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ezekiellsplayground · 2 months
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Ok, I’m now ready to tackle plying all my wheel bobbins!! All of these are going to be chain plyed to hopefully get a nice light DK weight yarn.
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chubbydino · 3 months
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Patreon subscribers can already see the full cover, but here's the teaser for Wheelspin's ebook cover! We're only a few weeks away from release day and I can't wait to present the final installment of the Redline series. 🥰
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cctinsleybaxter · 7 months
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Kind of obsessed with tdnc's main theme being 'ask the right questions' and then 90% of the interesting ones go unanswered. Particularly thinking about how cool of an idea it is to base a tv show around a mining town; the industry is murderous and environmentally harmful, but what does it mean to dismantle that industry when every man in town works for the mine, including indigenous men? The existence of such a place presents a catch-22: there cannot be a mine here it's killing people, and without the mine people will die. Well the answer is just close the mine. It's triumphant; none of the absolutely devastating environmental and economic effects of mine closures are mentioned. Jodie foster went on a (weirdly catholic) vision quest and is just like 'I got baptized and god told me it's fine. Indigenous people are great at surviving systemic murder, which I know now because god also cured me of my racism offscreen.'
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laylamvart · 2 years
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Finally, the first spreadsheet for my Talentswap AU, Ultimate Wheelspin! I spun a wheel to change the death order, talents, story roles (Protag, Antag, etc.), and then I essentially said “fuck it” and made a bunch of manual decisions/respun multiple times.
Sayaka Maizono, Ultimate Photographer: The protagonist! Her dad gifted her a camera when she was six, and she would take pictures in the backyard and show them to him when he came home. It helped them bond, and photography’s been a comfort to her ever since. Leader type with a heart of gold; Think Kaede, but more logically oriented.
Makoto Naegi, Ultimate Moral Compass: I took some creative liberties, and now he’s basically an activist. Had his hope/despair epiphany at a much younger age, and now dedicates his life to making the world a safer, kinder place. Soft boi who believes in everyone, especially if they don’t believe in themselves. Sayaka’s childhood friend and ally/love interest! I love naezono so goddamn much—
Yasuhiro Hagakure, Former Ultimate Detective: Hiroko landed in debt when he was still in school, so he took up scamming to support her. Long story short, he conned the mafia don’s daughter, one thing led to another, he uncovered an underground conspiracy and Hope’s Peak scouted him. He joins Chisa’s friend group, and they all graduate and come back to the school as teachers a few years later. The cool teacher who cracks jokes and lets you do your own thing as long as nothing gets set on fire. Acts as a secondary ally (because if you think about it, every game has two allies—Sayaka/Kyoko, Chiaki/Nagito if you squint, Kaito/Maki).
Kiyotaka Ishimaru, Ultimate Clairvoyant: The incident with Toranosuke led to him having an identity crisis, which led to him getting super into spiritualism as a way to make sense of it all. He’s mellowed out (a bit), but thinks he’s more chill than he actually is. Occasionally slips back into being loud and intense. Autistic.
Mondo Owada, Ultimate Cook: Retired from the gang after Daiya’s accident and decided to get his life together, learned to cook for himself and something clicked. Eventually, he opened up a diner…and then his old gang started visiting regularly, causing him to question his decisions. Like Taka, he’s less intense now, but still aloof and insecure. Takes an anger management class.
Hifumi Yamada, Ultimate Mechanic: Played with legos as a kid, kept practicing until it morphed into general tinkering. Plans to realize mechs upon graduation. Makes significantly less perverted comments than canon. Never seen Pudgy Princess Piggles (and doesn’t care to). Also autistic.
Mukuro Ikusaba, Ultimate Team Manager: When she and Junko were younger, they were disowned by their parents and thrown onto the streets. They found a flyer for a tennis tournament with a grand cash prize and decided Junko would compete with Mukuro as her coach. They won, and the rest is history. Mukuro wears the pants here, but is as overprotective and clingy as ever. She’s also the antagonist, defying her talent and hyper-focusing on protecting Junko from everyone else. (Also last-minute retcon pretend that’s a 16 on her jacket)
Junko Enoshima, Ultimate Tennis Pro: Born with instantaneous reaction time, processes everything faster than the average person. Suffers from existential boredom and a lack of empathy, but her sister gives her a reason to try. If only she would stop smothering her…and acting out during class trials so Junko could carry them.
Sakura Ogami, Ultimate Traditional Dancer: Retired from martial arts with Kenshiro’s and her family’s blessing and shifted her focus to dancing. The internet gave her a lot of shit for it, deeming her “Cherry Blossom Ogre”. When Kenshiro fell ill, she decided she would go back into martial arts upon enrolling in Hope’s Peak. Pretty much the same, but more in touch with her feminine side.
Chihiro Fujisaki, Ultimate Adventurer: Took up hiking to get stronger. It gave Chihiro a good sense of perspective and finally they were like, “You know what? Fuck gender roles!” and are currently exploring themself, defaulting to they/them in the meantime. Still has low self esteem, but working on it.
Kyoko Kirigiri, Ultimate Cosplayer: Saw through Fuhito’s bullshit and started feigning incompetence at detective work so he’d let her see her father more…until she actually burned her hands mishandling evidence. Jin took her back and they never saw the fuckstick again. Kyoko got really into sci-fi and fantasy growing up, because the characters who outsmarted the villains and conquered their scars reminded her of herself and her dad, and she liked to dress up to feel more like these characters. When Jin took over Hope’s Peak, Kyoko decided to become an Ultimate to prove to Fuhito they were both better off without him, and started cosplaying professionally. Sassy and confident, loves the spotlight. Constantly name-drops her dad. Aroace.
Aoi Asahina, Ultimate Lucky Student: A lot of passion and energy, nowhere to channel it. Actively signed up for the raffle for a chance to challenge herself and figure out where she belongs. Pure bean who would die for you. Has ADHD.
Toko Fukawa/Mahou Syo, Ultimate Magician: Family was a theatre troupe, forced Toko to participate. They created Syo as her stage presence, and she became Toko’s alter and host. They write in a journal to fill in the blanks when they switch, and also to simp for Byakuya together. Syo believes her magic is real. All-mighty agent of chaos and merriment, self-proclaimed. Basically Spinel from Steven Universe. With Syo’s support, Toko is more susceptible to the idea that someone could love her.
Byakuya Togami, Ultimate Fashionista: Togami Corp is a fashion company. That’s. The only change. But as a result, this Byakuya wasn’t exposed to true crime stories at a young age, so he has the normal human reaction to seeing a dead body. On top of that, he’s more sociable and hedonistic, but he still puts a lot of effort into his designs and modeling work. Totally people-watches. Also aroace.
Taeko Yasuhiro, Ultimate Programmer: Wins quick money by hacking into the accounts of big-name companies. Makes her presence known online as ♦️♦️Queen-of-Hackers♦️♦️. Envies and loathes the rich, hypocritically shit-talks them at every opportunity. No filter in general; the only person she can convincingly lie to is herself.
Leon Kuwata, Ultimate Artist: Couldn’t go back to baseball, music was a bust, so finally he settled on painting and sculptures to express himself. Dense as hell, but strongly opinionated. Has ADHD.
As for the traitor and mastermind, I’m gonna keep that a secret for now~. ;) I’ll make the other classes eventually!
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nil-the-glitch · 1 year
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God I kinda wish I could turn Pick Me! into a yan vn but I can't code for shit lmao
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f1-stuff · 2 months
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Hungarian GP '24 // P6 Finish
"We need to analyze whether [the bad start] was my mistake on the procedure, or we just simply got it wrong with the clutch settings and we triggered too much wheelspin for the grip that was out there today..."
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marquezian · 3 months
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Marc gets bucked up after a slight wheelspin moment in Assen, 2024.
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bigshunt · 6 days
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The way Mclaren talk to Lando Norris makes me uncomfy. It's like constant manipulation. What do you MEAN "imagine your TP on your sholder saying zero wheelspin." How is that motivation, it sounds like a fucking threat?!
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bebemoon · 4 months
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which shoes do you think the sailor scouts would wear if they actually existed?
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sailor moon | pretty sure she'd wear any/all of the sneakers from the vans x sandy liang collaboration, cutesy ballet flats in general, and also these mikiosakabe x pink house "jewelry" mohair trainers
{ also including the magical girl footwear, the gcds "bunny" boots }
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{ bonus: neo-queen serenity would wear the melissa x y/project "court" point mules in white }
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sailor mercury | unif "seph" black satin mary janes
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sailor venus | versace "gianni ribbon" low satin mules in pink
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sailor jupiter | prada wave leather heel sandals from the "fairy collection" (s/s 2oo8), fendi tan suede floral embroidered boots (c. 199o's)
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sailor mars | prada "cloudburst thunder" low trainers in red and trippen "turbo f" asymmetrical sandals in black
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sailor neptune | prada black leather mary janes (c. 199o's), christian lacroix heeled point mules in blue and gold (c. 2ooo's)
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sailor uranus | either a nice pair of lemon pepper steppers or some kind of slick suede bootie. prada embellished leather lace-up derby loafer, marsell "gessetto" ankle-high suede boots in black
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sailor saturn | maison martin margiela tall tabi boots w/ round heel (a/w 2oo3), (and the more tame option) unif 90's inspired "penny" platform oxford shoe in black
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sailor pluto | masha popova wheelspin boots (a/w 2o23), giuseppe zanotti metal printed t-strap sandal
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chibiusa | loveshackfancy x shelby mid ankle boot and city boot "cheek & bone" heart boot in pink
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tuxedo mask | loewe black leather rose heel sandal
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umseb · 1 month
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sebastian vettel, p1, is interviewed during the post-race press conference, brazil - november 7, 2010 (transcript under the cut)
Interviewer: "So here we have the top three finishers in the Petrobras Brazilian Grand Prix: the winner, Sebastian Vettel, Red Bull Racing, ninth career victory and the fourth this season; second, Mark Webber, Red Bull Racing, giving them the constructor's championship for the first time; and third, Fernando Alonso, Scuderia Ferrari-Marlboro. Sebastian, congratulations. You've won the constructor's championship and now you have a chance in the driver's in Abu Dhabi, as well." Seb: "Yeah, I think incredible day. Obviously not an easy race to start with. We knew we were on the dirty side, but I think we had a good start. And I saw that Nico had a bit too much wheelspin and then I just used my momentum to just squeeze down the inside. He didn't give a lot of room, but just enough, and that obviously was key for me. And then to disappear in the distance, controlling the gap. The car felt fantastic all throughout the race. I was able to hold the gaps as I planned, so could control the race from there. And yeah, obviously with the safety car in the end it was the right choice not to try to pull away too much, to have some tires left. And then I focused on the first couple of laps, built a gap, and then just brought the car home. As you said, it's pretty incredible. I don't know yeah what, really, to say. Incredible effort from the team. Not an easy season, especially I think races like we just had in Korea. I think it was the right answer for all the people to come back here, never mind what happened in Korea, just stay focused. And the whole team pulling on one string and getting us both up here, 1-2. And getting this constructor's championship one race before the end I think is fantastic, and obviously we are still fighting for the driver's. I want to get rid of this guy. [laughs] Aut yeah, it's unbelievable achivement. I'm very proud. Regards to all the people in the team, in the factory in Milton Keynes, but also in Austria. They have been obviously starting this program, this target, before I [laughs] entered Formula 1, but it's nice now to be part of that and I'm very proud. Proud of my team, of myself, so I would say it's a fantastic day." Interviewer: "Well done."
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alexturntable · 3 months
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shellmotorsport Wheelspin Challenge 🛞 Watch @/charles_leclerc reveal the last photo in his phone, as @/carlossainz55 reveals what V-Power does for your engine 💪
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uservalentine · 6 days
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“… and Lando, imagine Andrea on your shoulder, saying “zero wheelspin” at every exit.”
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laylamvart · 2 years
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Challenged myself to draw all the Danganronpa characters as protagonists. I burned out by Aoi, but I still wrote some cool stuff! Ask me anything if you’re curious!
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plusjob9351 · 10 months
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plenty of sprites from some of my aus because i can do a lot more with 30 available images compared to 4 the reason there's not loads of stuff for any au shown here is because i have a habit of not working on things for any amount of time ranging from an hour to several months :333333 SWITCHIROO (wheelspin au) - Ms. Order and Orderette - Jeva Script - Skech Buuk - S.D. Kaard - Vin, Casse, Rec (VCR) - Lans - Spamlan
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one of my deltaswap takes only Jeneral (jev) and Mar$hal (spam) are named im still working on the rest
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Deltarune: Chapter Recrafted (CR take) - Scamscal - Hijinks - Hijinks RESTO - Splotch and Speckles/Specklings - Memirre Kaard
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decently recent chapterswap take inspired by Rattel_M_Bones' - Jeston J. Jeston - Entervil - Entervil the Eternal - the swatch and seam dont have a name yet - Asriel, Risk, and Noelle
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i would put more but i cant find enough for any specific au !! like i would include HyperLegend stuff but there's so much of that i think it should go in a separate post eventually
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eirianerisdar · 6 days
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McLaren's pit wall messages continue to be incredibly stupid what do you mean "Imagine an Andrea Stella on your shoulder saying zero wheelspin every exit."
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katyawriteswhump · 5 months
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(i'm still) watching you—harringrove microfic
my first attempt at harringrove and probably totally weird like my usual shit, so… yeah, nervous. but I love prompts/challenges too much to resist… Pls be kind 🙂 
WC: 914. For @harringrovemicrofic prompt, green (I also got a passing mention of Jason Carver in for the additional prompt.)
CW: None. Tags: angst, pining, chronic illness (Fibro/Chronic fatigue), enemies to lovers, h/c, no Upside Down AU, slightly soft Billy? Rating: M.
Steve hated sitting in the stands watching the Tigers win without him.
Hargrove rained all over the hoop, right until the full-time whistle ripped through Steve’s skull. Simultaneously, Billy ripped his vest off—shouting, thudding his chest, scanning the crowd.
His crazily soft-blue eyes rested on Steve. That smug grin faltered, and Steve’s heart gave a crazy little squeeze.
Billy’s attention snapped away. His teammates carried him on a lap of victory, and Steve shaded his eyes. Too fucking much. Since he’d got sick, the doctors had droned on about Steve having to pace himself. Today, that’d been a bust—all for the torture of watching Hargrove play.
Even though Steve hated him.
And he’d chew on that image of shirtless Billy for goddamn weeks.
“Stop bawling, Harrington.” Steve startled, squinted into the suddenly too-bright light. Tommy H waggled a stuffed tiger in front of his nose: “You can be team mascot. This one’s got even less backbone than you.”
“Jesus, I’m gonna punch your stupid face in!”
Steve pushed himself up. Despite his dumb threat, it took all his strength to stumble away. Halfway to the exit, he collapsed onto a seat, slumping forward with his head in his hands. The crowd stomped by, sending shockwaves through his aching bones. Nobody offered to help. Probably figured he’d bite their heads off…
A hand landed on his shoulder. “You okay?” asked Billy.
WTF? Steve flinched away. Up close, he couldn’t handle those stupidly long lashes and gorgeous eyes. “M’fine.”
“Want a ride?”
“You leaving already?” Steve gawked at Billy’s pecs. “Guess there’s only so much showboating even your fat ego can take.”
Billy arched his brow. “I’m sick of this shit. Your ex-teammates are fucking losers, you know that?”
Uh… Yeah?
“Whatever, dude. I’m leaving with Nance.” Steve had just spotted her with freshman golden-boy, Jason Carver, scribbling madly in her notebook.
“She’s writing an essay on that asshole. Couldn’t bag me. Seriously, I need space. Figured you might too.”
Space with me? “Jesus, you still never stop talking! You hate me. What’s your game?”
Billy shrugged. “I don’t hate you, man. It genuinely sucks you had to be benched. Don’t have to believe me, but I actually miss you.”
Miss humiliating me? Miss me rubbing my ass against you while you shoved me around!?! Guess I enjoyed touching you as much as I hated you. I mean, uh, I STILL hate you…
“I don’t need your fucking sympathy, Hargrove.”
“Not offering fucking sympathy.”
Steve’s heart repeated that crazy squeeze. He’d grabbed the hem of Billy’s green shorts before he knew it.
Don’t leave. I honestly can’t get up without help right now. Won’t ask for help, either.
Billy harrumphed vaguely, casually offered a hand. Steve clasped it—since when did he dig slippery palms?—let Billy draw him up and sling an arm around him. Even with Billy’s help, the effort of walking consumed Steve completely till he sank into the Camaro.
Billy winked at him from the driver’s seat. “Don’t worry, I’ll go gentle.”
“Jesus, I’m not gonna break.”
“You wanna go home?”
Yeah, I totally should. “No fucking way. Anywhere but this dump.”  
With minimal wheelspin, Billy tore from the school grounds. He didn’t play loud music. They didn’t talk much either. Seemed Billy did occasionally shut up. Only Steve fizzing nerves—WTF AM I DOING?—kept him awake until Billy slammed to a halt.
Steve blinked. “Where are we?”
“One of the few places in this shithole that’s not a shithole.” Billy hurried around and helped Steve from the car.
“I’m not a fucking princess,” Steve bitched.
“Whatever you say, pretty boy.”
“Screw you.” Steve’s glare melted into a laugh that he almost felt.
They’d arrived somewhere in the hills, which smelled of spring grasses. Steve slipped from Billy’s warm grasp—not without a dumbass pang—lay flat on the soft turf. Beyond the trickle of a stream, it was so quiet, he dozed almost instantly.
Then, through the blur of his lashes, he spotted Billy stripping his shorts. Christ, that ass!
Billy headed for the stream. His smirk was as mind-blowing as his body. “I skipped showers.”
“Fucking show-boater.” Steve snickered.
He watched Billy wade thigh deep, splash sparkling droplets over that lick-able, lithely muscled torso. He wished he could watch this a billion times over, ached to join Billy, then his eyelids grew too heavy, his fatigue winning, and… Shit!
Deep inside, something snapped. He slung an arm across his face and cried, drifted, then cried again, shamelessly sniffling. A brush against his arm stirred him. Billy lay stretched beside him, towel around his waist, chin rested on a fist.
“Tears are cathartic, huh?”
Steve rolled to full-on sneer at Billy. Ended up fixed on Billy’s lush mouth, fretting his own lower lip. “Quit mocking me.”
“I’m not. Tears help. Apart from when they’re too damn painful. You don’t have to say which those are.”
Billy reached out, as if to push hair from Steve’s damp eyes, then hesitated. Steve grabbed Billy’s fingers, like he’d grabbed for his shorts. He barely breathed. He clasped Billy’s stream-chilled knuckles to his own burning face, like his life depended on it.
“Meant what I said about missing you,” murmured Billy, as Steve drowned in those adoring eyes. “None of those dicks are half-decent rivals. It sucks we never got a chance to work through that tension and…"
This is a dream, right?
Billy’s fingers slid up through Steve’s hair, gently drawing him closer, and they tumbled into a kiss.
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