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markscherz · 2 months
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"Scherz" is one letter away from the italian word for "joke"
Considering the whole "mini frogs are puns lol" thing, how does it feel being a Charachter with an Actual Narrative? <- someone with Protagonism (if i recall correctly) that would REALLY LOVE FOR THE CAST TO EXPAND. PLEASE, I CANT DO THIS ALONE. I JUST WANNA MINECRAFT-
"Scherz" is zero letters away from the German word for "Joke". In that it is the German word for joke. As I was so often reminded in my youth. SUCK IT HATERS
Well, as someone who successfully survived the years since 2019 when we published Mini and the Gang™, and found out that they may have, like, 50 more years to live, it is a little frustrating to have peaked at 27. I guess I have 50 years of trying to chase and reproduce that elation. What madness will this result in? Stick around to find out!
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chayannesegg · 4 months
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might be worth noting that tubbo got lore today because he made it canon he warped back from the boat.
i think this was confusing bc he wasn't sure initially how to play it (he is not a lore guy by trade we all know this), and waffled back and forth with it (with fun bits like "it's tuesday" or "it's a time rift"), but he definitely did make it canon.
he has the story: the boat didn't leave, he had his warpstone. he knew they would just steal him back, like they did the first time.
he has the reason: he desperately needed to see sunny before he left; couldn't sit idly by
and he made it clear that's what he wants to have happened. he told his chat to stop "-rp point"-ing him about it multiple times bc he's trying to make it canon (and told fit the same when he came back post-ghost bit).
he also asked sunny's admin whether she wanted their interactions to be filler or canon and she chose canon
plus he had a canon interaction with forever explaining it and asking him to watch over his daughter
and he and sunny built things and interacted with each other based specifically off the info he was kidnapped, that he will have to go, and that they both knew it was coming
so while you may have to ignore or recontextualize some of the goofier interactions when he initially came back (phil/etoiles/fit stuff esp), tubbo did come back, the code attack did happen, it's already been fit into the lore, and i don't doubt sunny is going to tell fit about it this week!!
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dust-of-embers · 5 months
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Starkid are quite possibly the only people I know who can write healthy and fun to watch straight people… and they almost always do it with no kiss, the staple of typical romance!
I know a few straight relationships in media that are on par, but they are slim as fuck.
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benetnvsch · 5 months
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[bsd warrior cat au] they got stuck in a snow storm mid patrol so are waiting it out under the shelter of a tree
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kakusu-shipping · 2 years
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May I request a viktor humphries x reader
You absolutely can and I do hope you do not mind but I am going to use this one as an excuse to write down some soft Yandere Viktor Humphries thoughts
Just a bit of Practice
Vikor Humphries X GN!Reader (Reader in Bea's place as a Rancher)
In which the Slimeulation works as intended
Viktor's fingers made rapid movements across his keyboard, filling in lines and lines of code, running them, and then deleting them to replace with better strings. He'd been working on his Simulation, Slimeulation, of the neighboring ranches for years now. To help his fellow ranchers, of course, keep track of slime migration patterns, weather, highly populous areas where Tar are most likely to occur, and possibly rare slime spawns.
That was the original intent of the Slimeulation, at least.
Now, instead of mapping and charting all of his neighbor's land, he focused in on one, making absolutely sure he got down every detail of their land.
One may think he chose their ranch to simulate because it happened to be the most bio diverse, spawning nearly every time of slime, chicken, fruit, and vegetable known on the Far Far Range.
One may also assume he mapped out the entirety of their land without the new owner's knowledge to study the Ancient Ruins hidden deep in the property behind two locked Slime Doors, perhaps to unlock the secret of possible Far Far Range Natives long extinct.
Perhaps he was studying the near perfect weather conditions, or the abundance of materials hidden in the Dry Reef, or the spawn rate of rare bewildering Slimes such Twinkle Slimes and Party Gordos.
All of these assumptions would be wrong, however, as Viktor had gotten all that information by studying along side the previous owner, Hobson Twillgers, who had sense sold his property to move on to green pastures.
So then what, one may ask, was Viktor Humphries obsession with this particular ranch?
"Oh! Hello, Viktor." A voice greeted as the scientist, and amateur musician, booted up his Slimeulation for the 227th time today. He'd get it right this time he thought to himself as he pulled on his simulation goggles and entered his perfectly engineered world.
The first thing he saw as the simulation loaded in around him was the reason for his obsessive mapping of the ranch, perfect sculpting and detailing of the dried old reef and overgrown Slime Forest.
You.
You, oh you, oh so glorious you, with your ranching gear and vac pack and a large straw hat for the sun. You smiled over your shoulder at Viktor, a Tabby Slime held comfortably in your arms.
Even knowing it was a simulation, that you weren't really standing there, smiling brighter than the sun just for Viktor, greeting him like he was any old somebody you talked to daily, Viktor's cheeks burned red, his throat dried out, and he begun to ring his hands.
"H...Hey..." He'd practiced with you, this you, over and over to be more causal. Breaking down his usual Greetings and Salutations for a much more relaxed "Hey", sometimes a "Hello". One time a "Sup", that had not gone over well, as far as the data showed.
"Hey." You chuckled at him, releasing the Tabby you'd been holding loose into the corral filled with other grey cat-like slimes, who all proceeded to pounce the new guy. "What's up? I don't think you've ever actually visited me before."
He had, many times. You, this you, just didn't remeber. They'd been reset after every failed attempt. Days, Months, one time a year of simulated bonding wasted, down the drain, because of one little slip up, an argument, a miscommunication, a glitch in the code. Not this time. You'd be perfect this time.
"I thought it time I properly introduce myself." Viktor spoke, a little more clearly this time, "In... Person...." He trailed.
You hummed and tilted your hat back, looking up at Viktor. Despite knowing it wasn't really the real you, Viktor still felt the need to avoid eye contact, tangling his wingers together as you examined him, a trait that bled through every update, and though it put him on edge every time, he put up with it, for accuracy. For you.
You beamed and took a large, nearly falling down large, step forward, taking Viktor's hand in yours, "Well you'd be the first, you know! Not even Twilligers came back to meet me face to face, ya know. Guess that's why we move out to the Far Far Range, huh, to get space."
Viktor resisted every urge to grab you, to hold and hug and kiss you. This may be a simulation but there were still boundaries, rules. He had to work back up to that, even if he had it just yesterday.
"How 'bout some tea? I got cookies and jam too." You offered, turning tail and walking confidently to the small home plopped dead center in the middle of your ranch.
Viktor flexed his hand, the one you'd been holding moments ago. He slightly cursed himself for forgetting to take his gloves off. He then took a steadying breath, and followed you, "I-I wouldn't want to impose..."
He would, and he had, previously. But you'd always reacted better, insisted he stayed longer, when he hesitated to join you in the first place.
"No imposition, it'd be nice to have someone around for a bit." You stopped on the stairs to your home and looked back at Viktor, he rung his hands, avoiding eye contact, and continued to hesitate, just a little longer... just until you offered- "I've got Royal Jelly~"
Viktor snapped to look at you, eyes shining with interest. The look on your face made his ears burn as he quickly looked away, "W-Well, if- if you're offering..."
You smiled and turned, heading into your small home, making a call back for him to come on in, make himself at home.
Usually Viktor would be right on your heels into your small home. He would close the door behind himself, and bask in the gentle warmth of it all. He'd stare at your unmade bed by the window, the torn and hand mended pink slime plush. He'd be overwhelmed by your scent, taking a seat at your small ranch table, commenting on the fire slime sat snugly in the stove, keeping the room warm.
Yes, normally Viktor would be enjoying a lovely cup of herbal tea with an entire honey plort melted into it and a toasted bagel with royal jelly across from you, oh so sweet and radiant you by now. Instead he was staring at a pink slime that didn't quiet look right.
He watched it move much more artificially than the rest of the slimes, almost short teleporting rather than the usual gliding his slimes did. It appeared pixelated around the edges, jagged and harsh like glass, nothing like a slime should be.
Then it touch a pole, and that pole was gone, replaced with black nothingness that, like the slime, was horridly jagged at the edges.
Viktor shot up right at the sudden void he was facing. He took a step to the left, and despite his movement he stilled faced the broken nothingness dead on. He circled it, and it remained perfectly flat and ahead of him.
"Viktor?" You stepped back out of the house, seeking what was taking your visitor so long. You didn't seem to react to the broken world. Perhaps you were incapable of seeing it, being a part of the Slimeulation yourself.
"Ah, s-sorry I..." Viktor looked at the broken space again, then began to type on his wrist keyboard, "I a-actually have something urgent I need to get to..."
"Oh.." You sounded so incredibly disappointing, and Viktor wanted nothing more than to stay, or perhaps take you with him. But he couldn't. This you wasn't real. He had to remember that. "Alright.. Maybe.. next time?"
Viktor nodded, and pushed off the simulation goggles just as the machine shut down.
He leaned back into his chair, something was eating away his code, mostly the landscape, some of the slime's behavior patterns, and large chunks of textures.
You, or the data that made up the Slimeulation version of you, were safe. Triple encoded and backed up four times over. You'd be fine, and as soon as he got this strange glitch figured out, he'd be back to have that sweet honey tea and royal jelly bagel in your little too warm but just the right size home.
It wouldn't take long, Viktor Humphries, lord of jinxing himself, thought as he got up and stretched. He'd been working on the Simulation for hours, and his drones could only keep the lab running on their own for so long.
He'd get up, refill their water, check on his slimes and his research, perhaps put up a call on the range exchange, see if you, the real you, respond. How wonderful that would be, to get something from you, from your ranch, so far yet so near.
Viktor Humphries let out a long sigh as he stretched out his arms above his head. As soon as the simulation was perfect, as soon as he was ready, he'd go to your ranch, your real ranch, and have tea with the real you.
He just needs a bit more practice.
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waywardsalt · 2 days
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so. i've had an idea for a warrior cats fanfiction story, and have spent the last few years hammering out characters, the clans, how they work, the story... a whole lot of stuff. i've tried writing it before, and right now i don't have a current draft of early chapters, but I did recently write out a scene from much later in the story, and i'm pretty happy with it, soooo... here! a warrior cats fic scene i wrote in like an hour a week ago
By the time she led ShadeClan to the Gathering site, Emberstar felt her anxieties lessen. Her foreleg ached from the effort of the journey, but she kept her head high. Beside her, Acornfall glanced back at their clan, then nodded over to Emberstar. He led the clan down into the Gathering hollow, and Emberstar padded over to the slope up to the leader’s perch. PineClan and CliffClan cats were already quietly milling about in the hollow, and up on the overhang she could see Lakestar and Wolfstar waiting. There was no MoorClan scent among the gathered cats.
              Emberstar made her way up the slope she’d seen Gorsestar and Froststar before her traverse. It was a thin path, slowly becoming steeper and steeper as she slunk closer to the overhang, finally reaching the steep, gravelly slope that led up to the leaders’ perch. Down at the base of the cliff, she could see Acornfall joining the other deputies with a polite nod of his head, and Troutfoot was carefully weaving her way through the crowd to meet with the other healers. Emberstar twitched her whiskers when Lakestar and Wolfstar noticed her. She crouched and tensed her back legs and leapt up the slope.
              It wasn’t enough to reach the top, but she reached out with her forepaw and sunk her claws into the loose gravel and dug her back paws into the ground to keep from slithering back down. She slowly inched forward, moving a kittenstep at a time, but she kept her eyes fixed on the other leaders, more determined than ashamed of herself. Emberstar forced herself up the slope, but her heart skipped a beat when the gravel under her paw proved too loose to get a good enough grip- so close to the top, too. What a shame she had no other forepaw to lash out and find a grip with.
              Emberstar felt herself begin to slide back down the slope, but a pair of jaws grasped her by the scruff and hoisted her up onto the overhang. She clawed at the grass and stumbled a step when let go and turned to meet Wolfstar’s amused gaze. “Careful there, three-paw,” the CliffClan leader gruffly purred. “It’s bad luck to fall at your first Gathering as leader.” She brushed past Emberstar to sit back down next to Lakestar.
              With a huff, Emberstar followed her with a shake of her pelt. “I appreciate your help, but I would have been fine on my own. I suppose I owe you now?”
              Wolfstar’s whiskers twitched. “Are you saying ShadeClan is now in CliffClan’s debt?”
              The young leaders stared at each other, then broke out into amused purrs. Lakestar rolled her eyes and wrapped her tail around her paws. “So, you are ShadeClan’s leader now, Emberstar? Or is it still Emberblaze?”
              “It is Emberstar now. I visited the Moon Cavern for my lives only a few sunrises ago.”
              “May StarClan light your path as leader, then.” Lakestar stiffly dipped her head. Despite the brusque words, there was genuine respect in her pale eyes.
              Wolfstar’s own eyes were still bright with humor. “You’ll be great, I know it. What happened to Froststar, then?”
              Emberstar narrowed her eyes and turned her gaze to the gathered cats. “I’ll explain that once the Gathering begins. MoorClan is late tonight.” She surveyed the crowd of cats, peering straight down at the huddled healers. Sitting with her back to her PineClan clanmates, Flarelight was sitting close to Troutfrost. After a moment, she gazed up at the overhang, and her eyes met Emberstar’s. Her eyes grew wide and she stared at her littermate for a long moment until another healer got her attention. Then, as if she’d seen nothing, Flarelight flicked her tail and joined the conversation. Her twitching tail-tip was the only hint that she was distracted. Emberstar blinked. She’d become leader so recently that not even the other healers knew, much less the other clans’ warriors. In the crowd of CliffClan cats, she spotted Sunscorch, sitting with his fur brushing Moonwhisper’s, his eyes wide and his body stiff while he stared at his sister up on the overhang.
              Poor Sunscorch, so softhearted under those honed claws and strong limbs- he was likely to take the news of Froststar’s death the hardest. Emberstar held his gaze, blinked slowly, and turned her head to the sky. The moon was nearly overhead, and still MoorClan was absent.
              “You ought to start the Gathering now,” Wolfstar growled to Lakestar. “It’s newleaf, after all, and if MoorClan’s late then they’re late.”
              “We should wait,” Emberstar sharply mewed. “This is my first Gathering as leader, so it would be disrespectful to me as well as MoorClan if we begin without them. It may anger StarClan as well,” she finished in a murmur, flicking her tail-tip up at the sky. Wolfstar just bushed out her stormy gray fur and huffed.
              Lakestar gazed up at the sky. Emberstar looked over at her. For so long, as an apprentice, as a warrior, as the deputy, she’d never dared to be so close to the cold PineClan leader. But now, she was barely a tail-length from the sleek silver tabby, and they sat as equals in standing. Lakestar was likely at less than nine lives and Emberstar was without a right foreleg, but they were equals nonetheless.
              She was knocked from her thoughts by Wolfstar headbutting her. The larger cat nearly shoved her off-balance. “Glad to see that we’re both finally up here. I was waiting to see when you’d catch up, three-paw.”
              Emberstar licked Wolfstar’s ear. “You know I must take things slower than you.”
              “Who’d you pick as deputy?” Wolfstar leaned over the edge to inspect the group of deputies. “Hm- Acornfall?”
              “He’s a good warrior. Older than me by four seasons, so I trust his advice and his skill.”
              “I thought you would have picked Lavenderflash. Or maybe Darknose, you two always seemed close.”
              Emberstar gazed down at Lavenderflash, spotting the pure-black molly quickly- she was almost certain there was obvious fondness in her eyes as she looked at her former apprentice. “Lavenderflash is… young and still training her first apprentice. She is a good, loyal warrior, but not fit to be deputy or eventual leader in my mind. And Darknose…” The tom was sitting at the edge of the crowd, alone. “He is a possibility, but he still mourns his brother even all these moons later, so I don’t know if he would be the best choice.”
              Wolfstar made a sniff of approval, then her gaze snapped to the far hill. A yowl rang out, and the three leaders pricked their ears and the cats in the hollow turned to see MoorClan finally arrive, led by Applestar. Emberstar sat stiffly until she spotted Glowflame in the crowd, side-by-side with Orangeclaw. He joined the cats in the hollow with his clan while Applestar broke off to climb up to the overhang, and he seemed to murmur something to Orangeclaw before she angled her ears up at Emberstar. Glowflame looked up and spotted her, and his jaw dropped open. Emberstar couldn’t help but let out a purr of affection for her brother as he gaped in amazement at her.
              Applestar greeted the other leaders when he finally joined them, nodding briefly at Emberstar, and hurriedly sat down next to Lakestar, his mottled fur standing up along his spine. The leaders gave the cats in the hollow a few moments to settle down. In that time, Emberstar saw her littermates make their ways through the crowd towards each other. By the time Lakestar threw back her head and yowled to signify the beginning of the Gathering, Flarelight, Sunscorch, and Glowflame sat huddled together with their eyes trained on their sister. Emberstar met their gazes for just a heartbeat and felt the final icicles of her anxiety melt away.
She then turned her head to watch Lakestar as she began to announce her clan’s news for the moon, and reminded herself of what she had to announce when it was her turn. She was ShadeClan’s leader, now. StarClan had approved of her. Emberstar lifted her chin and, with a deep breath, finally settled into her place at the head of her clan.
#woe warrior cats fanfiction be upon ye#my writing#fanfiction#warrior cats#hmmm...#waywardsalt's warrior cats#yeahhhh#anyways a few things abt this related specifically to whats in here#emberstar and wolfstar are not in any kind of relationship theyre just longtime friends n rivals tho at some point wolfstar had a crush#emberstar is meant to be aro/ace and otherwise has no interest in taking a mate at all but she loves her clanmates#glowflame and orangeclaw are mates and sunscorch and moonwhisper are mates idk if flarelight will be in a relationship#the map for this fic (clan territories and camp layouts and moon cavern/gathering spot) is based on a minecraft world i have its v helpful#i have a full alliances list for the living cats at the very beginning of the story but it lacks cats outside the clan bc uhhhh i dont#think there are too many that are present that early and also loners arent usually a big thing its mostly cats passing through#emberstar is mostly dark ginger and black flarelight is mostly just dark ginger sunscorch is gold/yellow and glowflame is yellow and white#all four of them have ice blue eyes and black ear tips i am getting funky with cat designs i do not care. they have teh most unique designs#calling med cats healers bc of. reasons you may know why. and she cats are mollies bc like. why not#emberstar is a tripod cat she is missing a foreleg and she is the primary primary protag she is the most frequent pov#so i have thought a lot abt how she would need to be trained and assessed differently and what she cannot do and how she does warrior dutie#ember flare sun and glow all grew up together but separated into the different clans for Reasons ember stayed in shadeclan bc she was deput#it was also for those Reasons but dw abt it. sunscorch is gay glowflame is bi flarelight is a lesbian#gorsestar and froststar (the previous shadeclan leaders emberstar thinks of) were both mollies and were mates. frost mentored emberstar#its a little bit of nepotism but ember was frost's like. third deputy so its whatever. i picked acornfall as deputy as a placeholder#and bc i couldnt fucking remember anyone else except nobodies in shadeclan but now that i think about it he's actually a good choice#aaaand emberstar is my oldest warrior cats rp character shes been with me a long time- second oldest is sunscorch#emberstar began as emberheart and sunscorch was an edgy murder rogue named sun i roleplayed them in a specific mc server
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When Eret died in their hardcore world, the world turned into a black void with endless rainfall. It felt so beautiful and poetic, and I know it was probably some glitch or something, but let’s imagine this from a character lore perspective for funzies:
If we assume c!Eret is Herobrine kin (or something of the like) in every world they inhabit, including this Hardcore World, then perhaps their death is what corrupted the world. Some fanon lore categorizes Herobrine as: “a virus that can delete or manipulate worlds”. Maybe whenever c!Eret is killed, there is catastrophic reality-shattering damage as a result. (After all, Herobrine aren’t technically supposed to exist in any world).
If we were to go a step further and connect this theory to c!Eret’s DSMP iteration, it might explain the whole “potentially immortal (?)” thing they’ve got going on. There’s certainly something strange about their relationship with life and death. We could say this is a side-effect (or even the cause) of their friendship with Foolish, a Totem of Life who was once a Totem of Death, but I don’t think that’s necessarily the case.
When Eret accidentally (non-canonically) died on the DSMP recently, they said: "I never die -- I never die! That's my whole THING! I don't die and -- I died!"). From this we can posit several things: A) They’re some kind of minor god, B) They don’t die easily, or C) They cannot die because their death would break the world (and I doubt ‘ol DreamXD would be too happy about that).
Either way, there’s lots of unexplored lore potential with c!Eret’s character. Hopefully we’ll get some answers about their character’s history someday, but in the meantime, it’s fun to theorize!
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poisonouspastels · 6 months
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out of all my time brainstorming for the Minecraft AU never did I think one of the thought processes I would have is "the moon is made of glowstone"
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pepprs · 2 years
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omg i was feeling better for like 2 hrs but then i saw a post on here that is like maybe the worst thing ive read all day. and now i am feeling despair again
#purrs#going to close this app and go watch minecraft build videos again bc that’s the only thing that distracts me rn. but it sucks. it sucks so#bad. how easy it is to be knocked down like this by a stupid post and how frightened and hopeless and small i feel. like wtf. and i know i s#said this but it’s like the mindset shift thing i rbed a few minutes ago right? like i am supposed to be the BEACON. i am supposed to have t#the hope and give it to people who don’t have it. but what do i do when /i/ don’t have it. that is antithetical to the entire enterprise.#and it does not bode well for our work working lol. like given what i know i should never ever doubt or fear or anything again. and the#sayings are literally brace yourself the world is broken and we’re braving the storm etc etc but right now all that’s going on in my head an#and heart are BROKEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!!!! STOOOOOOOOOOORM!!!!!!! HHEEEEEEEELLPPPPP!!!!!! and not like oh! brace. brave. ok yeah i can do that#and to be fair i don’t think anyone is feeling that way ever probably and that’s why you can’t be a beacon of hope if you haven’t known#hopelessness and don’t fight to overcome it every day. but right now knowing i need to be a beacon is only making me feel more hopeless. and#i know the beacon feeling bc ive been there before but idk if this will pass bc like uhmmmmmm… i live in the fucking death trap that is the#usa. but it might but also idk. i just am haunted by 2 things. number 1 that the most basic simplest thi ng s in life like starting a family#of my own and having a stable living situation might be out of my reach bc i was born at the wrong time. and number 2 that especially in the#last 2 years but also always there are such HORRORS happening and yet so many of them we don’t feel and it’s like out in nature the forest i#is still just the forest and it’s like for these birds and squirrels etc they don’t even know there’s a pandemic and nothing abt their lives#has changed in 2 yrs (that has substantially impacted their way / qualify of life anyway). and i know everything in my save tag refutes this#and also that if lia heard me saying this shit she’d say in effect why don’t you go write a poem and calm down. but part of me wants to feel#hopeless i think because there’s a security in feeling doomed bc to fight it takes strength and courage and is maybe scarier. but i am just#exhausted and grieving rn except the grief i am feeling is NOTHING compared to other griefs others feel and have felt. but yeah this is also#day 4 of living here again and maybe by day 14 or whatever i’ll be feeli ng stronger and more normal but the last few days have been so#fucking hard and so much about my life is different in ways that are hard right now. so i have to just deal with that and adjust and mayhe p#plunge myself into a piece of media like i have done w every other major transition in my life and somehow haven’t done w this one yet but t#that might just give me a break from my stupid broken brain and then i’ll come back and be normal. bc today i could barely get out of bed#delete later
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phoebelovingcare · 2 months
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THE NEXT PERSON WHO SAYS IT DOESN'T WORK GETS PUBLICLY EXECUTED VIA HAMMERCAR (check reblogs for further info)
"what's it like to use nightshade/glaze?"
so based on my own experience I thought I'd make this more transparent since I know a lot of people hesitate to take action on some things if they do not know Exactly what happens. it's me i'm people. So;
Nightshade takes about 30 minutes on its fastest setting. The end result tends to look like mild jpeg artifacting, very slightly creased paper, or just brush texturing. Looking at it normally, it is undetectable. Glaze is very visually similar, given the strategy, except that Glaze's longest time setting is 5 minutes.
You put in a file, select how much you want it affected and for how long you want it to render. For Nightshade, you also attach a tag to it, that way AI finds what it's looking for with an associated word. You select a folder for the final result to save to, then hit run.
It takes a lot of GPU/CPU. The fans on my laptop sound a bit like I'm running Minecraft, and it refuses to run if you have too many programs open. I could run Youtube and Nightshade at the same time, but Youtube did Not like it. Best to just take a break while you let it do its thing. Run Nightshade before you go out or something.
It does NOT like transparent png backgrounds. Makes me wonder how AI does with 'em. Anyways, running a backgroundless drawing through Glaze and Nightshade respectively makes it turn out like this:
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creasing effect is more noticeable, and it adds strange blocky black and white backgrounds to it. If you want good results for your time, be that less than 1 minute or 180 minutes, consider getting rid of the transparency.
I would post a before and after picture of a Nightshaded piece but of course, I would like to post exclusively poison on this site.
As one last note, it took me a lot of effort to find where you're actually supposed to download these tools, so Glaze is here and Nightshade is here. Overall I highly recommend using them if you can. Don't let AI run you off of your sites: run the AI out yourself.
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butchdykekondraki · 6 months
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i gotta hand it to him tho he had No reason to make his little self insert overpowered but he did. and i can respect that
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Anybody know how to request updates on wikipedia pages? Like, the real-life pages, not the fandom ones.
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theminecraftbee · 4 months
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since i'm on my ethogirl arc anyway and i'm in a "praising pearl" mood and a friend suggested it: god can you imagine if pearl and etho collabed on a build. i was trying to figure out what pearl's season nine base reminded me of and. it's etho's season seven base. like in CONCEPT they're two different things (pearl's is largely exterior, although it has some GORGEOUS interior details, and etho's season seven base was famously all interior), but both of them have such similar creative use of color, and jungle vibes, and general vibes, and vibes of "doing things in a unique way in order to make something absolutely gorgeous", and god. can you imagine if pearl and etho collabed on a build like that. i think i'd explode. it'd be the best base ever. they'd use honey blocks in a way no minecrafter has ever imagined using honey blocks. we would all fall absolutely in love. pearl's gorgeous, unmatched use of shapes and form in minecraft (SHE DOES CURVES SO WELL) combined with etho's ability to do weird little innovations and concepts no one would have thought of (thinking of his weird storage system this season) and BOTH OF THEIR use of color... oh it would be immaculate. can you imagine...
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femdomdiaries · 5 months
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Random Gojo Headcanons
If yall want me to put any of these into a separate post to better fit your blog theme let me know. It’s just random thoughts rn.
Tw: NSFW below cut. MDNI. One of these mentions breeding qnd pregnancy kink, the other mentions that gojo is a service switch.
SFW Headcanons (Realistic)
He's canonically addicted to sweets so do not underestimate what he would do for a Klondike bar.
On a museum date he would giggle and point everytime he sees a naked statue.
Doesn’t sleep often but when he does he often has nightmares about his past. Never when you’re around.
Doesn't drink but is fluent in drunk and can often be found being a bad influence to intoxicated people at parties.
Hope you don't get embarrassed easily because he has no shame and there will be loads of PDA.
Doesn’t wear headphones for the same reason he doesn’t get drunk.
He would steal your clothes, then when you catch him wearing your stuff, he'd deny that they're yours. You can't really fight him about it because he honestly wears it better anyway.
If you’re shorter than him (he’s 6’3 so likely), he rests his chin on your head when he hugs you from behind.
Chronically late so you have to tell him things in advance.
He always wins competitive games so now he tends to stick to creativity oriented ones like Minecraft. From an artistic perspective he tends to suck at those.
Obscure/Crack Headcanons
He licks the icing off the oreos and puts them back in the package.
Snags bites of your food but complains if you eat his food.
To make up for stealing your clothes he'd order you a "smoking hot outfit" he saw online. But when it arrives it’s barbie doll sized.
Don’t worry, he also got you these really nice shoes. But when the shoes come in they're also barbie doll sized. He puts them on his fingers and walks them up your face.
When he grabs ass or gropes you anywhere he says honk honk or beep beep or something like that.
Still has the original flappy bird on his phone. He holds the high score. Could have gotten higher but he lost interest after a couple thousand.
He made a portrait of you out of macaroni art. You keep it at your job. Your coworkers often say how they wish their children were still in the cute art making stage.
His phone wallpaper is a picture of you naked with hot face emojis censoring your private bits.
His lock screen is you with the potato filter.
Keeps a plant because plants are often unpredictable so even he wouldn't get that right by default.
Had an Undertale phase. You know how Sans is lazy and puts forth no effort because he knows it’ll all just be reset by the player anyway? Gojo canonically doesn’t get involved in major conflicts or try to solve everything because he knows that when he dies it’ll all just revert back to the usual. Twinnem.
Actively played pokemon go when it came out and was definitely on team instinct. Probably trespassed in weird places tryna catch rare pokemon and was single handedly carrying team instinct in his region. (Arguments could be made for team Mystic)
NSFW headcanons (realistic)
Bros the type to beg for sex in public then giggle loudly when you're trying not to get caught in the public bathroom
Since he's kinda just the best at everything, he's been worshipped his whole life, so praise would just go over his head. But degrading him? Using power play to humiliate him or make him seem inadequate in some way? Works wonders.
He would send you really explicit texts and get you all hot and bothered only for it to turn out that he was talking about tres leches cake.
Playfully mocks you for not being able to keep up with his stamina.
While he may have infinite cursed energy, he has a limit to his physical stamina and does eventually get tired after going too many rounds.
Believes that the future rides on the youth, so heavy on the breeding kink and pregnancy kink. Wants kids so if you'll allow it best believe this man is not pulling out.
Obscure/Crack NSFW Headcanons
As a service switch he's more than willing to make up for outperforming you by servicing you on demand. It doesn't matter where or when you're horny, he's all yours.
He gets even more turned on when you push him past his limits to use him like a toy.
Says he wants to bring "a special friend" to bed but it's just a stray cat he found. (If you're allergic, it's a life sized cat plush.)
Answers the phone during sex and doesn't care how loud you are, will talk as if nothing else is going on
"Oh, I have to take this. Oi, Nanami. Yes, this is a good time. Hmm? Oh, nobody's hurt, that's just (Y/n). Say hi (Y/n)."
You'd think his favorite sex toy would be some type of gawk gawk 3000 but no, it's a fleshlight that glows in the dark.
Would love to be a rope bunny but he’s just too strong and always breaks the restraints when he gets excited.
He’ll still want to be tied up if only for aesthetics. Maybe you’ll find curse imbued cuffs on the dark web or something.
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zwolfgames · 2 months
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|Mistakes|Platonic Yandere Alastor x fem!reader
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Warnings: Alastor, condescending behavior, off putting interactions.
Parts: Part 1, Part 2 (You are here), Part 3
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The two of you sat peacefully on the kitchen floor for quite a while. Alastor asked you about songs and he showed you his favourite's in return.
It was quite a sweet moment, considering the situation. Listening music during an extermination. Who would have tought?
Alastor hums along to a song he put on. You have to admit, he has a soothing voice. Indeed perfect for a radio host.
A violent scream of pain from outside shook you out of the calmness.
You had almost forgotten about the death outside...
Alastor eyes you curiously.
You may not know it, but he finds you calming to look at. No sharp edges... that big jellyfish cap. You look.. lets say, squishable.
Tough he knows better then to touch now.
"You aren't scared, are you?" Alastor hums in a sing song manner. Teasing smile on his lips as usual.
"There's no need to be scared when I'm here to protect you." He further widens his grin. You just nod meekly, opting to agree with anything he may say to spare your life.
"Y/N, dear. Don't you think you'd look better with a smile?" Alastor tilts his head so he can look right at you, trough the veil of stinging tendrils.
"No... not really? I don't have a lot to smile about." You blink up at him blankly. You see him tilt his head to the side in either curioustity or annoyance.
"How about you smile for me?" Alastor seems to smile even wider at his own ideas.
You attempt a little smile as to not get murdered on the spot.
Alastor seems content and had to stop himself from tilting your chin up to see better. Tough the only thing really stopping him were your tendrils.
"Y/N, is there perhaps a way for you to not sting?" Alastor asks.. way too obviously.
"No." You answer without hesitation. And even if there was, you wouldn't ever turn them off. Hell is dangerous and this guy is especially dangerous.
"I see. A shame, you look soft to touch." He admits casually. You almost cringe and resist the urge to back off. Why does he pull out the creepy shit after you two had a nice music moment?
A moment of silence passes, its awkard to you but the radio demon seems nothing but pleased.
"Say, my dear. What else do you presume we do while waiting out the extermination?" Alastor asks as if this is some playdate.
And truly, to him it was.
"Um... I have papers somewhere, we can.. draw?" You offer awkardly, you only have a destroyed kitchen to work with here. But you don't think he'd have appreciated playing minecraft anyways.
"Drawing, are you capable of that?" Alastor asks in amusment. You almost feel insulted at the way he asked that.
You just nod and take some papers from a cabinet. Finding pencils was a bit harder but you managed.
And Alastor defenitly noticed that you gave him the better pencil.... How sweet and considerate of you.
He doesn't know a lot of sinners who would do that...
Second mistake: A show of Kindness.
Well, atleast drawing time went on peacefully. Alastor was humming a tune with that radio effect enhancing his voice, it was quite calming and your stress ebbed away from you slowly as you just focussed on your drawing.
You aren't sure how much time passed before Alastor stopped humming but he snapped you out of your creative trance.
"What do you think ,dear?" Alastor smiles a bit more genuinly.
He holds up his pencil drawing of... you. Just You. With your little smile.
You blush faintly in a rather shy manner and try not to look away from his drawing.
You didn't know he had a talent in drawing. You also didn't know you were drawing eachother. Yours was just todays made up OC.
"Thats.. very pretty... I'm flattered." You mutter out in embarrasment. Alastors grin widens.
"I just wanted to capture you, as I carry no camera's on me." Alastor boasts as if that's the coolest thing ever.
"Thats neat." You stick a thumb up, it therefore comes out under your stinging veil.
You notice your mistake quite quickly as your hand is taken in the Radio demons.
"I knew it, soft. You're quite untouched, aren't you? Well, that would be obvious, seeing your ability." Alastor smirks. It's as if his main goal this whole time had been to grab a hold of you.
He's quite cold, pointy fingers. Kinda eery.
"Oh look at your little startled face. You're adorable." Alastor teases with slightly lidded eyes.
You attempt to pull back out of embarrasment but he holds on.
"Are you scared?" 
Alastor asked in a more serious voice.
"Not really, you're just cold." You answer simply, hoping thats a decent enough answer.
"Is that so?" Alastor hums, a twitch in his smile as he lets go.
He stands up and summons his cane.
You refrain a flinch as you fear the worst but he instead just summons a couch and a bunch of books.
"Come, sit. We still have some hours to pass."
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honey-milk-depresso · 3 months
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Batboys x reader who is a game/singer streamer
So I'm assuming that s/o is a singer + game streamer from what I can see soooo yeah! I think I went to focus on the gamer part than singer though. Also I could only do this for Dick, Jason and Tim because 😭 sorry ;-;;;
TT o TT
Batboys with a game (mostly) + singer s/o
Dick Grayson
Don’t even get me started on how hype Dick’s gonna be. You game??? And stream?????? Epic-
Dick has played video games with Tim before it’s just that he sucks at playing the modern one sometimes-, so he probably wants to do co-ops with you and maybe join your streams and play with you.
He sucks ASS though in Among Us because he’s bad at lying when he’s imposter and too trusting when he’s just a crew mate. He’s so funny though when you record him while playing with you and your other streamer friends.
“Awww, look at me and s/o walking together and building snowmen! We are so—”
*Kills him* “…” “s/O WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME ARE YOU TRYING TO BREAK UP WITH MEEEEEEE????”*loud sobbing*
Obviously, no, it’s just what you had to do as an imposter and you have to apologise to your sulky boyfriend.
Fun fact: bought your two of those matching cat ears headphones and he’s so sappy, dear god- he loves those earphones.
Also your voice?? IT’S SO GOOD??? You made your own songs and that’s so cool!! No wonder your fanbase is so big, damn-
And he’s obviously your biggest fan! <
Jason Todd
He’s trying, he really is. Because the last thing he played before he died were Game Boys and then he awoken to Wii Games, Nintendo Switches and whatever the fuck those online games are.
Those sus game ads he clicked randomly made him question what happened when he was still dead-
Jason thinks it’s pretty cool you stream gaming content and all, although don’t ask him to play any RPG with you because he’ll rage quit. He will go insane.
Jason keeps insisting on wanting to join your streams in Among Us but like come on- WE ALL KNOW HE’S GONNA START RAGING MORE-
When he gets killed, he calls the imposter a “Joker” 💀 Sometimes you have to calm him down and tell him it’s their role as imposter to do this. Also, when he gets imposter, he’ll kill everyone except you. Like he’s your bodyguard or something and everyone’s out to get you. You don’t even need to be imposter. If you did kill him before, he’ll kill you back though-
He’s okay if you let him play Minecraft together though, he finds it peaceful (on creative mode).
Listens to your songs on repeat while he’s repairing vehicles or hear it live on your stream when he’s reading. Wholesome supportive boyfriend stuff. <3
Tim Drake
Immediately follows all forms of social media you have, and give subs to every time you go live and stream. No hesitation.
He thinks it’s cool you stream games and all, something he wished to do but just doesn’t have much time to do so, and that he has no idea how to start up a fanbase anyways so-
Tim would join your streams every once in a while to play with you and he doesn’t mind any sort of games, he’s pretty good with the controller… well, maybe RPG. Because if he’s doing a multiplayer game like with Genshin needing to join servers and all, most of the time, people wouldn’t listen to his plans and end up dying and then he goes berserk. Only you listen s/o… wHY?? WHY DOES NOBODY LISTEN TO HIS STRATS????
Also, cat ears headphones?? He has one and he looks so cute in it and would ask if you want one too- he only wears those headphones in private though, or in front of you.
Anyways, Tim loves your singing too! Would listen it live or hear it on Spotify if it’s available. If you sing covers, it’s gonna ruin him. He can’t listen to the original track anymore because it’s just not the same-
Overall, gamer boyfriend you got here. <3
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