier to find and look kind of similar. The Nike logo should be easy to cover up with a Yellowjackets patch like the one Misty has.

Right: Game Sportswear “Chesapeake Jacket.”

These look really close to Misty’s jacket though they can be hard to find without random logos on them (belonging to various sports groups).

Left: Charles River “Championship Jacket.”

These look closer to Misty’s jacket than the Nike one but are hard to find.

Right: Vintage 90s Boathouse “Full Zip Windbreaker Jacket”

These have the same problem with the logos as the Game Sportswear jackets but seem to be more common. A lot of them with sports logos also tend to have words on the back which would be more difficult to cover up. These jackets are probably the closest to Misty’s jacket though.

Speaking of Boathouse, their website has a feature where you can design a custom jacket which would help you avoid the pitfalls of buying one of the vintage jackets. Plus their “Men’s Victory Full-Zip Windbreaker Jacket” can be made to look really close to Misty’s jacket. Above are two of my attempts. The one on the right shows how you can even customize it to have the “Equiptment Manager” and Yellowjackets Logo embroidered (you have to be able to provide the logo). But ultimately these jackets are the priciest of all the options unless you know a lot of people who want them as the jackets are cheaper in bulk. I’ve linked the Boathouse Website below if you want to check it out.

All the other jackets I’ve mentioned in this post you’d have to look on sites like Ebay or Poshmark for but don’t worry. I’ll be diying the “equipment manager” and Yellowjackets logo to recreate Misty’s jacket sometime this month so stay tuned for that!

[charliebot-art]

Thinking abt This on this fine and rainy Saturday. This dynamic .... so twisted, so completely fucked. At first, it's cute, almost redeeming, how much Kaon loves his turbofox, but then come to find out this beloved pet is a double agent they've lobotomized and domesticated. It's fucked because they literally could have just killed him but instead do... this. Like. Listen. Regardless of how they currently treat The Pet, they all knew he used to be a person, a person who betrayed them, but Kaon still dotes on it, clearly loves it, but loves it as a pet...

It rly begs the question of what his relationship was like with Dominus before the lobotomy... like... one could almost come to the conclusion that someone convinced Tarn not to kill Dominus when he was found out, but instead, let him keep him, even in a changed state............. Dom what did you do to maintain your cover (Dom did you fuck that chair)

And on top of all that, like, that's not even getting into current Vos... to replace Dominus with someone who looks similar and gets the same codename... and Kaon is BLIND. I. I cant even begin to unpack that rn.

Something else that's interesting is dominus's disguise here, the thing on his back looks like the barrel of a gun... did he also turn into a sniper rifle? I'm sure this is explicitly stated somewhere. Also also wondering,,,, I think it's stated that the DJD knew he had a turbofox alt mode pre-discovery, but I cant say for certain? if so, was this disguise an outershell? Could the outershell incorporate into the alt mode?? These are the questions I have.....

[boiling-with-rage]

rubs your sides rubs your outershell rubosyo

AUGH GET YOUR GREASY HANDS OFF ME

[avolan-underscore]

ITS ME

AGAIN

BUG

if its a bug then where’s its outershell??? ITS EXOSKELETON???

Look at those non-segmented eyes. Full of LIES AND DECEIT!

all he desires is chaos and charrot

[tadashiscience]

Helium's Secret to Stability Unveiled #shorts #chemistry

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VDQXu5ZTMFQ Helium's Secret to Stability Unveiled #shorts #chemistry #Helium #Stability #NobleGases #OctetRule #Electrons #ElementStability #ChemicalBonding #OuterShell #EnergyLevel #ChemistryFacts #ScienceExplained #PeriodicTable Watch the full video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8evJHRzsraA via Tadashi Science https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCXrKyd6XS4oyhjKppE4ZZvw April 22, 2025 at 05:01PM

[noahsbizarreadventure]

umm im too shy to not be anonymous coz i don't want hate but i'd rly love an alter pack pls,, can i get a transcis roboboy alter please?

why of course you can, anon! here you go!

Name/s: AT9-0324, alec, alecksis, tamer, project, prototype, number 9, attie, codex Age: viechronal, permadult, 22 Species: robot / android Personality: cold and calculative, doesn't show a lot of emotion but is good at emulating feelings, has a LOT of questions about life all of the time, deeply cares for humans in its own little way Appearance: white plastic outershell that can have an artificial skin layered over it at personal will, brown, slighty wave hair that falls just below its earlobes, ball-joints that are very doll-like in nature, but work differently, tends to wears office-job attire, but without a tie or blazer (just the pants and a button-up shirt). It wears black dress shoes, and a pulse of cooling liquid can be seen underneath the plastic shell every few seconds Role/s: communicator, alter locator, emotional regulator, absorber Origin/s: paingenic, willogenic, optatiorma Source/s: brainmade Pronouns: he / it / mech / control / power / exo / bot / mecha / cyber / malware / circuit / 101 / robo Gender/s: roboboy, male, erroricine, androidic, pantechnicaeic, techfluid, gendernull, genderapathy Orientation/s: aroacespec, unlabelled CisIDs: robot, android, brown hair, aspd traits, tall, technological advancement, programmed, emotionally painless TransIDs: transcis, transhuman, transhabit, transowned, transblueblood, transphysicalpainless, transmentallypainless, permaloveloser, transpermadissociated, trnsprogrammer, transliving, transrealperson, transtransrobot, transtransandroid, transharmful Interests/hobbies: coding, deprogramming itself, creating life, making others like itself, creating alters in other systems, Paras: dacryphilia, hierophilia, mechanophillia, partialism

many thanks for entrusting me with this alter pack! have a good day, anon!

love from cyberlife tower ^_^

[blooming-grove]

Idk why im imagining the new npc to be kinda turtley in design

A big outershell and buff extremities and a beaked mouth would be so cool. (Do not ask me about the wings/fins idk) but i just think it'd be cool in general chonky turtle breed

[hexgleph]

jumped for joy when Kwite announced the contest so here's my entry

additional doodlez under the cut ^^

headcanon that kwite's hoodie isn't actually a hoodie but an outershell of some sorts that can shapeshift on its own

it can give him legs

[fadedintooblivion]

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[jelliclekay]

I hope I remember the numbers I chose before I had the glaucoma puff test. 5, 8, 24.

Thank youuuu these are such good questions I am so excited to answer them

5. How do they sleep?

Artemis and Lorenzo always sleep little spoon, big spoon. There's a fairly large size difference between the two (Artemis is 5'0 and Lorenzo is 6'0), and spooning lets Lorenzo just completely envelop Artemis as they sleep, and they both really love that.

8. What do they find physically sexiest about each other?

Artemis really loves how large Lorenzo is. He's quite broad, and Artemis finds themselves on more than one occasion staring at his chest and shoulders. They also frequently touch and caress at his chest when the two are in private, loving how bulky he is.

I think if you ask Lorenzo this question, he'd answer with "everything." But the two physical aspects of Artemis that Lorenzo is really drawn to is their body, specifically the curve of their waist and hips. He also loves their eyes, always finding himself lost in their piercing yellow eyes.

24. How did they fall for each other?

Oh my GOD I could go on and on about this

They originally began spending time with one another shortly after Lorenzo returns to the tribe. He's originally from the tribe, but he left when Macavity was ousted (I like the hc that when Macavity left, he took a bunch of the toms with him). He returns at some point, and Artemis takes it upon themselves to help Lorenzo catch up with everything that has happened while he was gone so he doesn't feel so isolated and left out from the tribe.

For Lorenzo, he couldn't help but fall in love with them because of their kindness, especially during a period of time where he doesn't feel like he deserves it. They really help him break his stoic outershell that he built up as a sort of coping mechanism during his time with Macavity and return to the laid-back tom that he used to be. This isnt a case "love saved him" trope because they aren't the sole reason he opens up and returns back to how he was before the trauma of Macavity. Artemis and Lorenzo never really knew each other before Lorenzo left, and I do believe the two would have fallen in love regardless if he stayed or left.

For Artemis, it was just spending so much time with him and getting to know him that did it. Especially as Lorenzo gets more comfortable and begins opening up with them, which makes them fall absolutely head over heels.

[32ratsinatrenchcoat]

Chapter 12 - bitches and hoes

Chapter masterlist

Frisk dreams of his mother.

Cw!// mentions of cigarettes, unsafe homelife, and hint of abuse.

Frisk pov

I opened my eyes and saw the familiar room I had called my bedroom for the past half year or so. I cast a quick glance at the dresser to confirm that the item was there. What item you may ask? A bouqet. I had it specially made for Haley. It was filled to the brim of flowers I've heard her say she loves, and scattered about in the bouquet, some flowers I found pretty on the florist's website.

Today was the day I was going to ask her out, I had the plan all set; we would eat dinner at Gus, walk along the beach and end up in Cindersap forest where we would sit on the grass near the lake and drink champagne on a typical red checkered picnic blanket before I gave her the bouquet and she would fawn over it, saying its perfect and then we would be-

...

I opened the door to my bedroom to my living room, only... it was a hallway... the thought of Haley was pushed away as I explored the familiarities of the hallway with my eyes. An ugly plant in the corner that hadn't been watered since June of 2016. A console table stood right across from me. A bowl of cigarette buds stood on top of a bleek and dusty cream coloured runner.

Theres no way...

A mirror stood between two unlit candles. I couldn't believe my eyes.. behind me wasn't my room in my beloved farmhouse, it was... my childhood bedroom? I turned around to see if I was actually going insane. Holy shit. My bed wasn't in the middle of the room anymore, it was off to the side, the bed was made, poorly, but still made. A stray clump on the bed was revealing my hidden teddy bear I used to own as a child, against my mothers wishes of course.

I turned around again, facing the hallway. I need to find a way out of here. I headed down the stairs I had walked for the first 14 years of my life in the same quiet manner I had always done, or so I thought. I got sloppy towards the end.

Creeeeaaaak

Holy shit.

"Whos there? JJ? Frisk?" A raspy annoyed voice called out from the kitchen, a faint smell of smoke following it. I stepped into the kitchen, "its just me, mother." I stared at her cig bud as she extinguished it in her ashtray. She let out a scoff "of course it is. Why can't you find yourself a girlfriend, hm?"

"Uhm, well, I'm planning on asking someone, mother" I reply. Theres no way she'll get to know about Haley, not by name at least. My mother raised an eyebrow and looked somewhat pleased.

"What is her name?" "..." My mom let out a forced laugh at my silence, "so you won't tell your mother whos raised and cared for you all these years who your little bitch is?" Care is a strong word. "Haley isnt a bi-" "So Haley is her name, hm?" Fuck. "That wasn't so hard to say wasn't it." "Well, no mother but-" She shoved a finger in my face, succsessfully silencing me. "What is she like, son? Is she rich?" "No."

My mother sighed and shook her head. "You've really gotten your fathers intelligence, youre dumber than a rock!" She flicked my forehead. "All poor girls are after one thing; money. I should know, many hoebags like your little Haley came for your father when he was younger... and still had good looks" she scoffed. "Haley isn't a hoebag, mother. And she isn't in it for the money-" "How do you know? Youre stupid and braindead, just like your father. And look at that unruly hair of yours, would it kill you to run a comb through it every now and then" she sneered, jabbing at every flaw she could find.

"Mother, I love her!" "Love, is, dead." Each time she spoke it was like a snapping turtle taking a bite off you, and slowly eating your outershell off until only your soft and vulnerable inner shell was visible.

"Frisk?" A voice called. It was low, you could barely hear it over the nightmare screech from my mom, but it was there. The familiar voice got louder, calling again, "Frisk! Wake the fuck up!" Wake up? Right. This is a dream, how wasn't that obvious?

I had to blink away the tears to get a clear view my surroundings. I was back in my original bed, at home. A worried and confused JJ was placed on the side of my bed aggressively shaking my shoulders. "I'm awake!" I yap out, hoping for her to stop this madness. She furrowed her brows and shook me a bit more for good measure before crossing her arms, "what happened?"

I rubbed my eyes, trying to desperately find words to explain the nightmare I just had. Its silly, I shouldn't have had it, she's gone, out of our life, three life sentences and no parole, but why can't I let it go? "A nightmare..." I mutter. I feel even more silly now, I'm an adult now, only kids have silly nightmares. "It was about her, wasn't it?" JJ asks gently rubbing my back as I nod.

God, this is embarassing. Sitting crying like a child being comforted because of a nightmare. "I thought you didn't get them anymore" she spoke, words filled with worry and pity. "Apparently I do" I sniffle. I wish to succumb to death right now, I can't believe I'm about to do this.

JJ pov

I had no idea he still struggled with this... we really don't talk about this often enough... as much as I think we'd both like to forget it and move on, its too hard. But who can blame you when you've experienced undying trauma for 1/3 of a lifetime?

Something latched onto my waist, Frisk. He sobbed onto me just like he did when he was 2, 4 and 7. And I have a feeling this might not be the last time either.

[poshfind]

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