#smiles at v1 so wide

[deadlyeyez]

two.

( prev. )

hell is full.

v1 already has marksman for a reason i swear

[write-ur-wrongs]

The Set Up

Fic prompt from @always-and-forever-alone : I was wondering if you could write a store of reader, being called a monster for most of her life, and he either telling her she's not or saying something well it's happening(in he's way, because let be honest he probably wouldn't say it directly, God forbid he cares)

A/N: not proofread or beta-ed. I really wanted to get this one out today so I am going down with my typos. I had another idea in the works for this but this idea snuck up on me as I wrote. I honestly might keep working on v1 to post eventually but here's this one for now! :) ______________________________________________________

“What the fuck, Jaskier?” you screamed, your voice overlapping with the immense witcher standing across from you, who said the same thing.

When your longtime friend had asked you to come into town to meet a friend of his, you’d been hesitant. Life wasn’t kind to non-humans, and it certainly hasn’t been very nice to you. But you’d known Jaskier for years, and he’d never given you any reason to think he’d hurt you. Until now of course.

“Woah! Hey,” Jaskier, to his credit, sounded about as panicked as you felt, “please both of you just sit down and let me – Geralt put the sword down for fuck’s sake.”

You tore your eyes off the white-haired brute, his merciless grip easing off the hilt of his still-sheathed weapon, and chanced a glance at your supposed friend. There was a little bit of sweat on his upper lip, his eyes were wide, and he had his arms outstretched between the two of you, palms down – pacifying? He looked nervous but not guilty.

Why the fuck doesn’t he look guilty? You thought, confusion and hurt mingling bitterly in your stomach.

Wait. The witcher – Geralt? – yelled at Jaskier too. Why the hell was he pissed? Maybe Jaskier expected he kill you for free, or maybe he was on some kind of vacation and resented the job.

You set your eyes back on him, still refusing take a seat at their table, and your breath caught in your throat as his harsh, cat-like eyes, met and held your gaze.

“Y/N,” Jaskier said, waving you forward with the hand closest to you, “please sit. Let me explain.”

“Explain what?” you hissed, “How you hired a witcher to kill me?”

“Kill you?!” Jaskier and, confoundingly, Geralt, said in unison.

“Come on,” Jaskier continued, softening his tone and looking from you to his guest, “you know I would never do that. I have no reason to do that. Please, just sit.”

Fighting every instinct, you pulled up a stool from an adjacent table and joined the pair. Your heart was beating into your ears but you figured the witcher wouldn’t make his move in the middle of a busy tavern so you should be safe – for now.

***

Geralt watched the woman sitting across from him with growing curiosity.

When the bard had told him he was looking forward to introducing him to a friend of his in town, he’d rolled his eyes. Jaskier was always trying to introduce him to women he knew, women he hoped would sway and soften him up a little. It was exhausting, infuriating, and frankly, a little embarrassing. Geralt didn’t need any help in that department and he definitely didn’t share Jaskier’s taste in partners.

But this woman was nothing like the others. For starters, she wasn’t human. Geralt could sense her power even before she entered the tavern, his medallion vibrating in warning against his chest. When she entered, he took immediate notice of the way every candle got brighter, each flame now leaning toward her slightly, drawn in by her power.

She must have been a fire elemental of some kind, he’d thought. Or maybe a sorceress who’d given into the Power brought by fire. Either way, Geralt couldn’t take his eyes off her.

His fascination had only grown when she spotted Jaskier from across the room and her guarded face erupted into a wide and open smile. A smile that turned defensive as soon as she locked eyes with him over the table.

She bared her teeth and sent a surge of power through the room, flames flickering around them. How did Jaskier even meet this woman?

“What the fuck, Jaskier?” he said, pushing up from his seat and reaching for his sword, a confusing mix of defensiveness and jealousy settling in his gut. How and where did his soft, flowery friend meet someone like this?

***

“Okay, first of all, thank you both for agreeing to this.”

“I would never have agreed had I known –”

“Jaskier you son of a –”

“Okay, sorry! Sorry! That was a mistake, I admit that, I’m sorry,” Jaskier said, rambling, “but look, Y/N, you’re always saying how you wished you could find someone who saw you for who you are and not what you are.” He turned to you as he spoke, cupping his hand gently over your elbow, urging you to uncross your arms.

“And Geralt, please don’t kill me for this,” he blurted, placing his other hand next to the witcher’s on the table, “you’re too lonely for your own good, and I thought maybe if you met Y/N, someone who could match you, you could, I don’t know…”

“Wait,” you interrupted him, laughing despite yourself, “you’re saying this is a romantic set-up and not a,” you brought your hand across your throat in a mock-slice, “murder-for-hire set-up?”

“Now, wait, hang on. Why would I kill you?” Geralt said, speaking over your realization defensively, as if he didn’t reach for his sword when you made eye contact. “I’m a witcher, not a damned assassin.”

“Because I’m,” you hesitated and glanced around you to make sure no one was looking before briefly demonstrating by drawing a flame up in your hand and extinguishing it just as quickly. Jaskier was looking at you so softly, his eyes betraying the way he pitied you, but Geralt? He was looking at you like you’d just juggled the bread rolls on the table rather than summoning fire.

“Why would that be reason enough to kill you? You’re not a monster.”

“Tell that to every village I’ve ever dared to call home.” You scoffed.

“Geralt can relate!” Jaskier said, jumping in far too loudly and with too much exuberance. “People have been wrongly treating him like a monster for years!”

“Jask!” Geralt hissed, looking pissed and, wait, was he embarrassed?

“Sorry!” he squeaked, throwing up his hands as he got up from the table. “I am going to get us another round, the two of you… get to know each other.”

You watched your idiot friend rush over to the bar for a beat before rolling your eyes. “I can’t believe he did this.”

“We could take him if we team up,” Geralt said, a mischievous glint shone in his eyes when you looked back at him.

You couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of you then, nor could you stop the blush that crept up your neck when you saw the witcher’s face break into a wider smile.

“Yeah,” you breathed, uncrossing your arms so you could lean over the table toward Geralt conspiratorially, glowing under his open and earnest gaze, “I think we’d make a good team.”

[sweetbunpura]

I have a few dress options for Rollo is you wanna see them!

For dresses that would be perfect for a photo-shoot with Vil we have these three lovely gowns:

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https://i.etsystatic.com/16709326/r/il/35446a/5730158742/il_fullxfull.5730158742_5b6c.jpg

For Wedding some simple but elegant wedding gowns options:

https://i.etsystatic.com/12211291/r/il/6d7227/1709901660/il_570xN.1709901660_6uh6.jpg

https://i.pinimg.com/736x/49/5b/7f/495b7f7025cafeefdeffd85d9f61d573.jpg

https://i.etsystatic.com/6914196/r/il/9802b5/6057210189/il_fullxfull.6057210189_ofml.jpg

https://static.wixstatic.com/media/519379_dc0bc3a368f549368348c46ece74f22a~mv2.jpg/v1/fill/w_520,h_693,al_c,q_85,usm_0.66_1.00_0.01,enc_auto/519379_dc0bc3a368f549368348c46ece74f22a~mv2.jpg

And, as a final bonus, a dress i think Rollo would personally wear, either to wear for Yuu or just for himself:

https://www.couturecandy.com/cdn/shop/products/cinderella-divine-cd0192-bishop-sleeve-evening-dress-special-occasion-dress-29606037389395.jpg?v=1641446166

Let me know if the images don't work!

Rollo, in his third dress: Please tell me you are done.

Vil: Almost. It's quite astonishing how your figure pairs so well with these dresses.

Rollo, hides his blush with the veil on his head: I've been told that I've gotten it from my mother....

Yuu, walks in: Yo.

Rollo freezes.

Vil: Potato, what are you doing here?

Yuu: Got a text from Rook saying he had something of mine. I thought.... *trails off as she sees the back of Rollo* Now I know that ain't Rook or Epel. And any one of these guys is hard to talk in a dress unless it's referring to me.

Vil: ... *smiles as he spins Rollo around* It's Yam.

Yuu, wide eyes as she looks at a red faced Rollo: Oh....that ain't fair....

Rollo, looks like he wants to combust.

Yuu: Send me pics. *leaves*

Vil: I shall.

[ask-detective-toodles]

"Hey Toodles. Sorry to bother you, but I think there's a case I found for ya! In fact, we can investigate together if you'd like. Some of our treats have been going missing overnight when we leave them to cool. Not the best idea, I understand, however.."

[ Sprout gestures vaguely with a free hand, humming under his breath between finished sentences. ]

"I'd like to figure out who is stealing stuff so nobody else loses something they like ."

𖧧 - @berry-boy-v1

"Oh no! That's terrible, Mr. Sprout!" Toodles gasped, her wide eyes filled with worry. But her expression quickly shifted to determination as she adjusted her cap, flashing a reassuring grin at Sprout. "Don’t worry, Mr. Sprout! Detective Toodles is on the case and will help you find those cookies!" She proudly pulled out her magnifying glass, her excitement growing when Sprout mentioned he wouldn’t mind joining her adventure.

"That’s perfect! More people helping means we can solve the case faster! That’s what Daddy always says... though he rarely asks for help himself," she mumbled with a sheepish smile before shaking her head and grinning again. "If we’re going to catch whoever’s behind this, we need to start where the cookies were last seen. You said the kitchen, right? Then the kitchen is our first stop!" With that, she took off running, her enthusiasm evident in how quickly she dashed toward their destination.

[dogdenhoarde]

Redesigns of the Schizophrenia and AvPD plushie dreadfuls

On Schizophrenia "V3":

I feel like the V2 redesign is a very safe and plain design to do. The first one is obviously flawed but it was also very unique and there are elements to it I think could be taken and reused or adjusted as opposed to making just, a pastel bun with some funny eyes and some squiggles?

I based the design in part off of this schizospec flag as I couldn't find a schizophrenia-specific flag (do we even have one?). I feel like the symbol is widely recognized enough by schizospec people that it's usable for a dreadful. I have no idea the significance of the squiggles on the original dreadfuls designs, but I liked the symbols on the feetsies and the "word salad" mini-buns, so I kept all that but changed the buns to "disorganized speech" (featuring scattered letters) and "disorganized thought" (featuring winding traintracks) as I feel those are a more universal schizophrenic experience as opposed to specifically word salad. I kept the split on the head as in the V1 design as the "split mind" meaning of schizophrenia I feel is inoffensive enough (split between self and reality, between reality and perception, etc etc), and it doubles now also as the zipper for the mini-bun storage. I like V1's smile I think he's cute so our V3 can be a little smiley too

On AvPD "V2":

Girl what is this /lh. The AvPD bun is in desperate desperate need of a redesign so here's my pass. Based off of the AvPD flag by avpdvoidspace. I liked the hoodie on the original so I keeept iiiit, otherwise I feel the design is simple enough and I don't have much input on any symbolism or anything, besides the face sort of mimicking a mask as, AvPD friends back me up, a lot of the outward expression is masking. You gotta mask to live basically.

I thought about giving a pull-on mask to the Schizo V3 bun that sort of looked like the V1's face but I couldn't find a good enough reason for it so whatever.

[jakeysbuttsheeks]

Godfather v1

Warnings: profanity, age gap , mature themes, crying , mentions of: overdose , drug use , substance use , death of parent , orphaning , other shit

Pairings: Jake x fem reader

"Y|n! where's Jake?" Josh yells as you walk into the party for Greta's new single release. The music was blasting and you could feel it thumping in your chest .

"he's coming. He's parking the car" you make up an excuse.

"do you want a drink?" Josh smirks, he seemed pretty wasted already.

"you know I'm not even 18 yet right?" You smile at him widely.

"I was doing coke when I was 13, nobody cares" Josh tosses his hand up and you laugh .

"yeah sure" you say , laughing at his exaggeration.

"and anyway you'll be 18 in a month. So you're basically 18 now" he says , dragging you away to the bar.

Jake had stil been giving you the cold shoulder. Not a cold shoulder as such, but he only spoke to you unless he needed to and barely looked your way. You hoped he would ease up and forgive you but it didn't seem like it was happening any time soon .

Speak of the devil. Jakes walks in . Even though he literally drove you here , he insisted on you going in first . Like he had some important business to do before coming in.

Josh notices you look Jake's way when he walks in . Josh has this thing for recognising weird tensions immediately.

"did you and Jake fight or something?" Josh asks as the bartender slides you your drink .

"no" you say taking a sip

"I got my tongue pierced and smoked when he told me not to" you explain and Josh snaps his head at you in shock .

"a tongue piercing!?" He gasps and you nod in guilt before sticking out your tongue to show him .

"Jesus- fuck! It's through your tongue!?" Josh squints .

"yeah. It hurts actually. It's not healed" you say , wishing you hadn't gone out that night with Ethan .

"y|n! Hey!" Axel yells as he comes up to you . You turn his way and smiled at him as he approached you .

"you look amazing I'm glad you came" Axel says , leaning close to your ear so you could hear him speak . Josh gives you a look before leaving you two alone.

You wished he stayed . Axel was all over you , trying his hardest to strike you with his charm. He was charming, it's just- you had your eyes on Jake that was across the room . He seemed to have forgotten your existence.

"and then he told me not to go but I went anyway-" Axel rambled on but you couldn't care less about what he was saying. Your eyes darted around the room when you lost sight of Jake .

You thought Jake probably went out to have a smoke or something. But actually he was dragged away by Josh to have a private conversation.

"what is actually going on between you and y|n" Josh asks as he leans on the wall , playing with his drink .

"what'd you mean?" Jake asked , trying his best not to rat himself out .

"what do I me-? I mean the way you look at her everytime you get a chance ? And she has her on you too . And I know that look in your eyes Jake" Josh blatantly points out as Jake stares at him in guilt, his cheeks growing pink.

"fuck" Jake turns to pace down the area , running his fingers through his hair in frustration. Josh waits for Jake to say something.

"it is that obvious I'm falling madly in love with her?" Jake stops and asks Josh. But Josh doesn't seem to be shocked.

"what the fuck is wrong with me? I've basically brought her up her whole life! I feel like a fucking pedophile Josh!" Jake lets it out as he paces around.

"but I'm not-! I don't like children-! I just- I like her?" Jake rambles , frustrated with himself.

"she's not a child anymore Jake" Josh calmly states , taking a sip of his drink , still leaning on the wall.

"that's not the point- why are you not disgusted with me?!" Jake yells at his twin.

"well" Josh leans off the wall.

"how does she feel about you?" Josh continues.

"i- I don't know- I'm pretty sure she thinks I hate her right now. She probably things of me as her father figure or something" Jake sighs.

"but I don't know- sometimes there's these moments like-" Jake thinks over.

"I don't know- I'm fucking losing my mind!" Jake runs his fingers through his hair again .

"and I can't even tell her anything because she'll think I'm a creep. I can't do that. I can't do this shit-" Jake starts pacing around again.

"calm down" Josh presses in annoyance.

"I've seen how she looks at you. You'll figure it out" Josh pats his shoulder before walking back inside.

You perked up when you saw Josh come back .You waited for Jake but he didn't come.

"gimme a sec. I gotta run to the restroom" you interrupt Axel before you walked to the restroom area to find Jake nowhere there . You wondered lf he'd gone off with some girl or something.

Probably taking a smoke , you told yourself. You headed out to find him nowhere there.

You sigh and walk around, it was quiet and it was nice to be away from Axel.

You take out a cigarette and light it. There was something about night time and the moon that gave you the urge to smoke . It was probably a trait you picked up from your father .

Jake had come back and when he saw you weren't around he went looking for you .

He walked out of the place , the smell of tobacco hitting him as he turned to see you with a cigarette between your fingers and smoke fuming out of your nostrils. It hit something in him. He'd never felt more angry.

"y|n!" You jump when you hear Jake yell . Your stomach felt like the turned inside-out.

He paced up to you and grabbed the cigarette out of your hand and threw it on trb floor before stepping on it .

"don't I give you enough freedom already!? Why do you have to smoke when I specifically tell you not to!? " Jake practically screams at you . You were taken back with his volume and tone.

You'd never seen him so angry before.

"it's just a cig-" you try to talk but he's screaming.

"it starts with all this shit!" Jake points to the cigarette on the floor .

"and then you're out doing every drug on the planet and it'll be too late for me to stop you!" Jake yells as tears swell in your eyes . You chest hurts and your legs felt wabbly.

"give me the pack and the lighter" Jake holds his hand out for you hand it to him . You quiet slip your hand in your pocket and hand him what he asked for.

He walks away immediately , going back inside with angry steps , leaving you there on the verge of breakdown.

Josh burst out of the door as soon as Jake went in, walking up to you and hugging you as you fall into him and you sob.

"he's going through alot right now" Josh tried to soothe.

"he hates me!" You whine as you squeeze Josh .

"aw no honey. I think it's quite the opposite" Josh comforts , petting your back .

You left with Jake not soon after . You managed to pull yourself together before getting into the car as Jake drove home . Not a word was said , you couldn't even have the courage to look at him and neither did he look at you .

You went straight up to your room as soon as Jake parked. You couldn't hold back your tears anymore , you needed to cry.

You changed and got into bed and sobbed into your pillow , trying your heardest not to make a sound but you'd never cried so hard before. Seeing that side of Jake , seeing him so angry and having him yell at you made you sick to the stomach. You definitely weren't touching a cigarette after this.

"y|n?" You heard Jake call behind your door . You held your breath to keep quiet , hoping he'll think you're asleep and go away.

But your door clicked open , your body froze still , trying your hardest not go move , tears still spilling out of your eyes. Your back was facing the door as you lay on your side .

But not moving was hard when you felt the mattress sink with Jake's weight as he lay next to you , wrapping his arm around you and looking over your shoulder. He's seen you now , face puffy and covered in tears.

You spun on your other side , facing him and burying your face into his chest , letting out a sob as he hugged you tightly.

"please don't be mad at me Jake I can't stand it-!" You sob into his chest.

"it was just a cigarette- I'm sorry" you cry and Jake shushes you , you notice his body is slightly tense.

"no I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. I just- I couldn't stop your dad when I had the chance and I lost him. And I can't afford to lose you too" he speaks meekly.

"Jake I'm not going to become like dad" you break away from his chest to face him , he cups your cheeks and wipes your tears away with him thumb.

"I know- but I don't want to risk it" Jake says. You couldn't blame him. Sometimes you forget that it wasn't just you that lost someone. Jake lost his best friend and he has to pretend to be fine for you. It must be hard on him too.

"you remind of him sometimes" he says , caressing your face.

"I'm not going to do that to myself. I promise" you say , trying your hardest to reassure him.

"good" he pets your head , his eyes going from your hair to all over your face. Fixing at your lips.

He wanted to kiss you . He wanted to kiss you so badly and tell you he never meant to make you cry so hard.

Instead he leans in and pecks your forehead, pulling you back into his chest , wrapping his arms around you and holding you close.

You could smell his shampoo on his hair , you could smell his cologne and his bodywash on his skin. He was warm and his heart was thumping in his chest , he held you securely. It felt like he was showing more than he could tell. Jake was never one to speak what he felt . He was better showing.

You felt him place another kiss on the top of your head. He was apologizing.

You hold him tighter and rub his back to show him you understand him and that you weren't going to hold it against him for yelling at you .

You didn't realise when you'd fallen asleep untill you woke up , lying on Jake's chest as he lay on his back with his arm around you . Your legs were tangled with his.

You moved your arm that was wrapped around Jake , realising your hand was under his tshirt, resting on his bare chest .

He shuffled lightly and you look up to see his eyes half open , the corners of his mouth turning up in a small smile.

"sorry. It's a habit" You sheepish smile back at him as you slip your hand out from under his tshirt and sit up. You had this thing of hugging your pillow and slipping your hand under the cover.

"s'okay" Jake smiles as he sits up with you . There it was again the urge to kiss you. And you wished he kissed you too .

"okay what do you want for breakfast? How's that piercing doing?" Jake asks as he hops out of bed and stretches.

"it hurts but it's okay" you smile as you watch him head for the door .

"soup?" He asks and you nod before he left to head downstairs.

(shit post lol)

NEXT PART

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[pennyserenade]

i genuinely recommend this playlist from the deepest, most genuine part of myself that has nothing at all to do with lust. if he didn't have good music taste i would say, but he does. i have found so many good songs off of this eclectic little mix, including but not limited to: the one to wait by ccfx, i am the river by lael neale, dance crasher by alton ellis & the flames, and the cross by prince. he also includes some of my all time favorites, too: you can have it all by yo la tengo, shark smile by big thief, in my life by the beatles, cold blooded old times by smog. if all my sincerity has not yet convinced you, i will fall back onto his own credentials: he was a rockstar for a period. here you can see him as a wide eyed nineteen year old musician explaining music in a beautifully thick irish accent, and here you can listen to one of his band's songs titled time travel (he's singing and playing rhythm guitar)

[bilightningwhumper]

@flufftober 2024- Day 20-V1: Paw

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"Forever Prey" Masterlist --- TNEI Tumblr Masterlist

Summary:

Excerpt for "Forever Prey" (Red Riding Hood retelling) Sienna meets a fluffy surprise

Notes:

Characters: Sienna- Red Riding Hood Rae- Huntsman Jellybean

Ao3 link

Word count: 294

Sienna PoV

Sienna wasn’t sure what to do with herself. This was Rae’s home. Not hers. So she just stayed curled up in the bed provided to her. It probably wasn’t right for her to take up space anywhere else here.

Suddenly, there was a paw on the edge of the bed. Then two paws. She startled back, wide-eyed and still as she watched them pat around before something jumped on the bed with her.

A slim black cat stared at her with big yellow eyes. One of its ears twitched ans she felt one of hers do the same in response.

Tentatively, she held out a hand to it. Rae had mentioned her pet cat, Jellybean, was friendly. But having not seen it yet, Sienna had assumed he was like her, hidden somehow in the small living space. So she found herself relaxing to find out the truth as the small creature sniffed her fingers.

Jellybean seemed to find her scent pleasant as he then rubbed his head against her hand, purring as he nuzzled his body along her arm before flopping down against her chest. Bemused, Sienna let her hand be pulled down as he wrapped his paws around it, guiding her to scratch in just the right spots.

Curling up around her new companion, she felt the tension draining from her body as the vibrations of his purrs rumbled into her chest. She startled as she began to purr herself, but didn’t stop either when it made Jellybean purr louder. It was nice.

When Rae came home for lunch, the two of them were curled up together, asleep. So she didn’t see her soulmate’s big tearful smile, though she would eventually find the several pictures taken by Rae of the sweet moment later.

TNEI Taglist:

@scoundrelwithboba

[novankenn]

Altered Destiny (v1-11)

{Table of Contents}

Silence filled the room. Jaune smiling warmly stepped into the room, as Glynda waited just outside the door. Nora looked confused, her eyes roving from the girl, to Pyrrha to Ren to Professor Goodwitch, and then back to the girl. 

Ren’s eyes narrowed, suspicion filling his mind as he watched and waited. Ren was well aware of Jaune’s unique tells, and if this person was who she was trying to claim to be… then he would see proof.

Pyrrha’s eyes grew wide in utter shock as she slapped her hands over her mouth to muffle her scream of shock and dismay. This had to be a lie, a trick, right? It had to be, yet as she stared at the young woman stepping into their dorm, she could see the traces. The little things her heart had memorized about Jaune.

“Guys?” Jaune asked, her smile faltering, and worry starting to touch her eyes. “Guys? It’s me… Jaune.”

“What is this?” Nora snapped, “Some kind of sick joke?”

“N… Nora?” Jaune stammered, taking an unsteady step backwards.

“You!” Nora pointed past Jaune straight at Professor Goodwitch. “You said he’d be returning today, and then you show up with… with… her?”

“Nora, calm…” Ren took a step forward, only to have Nora push him back.

“No! NO! I want to know what’s going on! Where’s Jaune?” Nora shouted

“I’m right here.” Jaune spoke up, swallowing her fear and stepping directly before Nora. “I’m right here.”

“No… no… NO!” Nora took several steps backwards, “You’re not Fearless Leader… you’re not… where is he?”

“Nora,” Jaune took a step forward, her arms spread wide, a sad smile on her face. “It’s me. I’m right here.”

“You can’t be… but you are?” Pyrrha whispered, as she took a couple of hesitant steps towards the young woman. She looked from the girl to professor Goodwitch. “Is it true?”

“Nora don’t!” Ren yelled, reading his partner’s body language easily, but he was a fraction tool slow and watched in shock as Nora lunged forward and shoved the young woman back… hard.

“You’re not Jaune-Jaune!”

Jaune was sent stumbling backwards, to fall upon her ass, a look of pure shock on her face. She was completely unable to fathom why Nora was reacting as she did, and it hurt. Glynda moved into the room intent on stopping any more possible aggressive displays, only to be cut to the chase by Pyrrha and Ren.

“Nora!” Pyrrha yelled at her teammate as she made a move to help the young woman to her feet. “I’m so…”

Jaune pushed Pyrrha’s hands away, and scrambled to her feet unassisted, and backed away, with a look that Pyrrha could only describe as a combination of hurt and betrayal. Taking a couple of steps backwards towards the open door, unconsciously putting Professor Goodwitch between herself and the rest of her team.

“Calm down, Nora. Calm down.” Ren spoke in an even tone, putting himself right in front of Nora and staring into her eyes. “Deep breaths. That’s it, nice and slow. In… and… out. In… and… out.”

“I… I… think this was a mistake.” Jaune stammered out before bolting out of the room.

“Professor!” Pyrrha called as Glynda moved to give chase, making her pause for a moment. “Is… is… it true?”

“Yes, it’s true.” Glynda answered, “That was Jaune.”

“How?” Pyrrha squeaked out, as she covered her moth with both her hands. Tears instantly filling her eyes, and her body shaking with confusion, fear, concern, and elation. 

“Lies.” Nora hissed, “Lies.”

“Nora. Enough.” Ren calmly tried to get Nora focused and under control.

“In will return after I make sure Jaune is okay, but” Glynda let her green eyes flow over each of them, “seeing as how things turned out, Jaune will be lodged elsewhere tonight.”

[morglien]

Even the way yang displays her confidence in v9 is so butch compared to v1 + the yellow trailer, my lord I see what yall are talking about now

THATS WHAT IVE BEEN SAYYYINGG 🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣 THE V9 INTRO IS SO GOOD BC U GET TO SEE YANG V1, CONFIDENT BUT NOT FULLY, V5 YANG HEALING FROM TRAUMA AND GAINING BACK CONFIDENCE THEY ONCE HAD, AND V7-9 YANG. HIS SMILE. HER STRUT W HER CHEST OUT AND SHOULDERS WIDE. THE CONFIDENCE IS THERE THEYRE LITERALLY GLOWING

[no-more-tales-tavern]

@delugedecade sent: "Some Like It Rough 5A : Winter's would normally be on her knees to pray for her god. A shame that she was now on her knees for a corrupt noble."

Some Like it Rough V1: 5A

Winter had heard of this town and it’s corruption for months now—from merchants complaining of the harsh taxes when they went to sell there, from villagers who had fled for better lives elsewhere. With the guidance of her god at her side, she had set her eyes on it, her goal to free the village’s people from their tyrannical oppressor.

But when she finally went to face him, the conflict…did not end how she’d expected.

“Ahhh, yes~ that’s it, girl~” the noble groaned with a sigh of approval, his fingers running through Winter’s silky silver hair as he bucked his hips upwards, driving his massive cock up into her face and down her throat. “Fuck~ your throat was made for worshiping cock~”

Winter couldn’t even argue—the steady thrust of the lord’s cock down her throat muffled her words anyway, but there was also that feeling in her gut. A burning lust that began to spread through her as she was so horribly used. It churned inside her, making her groan around him—groan, and moan.

The lord smirked at her sounds, and suddenly shoved her roughly down to the base of his cock. “Mmm, you have something to say, bitch~?” he growled, before roughly pulling her back and releasing her from his dick, the massive member smacking into her face as she gasped for breath. “What do you have to say to your new master~?”

Winter gasped, coughing, and struggled to catch her breath. Her eyes were hazy and unfocused, but she tried to shoot a glare at him—wanted to curse him, to spit in his face and tell him to go to hell, scream to the heavens for her god to strike him down…

…but her lips twitched into a lewd smile, and she found herself nuzzling into his shaft, breathing in his mind-melting musk. “Please~ my Lord~ break me more~”

The lord let a wide grin spread across his face, and he gripped his new slut’s hair firmly again. “With pleasure, my good bitch~” he replied, and immediately slammed the former Paladin back down onto his dock, coaxing a lewd moan to rise from her throat as her eyes rolled back into her head, fully submitting to her new purpose.

[edens-notesfromthegarden]

v1/zadkiel (oc) || spicy

[oc uses he/they]

the first time zadkiel touched v1, it needed time to recover.

on a day like no other, they had approached it in minos' home. a hop in their step and a smile on their face, he told it how curious he was about its design, and asked if he'd be allowed to take a closer look.

while with most people, it wouldn't allow them such an intricate look at its body, zadkiel had been staying with itself, gabriel and the two prime souls for some time now. it simply shrugged and got comfortable, allowing zadkiel to satiate their curiosity.

were the angel's touches intimate on purpose or accident? v1 couldn't tell, fans straining at the need to maintain its composure as zad explored its body. they were slow but methodical, so gentle and delicate in their tracings as if it were glass. the words of praise and awe did nothing to calm it either.

"hardlight technology is such a wonderous advancement," zadkiel mused, a hand upon v1's wings. he smoothed down one of the lit wings, and v1 failed to hide the whirring of its fans as fingers dipped inside, being so intimately aware they were in. "such a marvelous tool for the transportation of goods... was their purpose always for storing such intriguing weaponry? or have you found other means for them?"

a gentle nod. it was hard to fit much else in the wings with its weapons, but when it had the chance, it would pick up small trinkets and knick-knacks whilst exploring hell.

those hands were now further down, tracing the seams between metal plating. its fists were beginning to clench; an act to try and distract itself from how it felt. the hands danced on its hips, tracing the tubes that carried blood across its systems.

"such small tubes," zadkiel whispered. v1 could feel the warmth of the angel's face near its hip. "and yet... they do so much... they work so hard every day to keep such a wonderous machine running."

zadkiel's finger accidentally tugged on a few wires, caught in the seams. v1 jolted completely upright, wings flaring as it scrambled out of zadkiel's hold. the angel simply sat there, mildly surprised.

"ah, i'm so sorry, v!'' zadkiel was quick to apologise, "my fingers got caught, i hope i didn't hurt you at all!"

v1 was too flustered to admit that zadkiel had done the exact opposite, that it wanted him to dig his fingers further into its body. they signed that they had to go refuel in a quick manner, and practically bolted out of the room they were sat in, much to the calling of its name.

-----

it was later in the day now. zadkiel had found gabriel to lament over what had happened with v1.

"... and then i accidentally got my fingers caught in its wiring, and it ran on me! oh, i feel so bad, gabe!"

gabriel blinked for a few moments, before laughing. "zad, you don't realise what you actually did, do you?"

zadkiel paused his pacing.

gabriel paused to take a sip of his tea. "gods, that explains why v1 looked so flustered today. it practically begged me to help it out after what you did."

"wait, flustered? what do you-"

zadkiel's eyes went wide.

"oh."

gabriel chuckled watching zadkiel's expression shift into a fiendish grin. "oh boy, i recognise that smile. you're plotting."

"oh, whatever do you mean, dear gabby?" zadkiel crooned, hands clasping together. "no, little old me planning? with what you told me? no, definitely not!"

the taller angel let out a sigh. "just don't tease it for too long! i know from personal experience it can give twice as hard as it takes."

"and you know from personal experience that i don't break."

-----

for days, they committed to this dance: zad would get close to v1, they would touch it, and then it would run off looking for one of the other three in the house. minos and sisyphus had been informed of zadkiel's antics, so they were now playing along just as much as gabriel was.

fluster turned to frustration. v1 quickly realised that if those touches weren't purposeful the first time, they sure were now.

today, they come across one another in the library. that same chipper smile, that same hop in their step. they crouched down where v1 had been scanning through a history book, reading along with it for a few moments before finally making a move.

that hand smoothed up v1's wingpack, so slow and gentle, and that's when v1 finally snapped.

the book is shoved aside in its sudden movement, swivelling around and pinning that hand down on the floor with the knucklebuster. they laid there in silence, zadkiel only blinking as he watched v1's body shift, mimicking deep breathing.

"gosh, is everything alright, v1?" zadkiel asked, playing innocent.

"STOP TEASING ME." it signed.

"me? teasing?" zadkiel let out a laugh, "my apologies, v! i was only ever... curious."

from the way zadkiel's other hand traced down its chassis, it just knew they were bullshitting it. that hand quickly joined their other with the help of the whiplash, v1's optic now squinting at the angel beneath it.

"okay fine, maybe i was teasing you a little," zadkiel admitted. "but i promise that didn't start until after that first session!"

from underneath it, a leg snuck out from under v1 and hooked around its hip, pulling it closer.

"i have meant every word i've said though, v," the angel added quietly, "i think you're a marvellous machine... capable of so many wonderful things..."

for a moment, the only noise in the room was the heightened noise of v1's whirring fans. then a clicking noise, followed by hissing as a panel slid open and something pressurised against zadkiel's thigh. the angel let out a little gasp upon noticing the glowing member pressed against them.

"oh my, what a pretty looking thing you have there," they praised. "is that for me?"

"YES. PLEASE. CAN I?"

zadkiel laughed again. v1 felt one of their hands wiggle in its grasp, followed by metal tapping against the floor twice (the staff he always had, it realised), before zadkiel's pants de-manifested themselves, leaving his lower half naked. it stared at the folds that adorned the apex of zadkiel's thighs, before looking back up at the angel's face.

"well, what are you waiting for, v?"

[jungle-fowl]

Amazing blog about Ultrakill, as the last time! It's really great to see someone actually reading the terminals and lore of the game, since it's usually overlooked because of the gameplay, I also want to point some things that really lift Sisyphus for me. 1. Sisyphus army According to the book found in 4-2,  "We have lived in the shadow of Heaven long enough to forget the taste of fear. Now the Sisyphean Insurrectionists prepare for war [...] our King Sisyphus knows such pacificity will gain no favor from our cruel captors. He knows that one can only fight power with power, and he shall lead us to freedom." —Written by a, insurreccionist, perhaps? Sisyphus is spoken as a great leader that gave them hope for the future. And, in the terminal data of Prime Sisyphus it says:

"The failure of the insurrection was no surprise however, and few knew that better than Sisyphus himself. He knew he was fighting a losing battle, that even if they miraculously survived this encounter, they had no chance of winning a full scale war against all of Heaven. Yet he thrust his full heart and soul into battle with a wide smile on his face.

To him, fighting an impossible battle with full knowledge of its futility and taking joy in just the act of resistance itself is the ultimate rebellion against the oppressor. One must imagine Sisyphus happy." Sisyphus knew that they were all going to die in that fight, but still, he didn't told them. They were completely unaware that their victory was impossible. Sisyphus basically send them to death. Even if Sisyphus could enjoy that, the rest of them didn't, the rest of them completely believe that he was leading them to their freedom. He wasn't.

I don't know a lot about greek mythology nor Sisyphus, but isn't this something that Sisyphus would do? He constantly manipulate gods and people to his advantage. Sounds like it would also fit in his characterization! There's also something else I want to point out from Ultrakill's Sisyphus, that it has one of the biggest wills. And will in Ultrakill it's a very deep rabbit hole. I would want to enter in detail, but I don't want this post to be extremely long. In a nutshell, Sisyphus is a prime soul. That's already special, but Sisyphus is even more special than that.

Will in Ultrakill is the biggest power of all. Gabriel survived both encounters because of sheer will, the will to revenge and after that, the will to understand the world of God. The Sisyphean Insurrectionists are alive also because of their spite and anger. Leviathan was formed out of anger, suffering and eternal drowning. Emotions, or better said, Will, creates power in Ultrakill. Sisyphus not only managed to survive death by beheading (something that Minos didn't receive!), it also has the power to INMEDIATELY start forming the Prime Soul. Sisyphus suffered from millenia, growing out anger, suffering but, specially, Will. Will to fight battles that he knew he wasn't winning. Will to challenge God and the heavens, even if the victory was impossible. That's why Sisyphus is stronger, and his soul is bigger than Minos. Sisyphus is, from the moment, the second biggest show of will in the entire game. The first one is a big spoiler because most people don't know it, since it was obtained in the secret encrypted messages of Tenebre Rosso Sangue.

But seems like Hell itself out of will managed to became a sentient being, this means that robots like V1 or V2 could also develop sentience. Will is so powerful that even unanimated things gain life. The entire layers of Greed and Wrath are deeply exploring how will can affect the world, and I think Sisyphus Prime is an amazing demonstration in the game about how it. It's one of my favorite characters of the game because of the implications it has. Amazing blog, again! Hope you like my answer

ULTRAKILL's Greek Folklore references (2)

Aaaye remember this post? Let's say Sisyphus already came out as a boss and I have quite a bunch of stuff to talk about. I'll focus only on him since everything else was covered in the previous essay.

Just like in the previous essay, BEFORE YOU GO DOWN this is, to no one's surprise, filled with spoilers. While it's true that lore in this game is secondary, if you wanna learn it by yourself when playing it, then save this reading for later. ULTRAKILL is avaible at Steam, it's filled with blood, but it's still a masterpiece, me thinks.

· Small Introduction:

There's many people out there who have already talked about everything that reminds them of the Divine Comedy regarding the game, besides the fact that it takes inspiration in DMC too; but almost no one seems to notice the details that reference Greek folklore, and it's true that they are not THAT important, most likely i'm just imagining references in places where there are actually none, but this is what brainrot does to a girl who- well, is a classical philology student lmao. So wether they are true or not, i'll still will write this thing down or else i'll explode with my thoughts.

· ULTRAKILL's King Sisyphus:

"King Sisyphus has acted in secret until now, amassing an army whose strength and numbers swell, but now there is no need to hide anymore. We have lived in the shadow of Heaven long enough to forget the taste of fear. Now the Sisyphean Insurrectionists prepare for war.

❝ I have heard of Minos beginning a peaceful revolution, but our King Sisyphus knows such pacificity will gain no favor from our cruel captors. He knows that one can only fight power with power, and he shall lead us to freedom.❞

^ Text from a book found in the second level of the Greed Layer.

If you remember Minos' lore, Minos instead decided to do a peaceful revolution, building his own shenanigans in the Lust Layer, but Sisyphus didn't think the same way; he decided to do a revolution too, but it was anything but peaceful.

❝ The Sisyphean Insurrectionists were an army of Husks gathered and trained by King Sisyphus for overthrowing Heaven's control of Hell, freeing the sinners from their eternal torment. […]

Upon the establishment of the Council and subsequent return of peace to Heaven, Gabriel and an army of angels were sent down to crush the insurrection and subjugate Sisyphus' army.

Although their battle was well-fought, the inexperienced Insurrectionist could not match the educated strategy of the angels, who quickly descended upon King Sisyphus with great force, eventually overpowering and killing him, leaving the Insurrectionists without a chain of command.

Left scattered and disoriented, the warriors were easily picked off one by one, their bodies cut apart, leaving behind only the bare essentials to carry on their eternal punishment of hauling heavy boulders up the monuments of mankind's arrogance and greed.

Although the blood of their enemies still stains their bodies and their grasp still clutches their fallen foes, their will and fierce fury only serve as mental torment in knowing how close they were to freedom.❞

^ Terminal data of the Sisyphean Insurrectionists in the game

The Insurrectionists mantain Greek Sisyphus' original punishment, carrying a rock up to the top of a mountain ( n the game, a pyramid) that will eventually fall down again.

(Greek amphora of Sisyphus pushing the rock in the Underworld, meanwhile, Persephone watches over him, making sure that he does not try to avoid his punishment. [Yes the dick is out.])

Now, more interesting details… Greek King Sisyphus wasn't that much liked by the gods since he, wellp, cheated death a couple times and... Screwed up a lot of times too. For context:

(Apollodorus - Bibliotheca) He murdered his guests, which was seen as extremelly horrible since one of the main important things in Ancient Greece was hospitality. And a king who murders his guests isn't that good of a host.

They sent Death (Θάνατος [Thanatos]) to catch him for this main reason. But Sisyphus tricked him and captured him. And since Death being captured meant no people dying, Ares then went to go and stop Sisyphus.

Knowing he was gonna be killed, Sisyphus asked his wife to not give his corpse a proper funeral, and instead to throw him away. After this, he lied to the gods and manipulated them, telling either Persephone or Hades (or both) that his wife disrespected him by not giving him a proper funeral, and they allowed his soul to go back to his corpse.

After Sisyphus had died of old age, is when his punishment starts. He commited so many crimes and yet, the way he felt was never spoken. Even blind and old in the Underworld, he would continue his punishment.

Greek Sisyphus was thrown into the Underworld with a punishment and Greek Minos was turned into a Judge of the Underworld; in this game, Minos' corpse is still used as some kind of Judge… More or else, as I said before. Meanwhile, Sisyphus corpse isn't used at all, it is just imprisoned, with no head, even. Perhaps that has something to do with the Greek Sisyphus being punished instead of turning into a Judge of Hell, or similar, like the Greek Minos was?

Oh, by the way, unlike Minos being blind being due to him being a Judge and Justice is blind; Sisyphus was blinded by greed, so he literally is blinded by gold. Just like how the Greek Minos was a Judge as well, and Greek Sisyphus was a greedy king who killed guests in his palace in order to get their goods, a violation of guest-obligations in Ancient Greece.

❝ To him, fighting an impossible battle with full knowledge of its futility and taking joy in just the act of resistance itself is the ultimate rebellion against the oppressor. ❞

^ Terminal data of Sisyphus' Prime in the game.

"Ah… So concludes the life and times, of King Sisyphus. A fitting end, to an existence defined by futile struggle. Doomed, from the very start. And I don't regret a SECOND of it!" — Sisyphus Prime final lines after being defeated by the player.

Both Greek Sisyphus and ULTRAKILL's Sisyphus are cunning, in Homer's Iliad he's described as the most cunning of the greeks, before Odysseus takes that title. (And, fun fact, Odysseus is considered Sisyphus' son by many tragedy authors! If you remember my other ULTRAKILL essay, you'll remember how I considered the Wrath layer to be an Odyssey reference). In the Odyssey, Sisyphus' punishment is described, but we don't exactly know how he feels. Does he feel regret? Does he not? We can suppose that he does, since that punishment is... Yeah, tiring. But those are just assumptions, so, who knows, perhaps he does not regret anything, just like ULTRAKILL's Sisyphus.

It's true that ULTRAKILL's Sisyphus is most likely based on later-on depictions of the myth, philosophical interpretations and such, but that's not my job, I just ramble.

In any case, Greek Sisyphus even tricked the divine, and ULTRAKILL's Sisyphus fought the divine.

In the end, we can't see none of the two Sisyphus' faces during their punishment, and yet... ❝ One must imagine Sisyphus happy.❞

[xiasimla]

What are your essential sliders for TS3? Like, I have to have these in my game or everything will look ugly.

I dared to peek in my drafts where I bury my WIPs and saw this ask from months ago! Ahh I’m sorry I didn’t answer this for so long!

This is difficult to answer because I want allll the sliders. But I think I managed to narrow them down to my absolute most-used sliders. I use these on nearly every sim. I’m using simtanico’s masterlist here as a reference.

Edit: Tumblr’s not showing my bullet points as indented. Now this looks like a mess, but I bolded the creator’s names and added some arrows. I hope it’s still readable.

Ahmad/Bella3lek4 - Jawline Width

AWT

➡ aWT_HACK_GEOMSLIDER_ForeheadDepth

➡ awtmk-TS3-HACK_BONESLIDER_Jaw-JawlineHeight

➡ awtmk-TS3-HACK_BONESLIDER_Jaw-JawlineRotate

Heriet - Chin+to+neck+line

Jonha

➡ JonhaSlidersHeadSize

➡ Jonha_Sliders_HeadShape

OneEuroMutt

➡ I believe I use all their fixes & default sliders

➡ OEMJustEyeHeight

pitheinfinite

➡ [pitheinfinite] Puffy Eyes V1

➡ [pitheinfinite] Puffy Eyes V2

Pu+Chi House - smoothfaceNormals_Slider

simtanico - simtanicoSliderSilumeoJawEnhancerTE

YSStudio (links still work in archive.org)

➡ yuu_shape face line 

➡ yuu_thin_lower_lip

I use these creators’ other sliders often too!

Not a slider, but a total gamechanger for custom slider hoarders like me! Consort’s Project Landslide mod. This allows you to apply custom slider values to all the sims in town at once! Tons of cool features. I use it with vanilla sliders too (ex. the mouth curve slider so no sims have a perma-smile, head width so their heads are overall less wide). I use this when I start a save so my sims don’t stick out so much among the premades. Here’s a before and after of some sims of Sunset Valley after I used it on them. I can share my list of commands I use if you’re interested.

As much as I love custom sliders, I think the TS3 vanilla sliders are adequate. I mean, they’re very limited, but I can still make sims I like with them. And I’ve seen a few of my sims with vanilla sliders, some of them were still recognizable. Like vanilla sliders Caleb Vatore here:

Not bad! (Lilith and Vlad looked very different though.)

[vellichor-virgo]

manuscript search lxx

i was tagged by the lovely @albatris ! thanks for the tag :) my words are test, slip, coax, bridge, & shoe 

test

slip (from night’s daughter v1):

I have nothing with me but the clothes on my back and the knives in my boots. [...] A little voice in my head tells me to run up to the cottage to grab a few things to bring with me, but I shy away from the idea. This moment feels so fragile, like a bubble about to burst. Like climbing a tree in the rain—the wet branches slipping through my fingers, the unforgiving earth looming below. What if, when I turn my back, Prince Aedan decides I’m not worth saving after all? What if he takes his horses and his men and rides off the page of this storybook? What happens to me then?

coax (from night’s daughter v0 — celena told pollux that animals are afraid of her and he called bullshit, so then this happened:

Humouring [Pollux], I do as he says, extending my hand to the dog—a sleek, black-coated creature, barely older than a pup, happily licking away at Pollux’s fingers. He looks up when he spots my hand, and for a hopeful second, I think that maybe nothing will happen.

As if.

After a frozen moment, the dog lets out a cry and jerks backward as if I kicked him. He backs away into the corner with a whimper—head lowered, tail between his legs, liquid brown eyes wide. The picture of fear.

Shock and confusion flash across Pollux’s expression. “He never acts like this,” he murmurs, reaching his own hand in again. “Come on, boy. What’s wrong?”

For all his coaxing and crooning, the dog refuses to come out of his corner. The more Pollux tries, the more afraid he becomes, until his whimpers turn to panicky howls. Not wanting to distress the poor thing further, I back away until he can’t see me anymore.

“I told you,” I say quietly.

bridge (from night’s daughter v0):

“Well, isn’t this a sight?”

We both look up—me from patting my pocket to make sure the mysterious shard hasn’t fallen out from all the gleeful dancing through the city streets, Maia from wringing water from her loosed hair as it hangs in wild waves around her.

Prince Eamon is strolling toward us, dressed in riding clothes, his expression pleasantly alight. He comes to a stop just before us and inclines his head respectfully, lips tilted in a bright, charming smile. “Miladies. Apologies if I startled you.”

At my side, Maia goes abruptly still.

I sketch a quick bow. Raindrops slide down the bridge of my nose and drip onto the floor with the movement. “Good day, Your Highness.”

“Good day to you as well, Lady Celena.” Eamon’s blue eyes flicker from me to Maia, and something in his gaze seems to shift. “And to you, Maia.”

shoe (from night’s daughter v1):

[Maia] pries the glass gently from my hand, then makes a face across the table. I follow her gaze to see Pollux smirking at me.

“Sick of him yet?” she asks me.

I am uncertain how to reply. “Oh, he’s not that bad.”

Maia snorts, picking up her silverware. “You haven’t known him long enough yet. Give it a week, and you’ll find yourself wanting to throw a shoe at his head. Or you might want to send him flowers.” She wrinkles her nose. “Those are the only two reactions Pollux elicits from people, although you don’t strike me as a girl foolish enough to moon over him.”

i’ll tag @akindofmagictoo @dontjudgemeimawriter @josephinegerardywriter @oh-no-another-idea and whoever else wants to play :)

new words: pry, street, sleek, and climb

[themattress]

The Different Looks of Dr. Robotnik / Dr. Eggman 

1. The proto-Eggman design, made when SEGA was still searching for a mascot character to rival Mario. This design, inspired by former US president Theodore Roosevelt, was too literal minded in that it’s a chubby little man with a big mustache, so it was rejected. After Sonic was chosen as the company’s mascot character, this design was repurposed as his nemesis.

2. Classic Eggman. Utilized in all of the classic Sonic games and the Sonic OVA movie. With the white gloves and circles on his pants, he has a kind of Mickey Mouse vibe to him, and his cartoony body language and wide smile further conceals how diabolical he truly is. SEGA of America didn’t like how unintimidating the design was, though, and thus had it altered to this for box cover art, which ended up as the character’s initial look in the Fleetway comics.

3. This design for Robotnik was utilized in The Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog TV series, Dr. Robotnik’s Mean Bean Machine, the second look of the character in the Fleetway comics, the French Sonic Adventures comics, a variety of toys and children’s books, and even the box art covers of Triple Trouble and the European version of Spinball. It was everywhere!

4. A partly cybernetic version of Robotnik that was utilized in the Sonic the Hedgehog TV series (aka “Sonic SatAM”), the Sonic Underground TV series, and the Archie comics.

5. Modern Eggman v1, which adopted the more menacing aura and orange-tinted facial hair of the US designs, while giving him a more detailed and stylish outfit. It was utilized in all the games from Sonic Adventure to Sonic Riders: Zero Gravity, the Sonic X anime series, the Archie comics, the IDW comics, and as the character’s final look in the Fleetway comics.

6. Only utilized in Sonic the Hedgehog (2006) and then never again. With good reason.

7. Modern Eggman v2, which is mostly the same as Modern Eggman v1 except for a few minor alterations such as his mustache returning to its original pure dark brown coloring. It’s been utilized in every game starting from Sonic Unleashed, all the way to the present day.

8. This design is used for all Sonic Boom products. While the face isn’t too different from Modern Eggman v2 save for a somewhat thicker mustache, his outfit is a lot more scientist-looking than supervillain-looking, and he has a more muscular physique with shorter legs.

9. Jim Carrey’s appearance as the character in Sonic the Hedgehog (2020).

10. Jim Carrey’s appearance as the character in Sonic the Hedgehog 2 (2022).