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will80sbyers · 4 months
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star-mum · 5 months
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Spent literally all my afternoon stressing about then actually doing the video my sister TASKED ME to edit for her bookstagram only for her to watch it once and go "it's okay" and go back to what she was doing
.... I wish murder was not permanent (and legal)
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popponn · 4 months
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so what if itoshi rin happens to stop by a cafe during a downpour, expecting it to be just another dingy cafe in the basement with a drink he doesn't even enjoy. fully prepared to book it out the moment the rain stops, rin doesn't pay attention at first to the person who goes up to the stage and sits, carrying a guitar.
but then, he hears your voice at the first pluck of string and he may have fallen in love a bit at the first melody.
of course, it doesn't hit him immediately at first. it begins with him sitting in silence until you finish the last song. then it's him visiting every time he could for two weeks straight. then it's him remembering that you play every wednesday and weekend, noon and evening. then it's you recognizing him after one show and then it's him learning your name as you do his.
and if his team and big brother wonder why he grows calmer and plays many untitled recordings—given by you, made by you—he will probably punch them out of panic. but, at least he owes them for making him realize that it's a crush, actually.
(or, rin falls in love with you, your song, and more.)
#1
"...that's...you like someone...?" isagi speaks as if he is an incarnation of some demented fish. the moron even gapes like one.
rin tries his best not to reflexively throw the water bottle at hand. he would, if it isn't for a series of loud "the fuck"s and "no way"s that resound through the locker room. there is also a "bitch pay up! rinrin is in love, see?!" that suspiciously sounds like the blonde roach's voice, but honestly rin's biggest concern is his brother—who freezes like a statue and goes wide-eyed with a grace of a dying clam.
from the corner of his eyes, sae truly looks like he gets a heart attack and turns out rin still loves him enough to worry. but if the hunch that says that shitty brother is considering either giving pieces of advice or bees-and-birds talk there and then is right—rin is murdering him along with hiori yo who looks way too amused for his own good.
in the end, rin does end up throwing that bottle to isagi's face. rin revels in his pained squawk.
"i don't!" rin shouts, ignoring the creeping heat on his cheeks. for some reason he feels like he is lying but for now, he better socks sae in the face because that motherfucker looks like he is ready to speak.
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you sit on the rough surface of the cement stairs. as you take your guitar out of its case, a train of thought walks through your mind. a few months ago, the thought of having someone to sit here with you, enjoying the sunset while you play is a bit too farfetched.
but then rin—the guy who keeps appearing at the cafe every time you play, the guy who is cool, the good-looking guy, the guy who always listens every time you speak or play—just enters your life.
rin sits one step below your feet and looks at you so attentively that it makes you feel special. as you adjust the instrument in your hand, you wonder if it's wrong for you to fall simply because of that.
it probably is—a part of you say. but, you know that part too was the one who made you doubt yourself weeks ago, before rin shuts it up with a simple admittance of his preference to your songs.
so, like a fool, you smile—lovesick, too honest, too obviously, "hey, have i ever played a love song for you?"
rin hums, filling in the silence as he seems to try to remember something. shifting his weight to lean on his elbow, he offers you a confident answer, "few times, in the cafe."
"but never in our solo shows, right?" you place your fingers on the strings. the word 'our' comfortably resting in your sentence.
you notice how rin's eyes soften and never have you ever wished that you didn't read things wrongly this much. "yeah," rin says, the orange of the sunset decorating his face in a way that makes you realize how pretty aquamarine suits him.
"then," you hope you will have courage, one day. "that shall be our song today."
notes: this hellsite ate this so out of spite i remade everything. also out of love because rinnie is babey. but yeah—rin who falls in love with musician you. the thought of a grumpy guy who listens to acoustic ballad played by his favorite person and cooking down immediately is cute to me. so here you have it, kinda post canon, kinda no plot just coming of age vibe kinda slice of life vibe. plus the thought of chance meeting in a cafe stage is cute. yeah i just think this idea is cute and i got bored in the train. this thing is a few weeks old actually, but. yeah. anyway another blurbs for now ❤ maybe i really should make masterlist for these stuffs 🐒 after the trip myb. but yeah, honestly rin feels soft for me since long ago. esp on the inside. and the thoughts of him getting "special" "only for him" stuffs feels good after all the "sae replacement" stuffs he went thru in canon. i think he is the type who will make you feel special because he really is all in for you. okay yeah my head kinda dizzy maybe i will add something more later. shout out to ms. lau/fey and mbak yu/ra yuni/ta for the songs that play in my head, it makes it better.
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joelsgirl · 1 year
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Maybe Din making/gifting his s/o a collar made from a piece of his armor? 🥺👉🏼👈🏼
Muse: Din Djarin Content Warnings: Age Gap, Size Difference, Din makes a collar instead of an engagement ring, reference to smut, fluff, No Use of Y/N A/N: Set post s3 finale in his gorgeous home. He has the crest, the star fighter and his house. // @dreamsofmandalore + Want to see more? I’d love to see some requests, here!
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Leaning against the door jam, he couldn't stop watching you. You were wearing his shirt, one of the black long sleeve shirts he wore under his armour.
It reached mid thigh, draped over your perfect body, making you look like the goddess you were. You always wore his clothes, especially when it was just the two of you at home.
It was his favourite thing, loved how big they were on your petite frame, loved that smile you wore whenever you hugged yourself in them, inhaling the scent of him whenever you thought he wasn't looking.
Delicate hands were chopping the vegetables as you prepared dinner for you both, like you had every night since bringing you home. Oh how the mighty have fallen; all the grand plans he'd had when he first took you, gone… replaced by something better, replaced by… a life he'd always dreamed of.
You were nothing but a bounty, not meant to be more than cargo he'd released for payment... didn't stay that way. All it had taken was one look in your eyes, and he was gone.
You'd been back a few weeks and honestly, he couldn't get enough of you. Fucking you every day, multiple times, hands always on you, holding you… watching as you move about, so simple, so perfect. It was no different on the crest, you'd spent your days impaled on his cock in between missions. Thankfully the bed was bigger here.
Shifting the ring of metal from one hand to the other, he pulled off the jam. Straightening his spine before closing the distance between you. Not stopping until your back was pressed against his chest, your hips pinned against the counter.
You were facing the window overlooking the small stream outside the kitchen.
He slipped the choker around your slender throat, securing it at the back and locking it in place before sliding his hands down your sides, wrapping them around the front of you. Holding you tight against him as his head dipped to press a kiss to the throat, right above the beskar collar.
He wasn't one for engagement rings, or asking permission to take what was his… but this collar meant it all. More of a sign that you belonged to him than anything else he could provide.
The choker forged by his own hand, a piece of his armor, remade.
The mudhorn stamped in the center, a mark of his clan. That you belonged to it. To him... "Mine…"
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stardust-falling · 4 months
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Perhaps an unpopular opinion-- I actually like the idea of Yue Qingyuan healing from the Lingxi Caves without any scars remaining on his body.
Let me explain this: cultivation is basically, in simple terms, the constant restructuring, refining, and rebuilding of one's body to contain and channel more spiritual energy. Oftentimes, scars and imperfections to the body will be healed when surpassing various points in cultivation level, and wounds will heal without scars. In SVSSS, only LBH is canonically this way, but it wouldn't be a stretch to say there's also a very low rate of scarring among cultivators in general, or that scars will disappear at various points.
Anyway, Yue Qi getting out of the Lingxi Caves, washing all of the blood off of his body and expecting to see a terrible mess of scars everywhere, but it turns out that there's nothing. Every inch of skin on his body perfectly unblemished, soft and smooth, like he hadn't endured a single day of hardship in his life.
So much pain inside of him, yet nothing to show it to the outside... Everyone else in the world either not knowing, or forgetting about it. He becomes head disciple, becomes Yue Qingyuan, becomes the sect successor, becomes famous throughout the cultivation world. He's praised, he's accepted-- but every time he looks in the mirror, there's a discrepancy between the image of himself in his mind, and the image he sees before him.
When he reunites with Shen Jiu, just like he can't tell him what happened, there's no way to show him either-- Yue Qingyuan has been remade into the perfect righteous cultivator, without a trace of his past remaining on him-- even though he never wanted to cast it off entirely in the first place.
Yue Qingyuan looks at himself and wishes that the outside wounds hadn't healed so perfectly.
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thecheesesposts · 20 days
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Part 3
A thousand feet was just the beginning.
You couldn't hear anything the generals were saying over the roar of the helicopter blades. Not that you cared. As long as you and your girlfriend kept doing "the work" the military would keep supplying everything you needed, and she needed a lot these days. Looking out the open door of the chopper you were struck by how normal she almost looked. The high altitude wind blew her hair and she swept it behind one ear with a coy smile as she eyed you incoming. With the massive leaves of the jungle tree at her back she looked like she could almost be normal sized, but that was just a trick of perspective. You knew each of those palm leaves stretched out a hundred feet from a trunk wider than a skyscraper. That tree had given the active agents which made the drugs to fuel her exponetial growth. When the two of you arrived you'd marveled at the size of it, even to her it had seemed big. Not anymore. Nothing seemed big to her anymore. The "low bushes" around her were all old growth jungle trees that easily topped ten or fifteen stories. Her sundress was made of thousands of yards of fabric with designs whose size were meant to be on billboard displays. On her the images looked like little design details, even though each was larger than the helicpter you were in now. All her clothes were simple, since they had to be remade almost daily, but she made them all look stunning. Her curves could have made a burlap sack look like a dress meant for the red carpet. That had been true when she was only five and a half feet tall. It was still true, just on a much, much grander scale.
It had been weeks since she was anything approaching "normal" height. Even now you knew she was sitting, hardly half as tall as she could be. If she stood the whole canopy of this immense ancient forest would hardly reach her shins.
You loved to see it. The sheer immensity of her perfect form. If she stood the helicopter would have trouble reaching her face to relay today's message. Your pants tightened at that thought. The idea that even this machine would soon be unable to reach a height she was at casually standing was incredibly arousing.
The soft smile on her building sized lips was also arousing. Despite her size she was still the same woman you had loved for years. Her growth had changed her in some ways. She was more confident, and rightfully felt more powerful, but at the core she was the same funny and charming person you used to sit next to on a couch and play Minecraft with. God that seemed like eons ago, but really it had only been a little over a month. The drugs the military gave her had really accelerated her growth. So much so that city living was impossible. Hence your new home in this jungle outpost.
"WELL BOYS, WHATS THE NEWS? DO WE HAVE A GOAL FOR THE DAY?" She spoke at a normal volume but ever since she'd surpassed a thousand feet her voice became a rumble that you could feel in your bones. Somehow it still retianed it's soft feminity, like turning the volume all the way up on a classical song and putting your ear to the speaker. Louder but still the same notes.
In response the helicopters loud speaker said "Yes mam. We've recived some disturbing intel from the home office. Satellite photos show that a Russian woman has been gaining hundreds of feet daily. She's still smaller than you but not for long."
She shook her city block sized face and stuck out her lip in a pout "WELL WE CANT HAVE THAT CAN WE? HUNDREDS OF FEET A DAY YOU SAY? HOWS THAT POSSIBLE? OUR BEST DAY WAS A HUNDRED FEET." she winked at you as she said it. That had been your best day. Your mind traveled back, hearing moans that shook the trees as you rode a nipple the size of a sedan like a cowboy riding a bull. The jiggling and swaying of her tits as her hips rose and fell making your whole world wobble like an ocean. Looking one way seeing the hundreds of feet of landscape that was her stomach and thighs, her hand working between them, looking the other and seeing her lust driven face bigger than a building watching you with rapt sexual interest.
The helicopters loud speaker pulled you from your memory. "We think we know. They've discovered a way to distillate the drug we synthesized. The process is rather simple and rudimentary. We had known of the possibility but didn't think it was necessary until now."
You liked were this was going... and, as she bit her lip and a massive hand traced her flushing chest, you knew she did too.
"BUT YOU THINK IT MAY BE NECESSARY NOW HUH? DO WE NEED TO ACCELERATE MY PROGRESS?"
"Yes mam, if you and..." the man on the speaker glanced back at me in the hot seat. A look of glee painted on my face "your partner would be ameable. We actually think we can one up those soviet bastards. This new dose should let you double, maybe even triple in height, regardless of your current stature. This could win us the growth standoff. Make you so big no nation would see the point in trying to beat us anymore."
"OH..." she got a dreamy expression and your mind reeled at the thought of her three thousand feet tall by sundown. You remembered when she'd said the generals hoped for miles and felt that time was now approaching. Then something else struck you. The man had just said she could triple in size regardless of her current size. If she would be three thousand feet by end of today, did that mean tomorrow she'd be six? 12 the next? You thought you might be drooling, you imagined her clevage alone thousands of feet deep. Looking up at her as she dangled her breasts over a city scape, even skyscrapers nothing in the shadow of just her nipples. Then you imagined her growing three times that size... "fuck yes..." you whispered
"FUCK YES! I LOVE IT, HIT ME WITH IT. LETS SHOW THE WORLD WHAT WE CAN DO. I CANT WAIT TO HEAR HOW THE WORLD REACTS WHEN THEY SEE ME TEN TIMES AS BIG AS THIS!" She said with exciment. "... FOR THE COUNTRY OF COURSE, SIRS." she made an awkward salute, a wry smile on her face. Neither of you gave two shits about the country, but growing, you both loved that.
"That's the goal mam. Well the stage one goal at least... don't you worry about that now. We're burning daylight chatting. What's say we get started. Where would you like the package dropped off?" The general said as he pointed a thumb back at me.
"HMMM WELL I THINK WE ALL KNOW WHERE HED LIKE TO LAND, AND THE RUNWAYS JUST KEEP GROWING DONT THEY?" She said as she squeezed her gargantuan boob's together. You flushed with excitement. Ready to spend an entire day doing what you could to help please this goddess.
"As you say mam" said the general. "Take us close and let the mad lad jump." He turned in his seat to look at you "you ready son?"
"General, this is truly my calling. I'm ready."
We both looked out the front of the chopper. It closed in on her and now that we were closer the whole horizon was her bust and neck. Hundreds of feet of smooth brown skin in all directions. A playground to lose yourself in while she pleasured herself. And by the end of today there would be three times as much. You unbuckled your seat belt stood from your chair and leapt. You were ten or twenty feet up but it was like landing on warm pillows. The heat and scent of her overwhelmed you and as the chopper flew away you looked up to see her face like the sky. Curls of her black hair framing that perfection with its knee weakening sexy look.
"SHOULD WE GET STARTED BABY?" her voice boomed.
You nodded vigorously. It was going to be another amazing day.
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64-jungle-planks · 1 month
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Night at the Museum: Redesigning Characters (Bonus)
Character profile: Napoléon "Le Petit Caporal" Bonaparte
This character is based off of and takes inspiration from the historical Napoleon Bonaparte.
Real Name: Napoléon Bonaparte
Nickname and Meaning: Le Petit Caporal - A term of affection from his soldiers
Age: 40-41 (Late 1809, early 1810)
Time Period: Napoléonic era frace
Family: Josephine de Beauharnais (ex-wife), Marie Louise (wife)+ seven siblings none of which were brought back besides Louis-Napoléon Bonaparte- his nephew
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(Headcanons under the cut)
Based on/taken from History:
Pompous
Very overly confident.
Egotistical. He hasn’t seen his own downfall yet and feels he can win more.
On December 2, 1805, in his greatest victory, he defeated the combined Austrian and Russian armies in the Battle of Austerlitz.
signed treaties that created the Grand Duchy of Warsaw
Late 1809, early 1810, Napoléon’s roughly around 40-41
Still loves Josephine, but planning to divorce.
Upset she wasn’t remade alongside him
From Napoléon's memory, Joseph Bonaparte is king of Spain, but isn’t doing well.
Stupidly cute smile
+ Sensitive + Honest + Intelligent - Nepotist - Aggressive - Forgets other people have feelings
My own silly headcanons:
Has put on weight, he’s not used to fighting with it.
Napoléon likes to steal pop-it’s and water wigglers from the gift shop. He always has to have something in his hands to fidget with- normally it’s his gloves or a snuff box or taking apart and cleaning his pistol. Now that he has access to modern fidgets, he likes to taking the green ones.
He also really likes clicking mechanical pencils
He loves inventions that make life better in little ways. Canning food was invented in his life (he’s actually the one who offered a prize of 12,000 francs to improve the food preservation methods that existed at the time which led to canned food being invented) but there was no simple way to open the cans. He loves can openers- taking them with the promise of returning them to just take apart and put back together.
If your gossiping, he obviously eavesdrops. Napoléon cans and will butt into your conversation about someone and listen like you’re saying the most interesting thing in the world. If he can’t come over to you, he will do the lead paint stare at you.
Still acts like he’s emperor.
Originally thought the average height of humans gained a lot of height. He was envious up until he learned whoever created his mold got his height wrong and he’s 5’2”, not 5’7”, then, Napoléon was just pisssed off.
He loves to infodump about his victories and will call over his men to help act them out, sneaking small fibs in to make himself look even better than he already does. If you ask him about his losses, you’ll only get a stare in return and a quick “Non”. (Credit @frombottlealleytotheharbor)
“Hey, do you remember [insert battle he lost]? What was it like?” “…Non.” “But… weren’t you there?” He starts walking away. “Non.” “But—“ “NON!”
He gets into fights with Al because Al is someone who clearly doesn’t respect him. The Capone trio love to tease him - especially Frank and Al. Ralph watches with a grin, which is somehow even more infuriating to Napoléon.
Sometimes getting out of his box, he looks like a well-loved stuffed animal. It takes him a moment to get himself together.
Loves watching true crime and reality TV shows. Isn’t the biggest fan of Horror movies.
Somehow got his hands on a cigarette, absolutely died after one puff. Napoléon threw it onto the ground and stomped off coughing, vowing to never do it again.
He’s so very envious that Al and Ralph had even a bit of time with their sons while they were alive. François Charles was born after the time he was made, and it makes Napoléon feel so homesick and want his kid- one that he doesn’t even know. He absolutely adores Louis Napoleon, who he only met a few times.
Loves ABBA, originally he disliked, but he's grown to like it now that he knows the meaning
I gave him his Laurel wreath just because I thought they were cool and also to show that he's still very pompous and full of himself.
Unfortunately no doodles, I haven't had time!
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Étienne Champenois belongs to @lidensword and Gustave Bréant belongs to @all-yn-oween
Frank, Al, Ralph
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anonymousewrites · 5 months
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Clan of Three Christmas Special 2023
Father Figure! Mandalorian/Din Djarin x Teen! Reader
Mouse Note: Happy holidays! I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season and like this little moment for Mando and Ginger and Grogu
            “What are gifts traditional for apprentices?” asked Mando.
            The Armorer turned from the Forge to face him. “Why do you ask?”
            “It is the anniversary of when I found Grogu and (Y/N). I want to commemorate it,” said Mando simply.
            The Armorer nodded approvingly. “You have a strong bond with your Clan. That is good.” She placed her hammer down and fully focused on Mando. “So, you wish for gifts.”
            “Yes,” said Mando. “I’ve given Grogu chainmail to protect him, and (Y/N) has their remade Ushti dagger. I have not had a Clan of my own or apprentices before, so I don’t know what I should give them next.”
            The Armorer considered carefully. “Grogu is still quite young for more armor. Perhaps a game for him.”
            Mando nodded. “He would enjoy that.” He paused. “Grogu, uh, likes the silver topper of one of the levers from my old ship. It’s a simple sphere, but he’d like that.”
            The Armorer nodded. “Very well. And for (Y/N)?”
            “They have a blaster and dagger, and I don’t feel comfortable arming them more,” said Mando.
            “Their tendency to run into danger worries you,” said the Armorer in amusement.
            Mando sighed. “Yes.”
            “Then how about something to protect them?” suggested the Armorer. “A piece of armor would guard against some injuries.” She looked at the Mythosaur emblem on the wall. It reminded her that Mandalore the Great had chosen (Y/N) to guide. That was significant. “And it is time for them to start obtaining armor. They have more than earned their first piece.”
            Mando brightened but kept calm. “Yes. That would be good. I’d enjoy the honor of giving (Y/N) their first bit of Mandalorian armor.”
            The Armorer turned back to her tools. “What piece shall I craft?”
            “A gauntlet for their wrist or forearm,” said Mando. “To protect their dominant arm while they fight.”
            The Armorer nodded in approval. “This is the Way.”
            “This is the Way,” said Mando.
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            “You’re supposed to throw it back to me, Grogu,” said (Y/N), hands on their hips as they looked at their brother.
            Grogu babbled happily, still levitating the stone in front of him. (Y/N) rolled their eyes, lifted a hand, and pulled the stone to them. Grogu squawked indignantly.
            “Relax, I’m going to toss it right back,” said (Y/N), flicking their ring and letting the rock float back to Grogu, who smiled widely upon getting to levitate it again. (Y/N) grinned but rolled their eyes. “I need practice, too.”
            “You’re supposed to be resting after our last mission,” said Mando, walking up behind them and crossing his arms.
            Grogu let the rock drop, and (Y/N) turned around without any embarrassment or guilt.
            They shrugged. “I feel fine.”
            “The last time you said that, you slept for an entire day when I finally got you to rest,” said Mando.
            “That was one time, Buir,” said (Y/N).
            “Ad’ika, we both know it was more than that,” said Mando.
            “Okay, fine, maybe it was,” said (Y/N). “Sorry.”
            “You’re not, but I’m going to accept your apology because I’m going to make you rest,” said Mando.
            “Whatever you say,” said (Y/N). They noticed the little parcels he was carrying. “What’re those?”
            Mando suddenly shifted, getting shyer. He still wasn’t used to being so soft, even if it was with his kids. And he wanted to do this right since it was an important moment.
            “They’re gifts. For you and Grogu,” said Mando. “It’s the day that I found you two first.”
            Grogu and (Y/N) were both silent.
            “Is this alright?” asked Mando.
            “You actually…You remember those things?” said (Y/N).
            “Of course. You’re the most important parts of my life,” said Mando.
            (Y/N) moved forward and hugged him tightly, and Grogu chirped and jumped up to hug him. Mando was surprised and balanced the presents before hugging them back.
            “Thank you,” said (Y/N), and Grogu babbled in agreement.
            “You haven’t even seen what I got you,” said Mando.
            “Yeah, but you care about that. What you got us doesn’t matter,” said (Y/N).
            Mando smiled beneath his helmet. “Thank you, Ad’ika.”
            (Y/N) shrugged. “Doesn’t mean I don’t still want the gift, though.”
            “I know,” said Mando with a light laugh. He held up the presents. “This one is yours, and this one is Grogu’s.”
            Before Mando could even hand them over, the parcels levitated and flew to their recipients as the force moved for them. Grogu eagerly opened his first and babbled with a grin as he held up the silver ball.
            (Y/N) smiled. “He’ll be levitating and throwing that around the whole ship.”
            Mando sighed. “I know, but it makes him happy.”
            (Y/N) opened theirs then, and their eyes widened as they lifted up the beskar gauntlet. “Is this Mandalorian armor?”
            “You’re a Mandalorian,” said Mando simply. “And you’ve risked your life for us so many times that you have earned it, Ad’ika.”
            (Y/N) grinned, closed the gauntlet around their forearm, and hugged Mando again. “Thank you so much, Buir.” They were a Mandalorian. More than that though, they were Mando’s child. And that’s what meant the most.
            “Of course, Ad’ika,” said Mando, holding them close. He had his kids. That was all he needed.
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in-amor-veritas · 7 months
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incredible art by nyia.kylab on instagram
Was very honored to have a chance to write an interpretation of this incredible work of Ny's. I was shown the piece with very little context and it truly moved me, especially since I feel a very strong connection to Simon as a character.
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There are those who study dreams who have said that dreaming of clay represents a relationship that makes you risk losing your identity, the fear of losing who you are through being moulded to fit the purposes of someone else and not your own.
Simon may be sculpted from clay, and perhaps at first glance you may see how he has fallen into this pattern,  how he has been used as a means to someone else’s end. How he has been stripped of his identity and painted over in the colours of something he’s not or he should never have had to be. He’s been painted as a caretaker to a father, a parent to a sister, a criminal to a classmate, an outsider to a society that will never accept him. 
A danger to an institution that leaves little room for mistakes.
Even from Wilhelm, who paints him in the most extraordinary colours of love, who stained his heart with purple. For that person too he has been asked to change forms into something that is not his true to who he is. 
Simon has given constantly of himself until there’s precious little more to give, until the signs of wear, the abrasions and stains begin to surface even in moments of fragile happiness and intense joy.
The process of moulding a masterpiece of entails getting your hands dirty, starting over when you make a mistake, to use an expert eye and hand and instinct in order to personify an idea or will. 
Clay can be reshaped and remade again and again until it becomes what it was meant to be. To be kindled in fire and emerge as more beautiful and radiant terracotta, glazed in colour or left red. To become an unapologetic piece of art that is breathed to life by mistake after mistake, trial by trial, measured in small successes and great setbacks.  
Because even when faced with impossible circumstances, when the world expects him to sacrifice his own morals, to be the bigger person, to hide his face and do what’s easy. When they try to silence him. Even when the exterior that protects his heart is beaten down, is stained by the judgments and needs and wants and scorn of everyone else. Even when they pull at him from every direction and suffocate him with hands that stain and leave imprints in the colours of what they tell him to be.
Gold
What they think he wants to be.
Purple
What he actually wants to be.
Simon is made of clay. And through fire, he will shape himself, rearrange the chemicals of his limitations to become an effigy no longer able to be remoulded to fit someone else’s vision. Although terracotta too is fragile, in the way that humans are, it is brave. 
It is brave to be yourself in a world where people want to break you.
Simon is simple perhaps at first glance, rough-hewn to those who don’t care to understand him.  But clay is tangible, and earthen, and real.
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siremasterlawrence · 7 months
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Alternative Lifestyle: My Fallen Angel
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Trapping Angel is the most exciting thing in the world one day when I was laying in the grass of a private garden area on the estate of my old family home as I explained the light of the sky.
The stars in the sky are blowing up in a sea of next in a super crazy storm blowing up in my face as the sky spins giving me a load of a massive headache leaving me spinning in the midst of it.
A shooting star falls from the sky in a golden arrow like hot trajectory smashing in to the isle lawn of my ground as it opens up in to a wide hole growing up covering up all of the land.
The entirety of my home is left in a shred as it dishevels the land roaming under my like a tunnel cracking open with the light burning from under me a strange man rises to the mainland.
Clearly I am lost not expecting to see him be able to stand up tall to full height with these bright eyes, bold expression, and wings that goes for miles and I can’t believe the white light.
I knew I am having a religious experience at this point he stares down at me offering a hand for me to take and help me up to my feet once more and he tightens his grasp on my hand.
“Do you comprehend this experience?”
“This is a religious experience and you are an angel.”
“Absolutely correct! Why am I here?”
“This is my next question”
“You are a chosen one”
“Am I? What is this some sort of hell?”
“Far from it”
“I am here with a offer”
“Excuse me!”
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“One time only”
“I get it”
“Great! Take my hand, close your eyes and make a wish.”
I shake my head sighing a bit taking both of his hands in mine as a flow of energy over took me swirling in to the air with a cooling effect connecting us on one line surging in between us.
Something is off though my mind begins to lose it suddenly my body shoots upward in to the sky as my mind transfers in to my oh so hateful neighbor.
Across the street my soak soars pushes all the way past his window in to his bedroom where he is wasting time standing in front of the mirror posing his body in all sort of position.
The angel frowns knowing that I want to see him pay for what he did to me but he knows the deal it’s to give me whatever I want and whatever I wish to happen plain and simple for me.
Angel stares at me shaking his head he look up to the sky raising his finger in to the air as he waves his hand as the room fades from existence and all his left is three of us in a empty white space.
Mason Anlen suddenly woke up from a true deep soul trance by flailing in to an old and lengthy anxiety ridden panic attack holding his chest, breathing harder and backing in to the chair.
“Who are you ? You did this dweeb”
“Fuck! Stop!”
“How the fuck did you ?”
“Shut the fuck up”
“Bastard”
“Fall to your knees”
“Pathetic! Like the pig you are”
“Make your wish “
“I wish my guardian angel…”
“You cannot place an angel in…”
“Zip it! Immediately “
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“In fact! I wish you would become powerful blank slate to your core replacing Mason Anlen in the timeline”
“Hold on! Now wait just a damn blasted second.”
“I am your lord and Master”
“Obey”
“I…no…aaaahhhhhhh”
“You rewrote the rules”
“I shall commence “
“Oh My God!”
“Can I help you?”
“You corrupted me”
“I remade you “
“In your image “
“I am so powerful “
“You are everything “
“I own you now”
“ I love it “
“I worship you”
“Thank you for this body “
“It’s perfection”
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not-a-big-slay · 1 year
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The boys' love languages
The Bad Batch x gn!reader
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i am mentally unwell, i need this
warnings: mentions of crosshair on kamino in his part, mentions of having insecurities in echo's and wrecker's part
a/n: this fic is gender neutral, but because i fantisized myself there, its possible i did a mistake somewhere, so please, if you see some, point it out <3
Hunter
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main love language: acts of service
other: physical touch
Hunter's love language is definitely acts of service
he is such a fuckin gentleman
he offers you a hand whenever you go out of the ship or inside
or if you fall, his hand would be the first thing you'd see
also, he is soo protective of you
whenever there's danger he will put his hand on your lowerback to reassure you that he is there
and if you have some undercover thing, he will stay as close to you as possible if the place is unsafe
god forbid you get hurt bc that's when he's truly worried
he tries to stay calm when it's a little wound or a scratch, but when you go unconsious or lose blood BOI DOES HE FREAK OUT
he will stay by your side 24/7 or how long it's needed, bringing you meals and doing everything you desire
and when you're sick he will be making some good ass soup that they gave them on Kamino whenever they had a cold (assuming they did)
and he lets you sleep BY THE WALL, bravely facing the demons and protecting you from them
he also loves when you try to protect him, even though you're smaller and definitely not as skilled, but it still means a lot to him
it warms his heart when you hear some loud noise and put your hand in front of him
he does the same thing by instinct so you both just smile when your hands bump on their way to protect
his second love language might be physical touch
he is the big spoon but won't complain when you wrap your hands around him sometimes
my bro asks for consent once on a specific thing and then not again, if you don't feel like it at the moment, a simple not now or no is all that's needed
then he will ask again after a while
you also have to ask for consent (i mean obviously), Hunter loves touch, but sometimes enough is enough and something's may be too far for his sensitive sense
but it goes both ways: you ask once for specific thing
forehead kisses and hugs from behind is his morning routine and at this point, it's more frequent than breakfast
if you don't get one or the other in the morning, it feels uncomftortable, and you know something is wrong
he doesn't do PDA
not that he hates it, his mind is just in a different place in public, as yall go outside mostly because of a mission
but once on the Maraurder, Hunter takes a nap with you and cuddle if you're down
and you are, everytime
Tech
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main love language: gift giving/receiving
other: quality time
tech's love is told by many useless small gifts, but you cherish them for ever
he gives you wire bracelts, metal ring, everything he finds useless remade into something either wearable or hangable
how better to express his love when he fixes a lot of things and sees these things daily
you always wear them, even though you have a lot of rings from him now, you always change them so he feels loved and validated
that doesn't mean he only likes giving gifts to you, he also loves when you give him something yourself
you don't make gifts like he does, lacking the skill he obviously has, but you find lots of different stuff on missions and you so far brought him an old antic vase, cute shiny stones and a small crystal
he is also taking care of a plant you gave him, anxious it might be poisonous, but he reassured you it's not (although you knew he might be lying to not hurt your feelings, so you keep an eye out when Omega gets too close to it)
you used to bring him bracelets and rings, but Tech noticed they are quite expensive and realized you stole most of them, so he forbid it
yet you sometimes do and proceed to lie about where you got it (he knows you are lying, but he loves your stubborness so much he lets it slide)
Tech doesn't give you presents that often, but only because he worry it would tire you, so he keeps it special that way
and when he'll be sure about marriage, he will propose with one of his homemade rings
his other love language might be quality time
Tech loves to talk a lot about his work and random knowledge he posseses, so he needs someone to listen
luckily, you will always be there (luckily for him and for the others when they realized they don't need to pretend interest anymore)
you listen to him talk about his day and he sometimes teaches you basic coding or repairs
and you're not like his brothers, you actually listen and ask interesting questions he more than gladly answers
he likes to hear you talk about your interests as well, listening to every word coming out of your mouth
because he learns about things he's interested in, he loves to spend his free time with you, getting to know you
and yes, he knows every small detail you said
if you only mentioned you hate fish, he will take it as his job to fix that information with you and use it if necessary ("Tonight's dinner is fish". Hunter would say and you would automatically prepared to respond with:"oh i-", but Tech would be faster than you and say as an obvious fact:" Y/N hates fish. they will need something else.")
Echo
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main love language: words of affirmation
other: light physical touch
Echo, my baby, needs to be reassured of your love
he has gone through a LOT and he's been alone all this time
so he will need some cute loving words to know he has you on his side
i'm not happy saing this, but he surely is insecure
all the horrible changes that made him almost part robot can't be helping him with self-image and self-esteem (he is beautiful though, isn't he)
so when you say things like: i love every part of you, youre so beautiful, i adore you whole, it leaves him with butterflies everywhere
he is addicted to your voice, it calms him
he likes to be reassured or your love when he's nervous or anxious, a light it's ok or you got this improves his mood instantly
he doesn't need to hear them every minute but it's nice to get your affirmation once a day
but you obviously tell him more than once a day, you tell him almost every hour, thinking it might be too much (spoiler: it isn't)
he also creates petnames for you
some are basic: love, cyare, mesh'la, darling, ...
but some are specifically for you, you have never heard them from someone else: shining, bubble, ka'ra (star, stars)
of course he says i love you back
he even adds a spice to it, because words are his way of loving, and he loves you a LOT
he sometimes says i adore you or your favorite i draw you in my dreams (only in private though, god forbid for his brothers to hear.)
my man's a poet when it comes to you, which surprised you, because he didn't look very outspoken when you met him
he is still quiet though, he saves his words for you
when words can't describe his love, touch comes into place
now, Echo isn't a big fan of physical stuff, Techno Union made sure of that, but a light squeez on his hand or a kiss on his temple is something he can get used to
the most used thing he does is putting his forehead against yours after an intense job or just an exhausting day
he loves good night and good morning kisses, as well as an afternoon hug from behind
he won't cuddle you at night, he is the most vurnerable in his sleep and when you hug him tightly, it feels like he can't breathe or feels trapped
it's nothing against you, he just likes his space at night
but if you have a nightmare, he will surely spoon you for comfort, just not too tightly
Crosshair
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main love language: quality time
other: acts of service
this man is a sucker for some one-on-one
Cross doesn't trust easily, so he needs to get to know you more
and once he takes a liking in you, he wants to know everything there is to tell about you, through and through
every alone time spent together he opens up more and more, you are giving him the time he needs, which he appreciates, but also holding a cards close to your chest, not telling him everything at once, which drives him crazy
but he loves it deep down, it makes him more drawn to you
of course not every hang out is spend by talking, sometimes it's just about each other's presence
you casually help him clean his rifle, he helps you with whatever you need
some days he doesn't feel like talking, but he will be right beside you, watching you work, or just listen to you talk about anything
he likes listening to your rambles, he learns more about you like that, your interests and hobbies as well as bad habits and coping mechanisms
occasionally, he talks about the history of the batch before you joined or some of his favorite missions, you noticed he especially took liking in telling stories where Wrecker gets slightly hurt, smirking a bit when he tells you how he hit his head escaping Separatist's tanks as a distraction, but ended up unconcious
you love to listen to him, mostly being quiet when he talks. you thought that doing some 'ooh, aah's would only make him irritated or if you disturbed him, (which you sometimes wanted, because many missions they had reminded you of some new ones) you feared he would stop talking to you, but that would never happen
sometimes you can't hold yourself and do interrupt him, telling him excitingly what that mission reminded you of. Crosshair isn't mad, he is actually glad you do this sometimes, he takes it as a sign of your listening and interest, even though you apologize after cutting him off
when you left him on Kamino, it broke your heart, but what really shattered it were the silent nights you suddenly had
you were lonely without him and couldn't talk to anyone in the batch the way that you two did, so you found yourself talking to nothing, imagining Crosshair next to you
you didn't know that far away, on Kamino, he did the same
if spending time together doesn't help, Crosshair shows his love through his doings
actions are stronger than words for him, so he makes sure you are loved enough
the most frequent act is pulling you away from possible danger, both by your waist or hand
everytime he senses someone or something uncomfortable, he guards you or pulls you closer to him from it
to do that, he often watches Hunter's reactions in different situations
it is a habit of his you got used to so much that you move to him when you feel unsafe
my boy also makes you coffee or any favorite drink you have after every mission
he remembers how you like it, exactly how you like it
you are convinced that you couldn't now make your favorite drink that perfectly as him, though you taught him in the first place
we need to talk about how much of a gentleman he is though
he pulls chairs out for you, offers a hand if there is an inconvenience in your way, also offering a toothpick when he takes one out for himself (which he now kind of regrets, because he got you addicted to them and that means he has to buy them more frequently), asking you if you are alright after fights, shootings, etc.
still, he likes to be spoiled like that as well, which you do
your basic show of love is buying him new toothpicks (as mentioned before, it is halfly your fault they dissapear so quickly) and you secretly hid them in his pocket where they usually are, not taking credit for purchasing them (that doesn't mean Crosshair is oblivious to that fact, he simply just enjoys your sneaking around to put them there)
what you do automatically now is adjusting the room tempature so he could sleep deeply, as he doesn't often
Crosshair and the others are used to sleeping in a cold environment, due to their life on rainy Kamino, and while others somehow adapted to tempature changes, Crosshair couldn't fall asleep in a warm room
so every night, before you go to sleep, you adjust the tempature to 10°C (50°F), and when you go to sleep after the sharpshooter, sometimes you watch how his position changes immidiately due to his, when you're not too tired
‎Wrecker
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main love language: physical touch
other: words of affirmation
time for this strong man, fun fact: he really loves kisses
small ones mainly, he likes to give you a peck on the cheek everytime you pass him
he is smithered by love and he needs to give it away like this
hugs are also his thing, he gives the best hugs out of every embrace you've ever been in
he usually picks you up and tightly squeezes you, but he is being careful not to squish you
you always put your cheek on his during a hug, that totally doesn't melt his heart or anything, or you whisper in his ear: i love you too cyare (oh yeah, calling him cyare also doesn't affect his entire being whatsoever)
when there is something important going on, he has his hand on your shoulder or holds your hand shamelessly, pissing off Hunter ("Does this feel 'low profile' to you two?" he curses at the sight of you holding hands and Wrecker will always respond back: "Have you ever heard of couples? Dating is not a thing we invented, ask Tech". As Tech is dragged into it, he will either ignore or confirms Wrecker's statement by sighing: "No, that's definitely not a term you invented, Wrecker. Congratulations on winning the argument.")
the strong boy is definitely the big spoon, he lives to scoop you close to him and holding you in the most vulnerable moments (no, it's not a mistake, he lives to do that)
but you did convince him to try the little spoon and he has to admit that it's almost a tie for him
he just adores your little arms trying to get around his shoulders, but he enjoys being wrapped in his lovers hands
yet he still prefers being the big spoon as he is prepared to protect you
if you are not big on physical touch, it doesn't upset him, he gives you time
also, he always ask for consent, even on little kisses
sometimes, he doesn't ask directly, but he slowly moves to you, waiting for your reaction
if you shake your head or take a step back, he stops and just smiles at you or says something sweet
if you smile, nod or move in his direction, he takes it as a yes and will trap you in his hugs and kisses
when he is overly excited or happy from a finished job/mission, he will take you up on his shoulders, carrying you to the Maraurder or to Cid's (although he puts you down before the steps, you both wouldn't fit into the narrow stairwell)
you were surprised when he did it for the first time, but subconsiously expect it now, when he loudly yells something positive
if you really mind physical touch and know you won't warm up to it, he expresses his love by words
he is simple, saying i love you or be careful before missions or when you go out are the basics
he asks you about your day, adding a very cute nickname he has and made for your name (that only he can use. his words not yours) and you ask about his in return (you tried to do the same for him, but the nickname you came up with didn't catch on. maybe Wreckie sounded too childish, but it was good for joking around)
he thinks of you everyday and voices it every evening, saying what reminded him of you today (of course not in private, he needs his brothers to hear)
you always say some sweet phrases to Wrecker whenever you walk by him: you look pretty, hey love, there he is- the man of my desires, etc.
you also reassure him when he's upset. or overwhelmed, which happens often on intense missions. you make sure you are there for him for comfort
he definitely says good morning and good night to you and he makes sure it would be the first and last thing in your day, so he says it extremely early and extremely late, but you don't mind
Wrecker doesn't get insecure about your relationship much, you return his love equaly so he has no reason to, but there are rare moments where he overthinks
he usually puts distance between you and isolates himself when these thoughts occur, that's when you know he is doing it again
for him to snap out of it, you make food for the two of you and sit next to him without a word, you put a blanket over you and just sit and cuddle with him in silence
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Death is an inevitability in this world, as all fluid will someday dry and all flesh will someday rot. It is a sad occasion, no doubt, but the people of this land do find hope within it. For those who die are not truly gone, as it is all part of a cycle. For the people who live upon a land made of ancient corpses and fallen gods, they know that nothing goes to waste. What rots shall one day be reborn, in one form or another. The major belief is that those who pass away must be returned to the earth, where their bodies and fluids shall be absorbed and reused in the birth of a new being. The soul of all beings are within their fluids and flesh, and once it is returned it shall be remade. They will be born again, their soul within a new body, a new person, to live a brand new life full of more possibilities. Perhaps they will be human once more, or perhaps a beast, there is no telling, as for what matters is that they are a part of this endless cycle of death and rebirth. Thus, all the different cultures of this world make it a custom to return their dead to the earth in their own special way. Some melt bodies of loved ones down in a bath of Yellow Bile, where their liquid remains can thus be spread upon their favorite places and memories, and that their essence may return that much faster. Some seek simple burial, while others leave their bodies out for the elements, so that nature and her children may return their essence to the source. 
With many cultures leaving fresh bodies out to be returned to the planet, there are a number of species that have grown accustomed to this food source. One such creature is the Ivory Angel, a large insect that has a taste for the dead. Their razor sharp claws cut through flesh with ease, carving up the corpses and gnawing them down to the bone. These bloody skeletal remains are discarded, and left for the other creatures to fight over, as these Angels prefer soft flesh. So eager they are for the freshly dead, that Ivory Angels have memorized the places where people go to return their passed on loved ones. They will stake out these graveyards and corpse grounds as their territory, standing ever vigilant for the next meal. They tend to perch themselves on high, so that they can easily survey their surroundings for approaching corpse wagons or other scavengers that need to be scared off. For those who try to steal their meal or run them off, the Angels use their gnarly bladed arms to slice through them. So intimidating these weapons are, that they pose themselves with them outstretched as they watch their territory, daring anyone to try and challenge them.
Due to their constant presence at burial grounds, folk have viewed them as guardians and watchers of these sacred places. To them, these Ivory Angels will ensure their dead are returned to the world in peace, and that no grave robbers or harvesters will run off with them. In truth, the Angels will indeed attack corpse stealers, but purely because they are trying to abscond with their food. Regardless, people have a love and reverence for this species, often using their image on works that are tied to death and burial. Their blade covered limbs cleave through flesh and let the fluids leak into the ground, to which the poets say that angels take the dead back to the earth, carried upon their ivory wings.
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"Ivory Angels"
I am pretty darn proud of this design, I must say!
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oceansmotion · 1 year
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The sleepy town of Wormwood
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A powerful witch has cast a spell over the town, isolating it from the rest of the world. Perpetually 1956, it exists in a stasis, unchanging over the years. No one has ever questioned the way things are, never thought about why nothing seems to change from year to year. Will anyone ever break free of the curse and bring Wormwood into the present or will it forever remain the same? I really love this hood and despite having so many issues with it, I still love playing it (and so does @nonsensical-pixels who is the one that inspired me to dig around to get most of the original files back because she was making me jealous). It's a little more silly but there are some pretty dark undertones as well. I know there's a couple issues but they really aren't a problem if you play the hood as a standalone or with non-PV subhoods. There is an overarching mystery/plot :) Who really is Moira and...is she really that bad? Is she actually evil or is there more to it? What's going on in the Moore house and why is there a strange smell wafting from it? The Tegan's sure are an odd bunch, is the picture perfect family of blonde hair and blues eyes a coincidence or something more sinister? Will Olive Specter finally find some good luck and love in Ocean Grisly? Sam Spyers is determined to figure out what's happening in Wormwood, but can she figure it out before it's too late?
There are 3 files included: Required, Highly Suggested, and Wormwood itself. The Required folder contains various CC that I used, almost entirely from Michelle's recolors from MTS (merged) + the Bespoke build set (merged), the (optional) Prison mod from Simlogical is not required but sort of ruins the immersion for two families, there are various plants from Parsimonious, fences from Smug Tomato Basket, more plants from the Castaway conversion site, the Sims 2 store sets, and unfortunately a really old merged buy mode folder that I genuinely do not remember what's in it other than a ton of Veranka's stuff. I don't think I used too much from this folder and most of it has the creator in the item descriptions. In all, it's about 1GB of CC, so it's not exactly that much. CC lite, I guess? Most of it is just to get the general vibe of the hood and can be replaced and even then, the bulk of it is simply recolors or bespoke wallpapers. I used this template from enchantedw0lf on MTS to create the hood. Townies may or may not be bald. No, I will not explain. As the first hood I've ever made, it has been through hell and back. I actually completely finished a more complex and involved version of it before managing to corrupt it due to a simple misclick in simpe and thinking I had a backup but not actually :):):) Then entirely remade it from scratch again but it was a hacked down version with fewer sims and simpler plot lines (rifp cowboy farmer who secretly wanted to be a pretty ballerina and had a room full of mannequins facing a stage where he'd dance for them). All this to say that I didn't make this hood 100% correctly and it has some...quirks. When I remade it, I forgot to disable stealth hoods (you'd think I'd have learned my lesson from this when I decided to make Natosi later lol), and I simply can't be bothered to delete townies n stuff. I don't have the energy or willpower to clean it up. The hood itself is still very pretty and fun to play, I think the odd quirks actually fit in perfectly and helps give the vibes I wanted for it!
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Nintendo Dream #6 RtDL DX Interview Part 2
Here’s the translation-summary for the second half of the RtDL DX interview with Kumazaki and the team, continuing from last month!
...Sadly, it doesn’t come close to answering all our questions. (The True Arena remains a mystery... :sob:) And I get the feeling Kumazaki’s going to continue to be very staunch on not giving away any hot lore deets/timeline information. Ever. But I like that he continues to encourage speculation!
Anyway, read below for the whole thing!
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Q: I'd like to ask about the sub-games
-Nishi says since they were deluxe-ifying Kirby Wii, they wanted to enhance the parts of it where everyone could have fun together. The discussion of increasing the amount of sub-games and making them more extravagant led to the idea for Merry Magoland. Due to the desire to have many different generations enjoy them, they pulled popular games from a variety of classic titles and made them four- player.
-Kumazaki says they paid attention to including a variety of play experiences when selecting sub-games, so the experience of playing each doesn't overlap with the others. Man-power wise, it wasn't possible to put everything in, but looking back on it, he says, they miraculously included all their first choices on the initial design document. Ten felt like the right number for this "deluxe" game. They were even able to include some new ones, give them all a unique feel and make them all four-player. He notes as a director on Ultra Super Deluxe (Super Star Ultra) he was in charge of every sub-game there and how difficult it was to design games that used both screens and touch capabilities.
<Short additional commentary about designing games around the Wii remote and transferring that to the Joy-con I'm skipping>
Q: I'd like to ask which of the 10 sub-games everyone has the most feelings associated with.
-Tani says his is Egg Catcher, being the first sub-game in the Kirby series. It was very difficult and so there was some debating about making it more accessible... in the end, they slowed it down some to make it easier. But as you increase in difficulty, it gets about as hard as the original game.
Q: In the original, King Dedede throws the eggs, but here he's an ally. How did you go about solving that problem?
-Tani says that after thinking about it, they gave that role to a robot. It allowed them to re-include the Dedede robot from the Wii version's sub-game, Scope Shot.
Q: Kirby catches the eggs in their mouth, but Meta Knight has a mask and Bandanna Waddle Dee doesn't have a mouth. How did you go about solving this issue?
-Tani says that after thinking about a lot of options they settled on baskets. (laughs) He mentions that Dedede is taller than the other characters so the position he would catch the eggs at would be different. So they fixed that by putting the other characters on raised platforms.
-Watanabe says his favorite is the new game Magolor's Tome Trackers. Because it's Magolor's theme park, they made a sub-game where Magolor takes a big role. The rules are fairly simple, but that gives it lots of replay ability. But there are also fun changes to the conditions and the way it plays by Magolor showing you the back of the book instead or only the color, or taking time before giving you a hint. "My bad! Looks like I showed you the wrong side of the book!" he says, in Magolor-ese, to describe how the gameplay maintains these characterful "Magolor" elements.
Q: Magolor has become a really great character capable of anything now. (laughs)
-Kumazaki says Magolor has grown into a character that can do things they can't have other characters do, something of a rarity in the Kirby series.
-Nakanishi says his favorite sub-games are Checkerboard Chase and Smash Ride. Both can be tricky to control just right, but that makes it more exciting to play with others, and he was very happy they got remade for this game.
-Ninomiya chimes in about Samurai Kirby. It was a sub-game he'd always liked, and while there was some thinking needed to decide how to make it work with four players, its even more exhilarating to win in this version. And that goes for the online version as well. It works with motion controls so you can really pretend to be a samurai.
Q: Samurai Kirby 100 is a game you can play online against others but only once per day. Pleas tell us more about that.
-Kumazaki says most online games involve hanging out in the lobby, chatting with friends, and its very fun. And while the Kirby series has been making attempts at online play with Super Kirby Clash and Dream Buffet, he wanted a game that you can play with no waiting, just a quick, casual investment you could play without any fear.
It's a simple one button game, but they decided, rather than that just being something you could play online, "Wouldn't it be awesome if you could engage in a 100-person battle royal?!" and that was how Samurai Kirby 100 came about.
-Watanabe says they aimed for a goal where you could decide who was best in all the world in a snap. And because it just requires one button press, anyone can have an easy time playing it. It ends quickly too, but they put a lot of effort into the presentation of the game because of that. And you get to see something special if you get 1st place, so he hopes people will keep trying it every day.
[The Symbol of Peace in the Kirby World]
Q: There's an orange butterfly flying near Kirby and King Dedede in the opening and ending movies. Is that the same orange butterfly that has appeared in other titles?
-Kumazaki says that in regards to the story, many times they put much more priority on the game design aspects. But in order to expand upon the world's setting (or if it will make the series as a whole more exciting) they scatter these little seeds that make you think up these deeper connections.
Q: So you're looking/focusing toward the future
-Kumazaki says that the world of Kirby, in order to stay diverse with each entry, has many parallel world elements and unconnected timelines, and he cannot clarify for us if that butterfly possesses the same role in different entries. But that there are elements left in the game that those who want to enjoy the story more can ponder on.
Q: I see.
-Kumazaki says Meta Knight has his airship, the Halberd, that sank in the end of Meta Knight's Revenge. But in a later game, Kirby Squeak Squad, they bring back the sinking Halberd as it's laying at the bottom of the sea in this game. And that there are new stories that can arise from pulling out past story beats like that. Slipping these things in softly can allow those unaware of these to experience the depth of the series' story as well, keeping these elements alive, without interfering in the enjoyment of the series' gameplay.
So if you're unfamiliar with the orange butterfly, it can be a symbol of peace, representing the calm before the adventure kicks in, or the mood of the ending. There are many different points of view you can see it from. Kumazaki wants both those unfamiliar with or not that interested with the story to be able to have their own takes on it and take in the story as they wish.
Q: There's lots of theories/questions though. (laughs)
-Kumazaki says if you play lots of Kirby games then play RtDL DX, you may definitely be thinking "Wait, is that?!" And the fact that the butterfly avoids touching Dedede's head directly but stopping on the flower instead... we make little considerations like that.
[Magolor Epilogue where Magolor is the star]
-Kumazaki says the original had The Arena and Extra Mode, which is generally the right amount of volume for a good Kirby game, but since so many people have already played RtDL, they wanted something unknown, like there'd be if this was a new game - something new to enjoy. They also were thinking up something that included a different style of play than that of the main mode.
Four plays is the crux of the game, so you can play as four Magolors in the Magolor Epilogue too, but this is also an adventure to raise up a weakened Magolor and make him strong again. He focused on adding that growth/development part to the "fun, four player action."
-Watanabe says, regarding the gameplay systems, they included mechanics where you could develop the player character as you pleased, something that they haven't done much of in Kirby. It linked up nicely with the story of Magolor picking himself up from losing his powers, easing you into the story nicely.
Q: It's fun to raise characters up like in an RPG
-Watanabe says that outside of connecting the gameplay to the story, another reason they chose this style of gameplay was to make a wide-audience game that anyone could play. This mode unlocks after you've cleared the main mode, so there is a bit of a difficulty curve, but its also balanced so that players who don't like action games can proceed via powering Magolor up enough. We aimed for something playable for action game veterans and newcomers.
Q: By the way, is it possible to complete this mode if you don't power up Magolor at all?
-Watanabe says yes. The challenge stages require specific power ups, but you can play to the end of the game ignoring those. He's done it himself, he says. It's very difficult though, so if you're confident in your skills, please, make the attempt!
-Nananishi says its the kind of challenge they can include because its post-game content. Kirby and the Forgotten Land's copy ability upgrade system was well-received. This game's system is a bit different, but Kirby hasn't really been a series with elements where your abilities change as you grow, so they look forward to how these different elements will be received.
Q: Why did Magolor's outfit turn gray?
-Kumazaki says they made it white to show how he'd lost his powers after "a certain fight." It visualizes how he's lost all his energy. He's not going to elaborate on the series timeline, but there are things in RtDL DX that lean toward connecting the various stories.
Q: So, he's out of energy?
-Kumazaki says the other reason he's dressed in white is that in RtDL, there are these dimensional rifts that allow you to travel through a variety of worlds, and so Magolor's clothes are white to make you think "Oh wait, does it mean this?!" There's a bit that hints at this, so I'm happy if you complete the epilogue and are able to feel "Aha! So that's why he's dressed in white!"
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<LATE EDIT: Sooo, I was in a rush when I wrote this and didn’t double check even though it pinged something in my brain (Bad Dess. Always double check!) but there is some implication, notably in the fact that Kumazaki corrects the interviewer gray > white and some obscure/older meaning behind the word “white clothes” that they’re also meant to be funerary garb.>
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Q: By the way, you can play as four Magolors in multiplayer mode, but is this magic or some other established ability to split oneself?
-Kumazaki says that in Star Allies's post-game content, Heroes in Another Dimension, Kirby can transform into the Dream Friends themselves. Because it's otherwise very hard for Player 1 to play as the Dream Friends in Star Allies, so he wanted a special kind of game experience where you could control them all at the end. Lots of unusual things occur in the space known as Another Dimension, but... they realized it would cause less unease if you could just be four Magolors rather than Magolor somehow being able to summon Kirby, King Dedede, Meta Knight, and Bandanna Waddle Dee to journey with him. It also makes it more of a Magolor Epilogue because its only Magolor.
Q: It's sure something to play with four people as four Magolors. (laughs)
Unlike with Kirby and the Amazing Mirror, where Kirby is divided into four by Dark Meta Knight at the start of the adventure, nothing happens to cause this. We just wanted to emphasize the fun of playing together as four Magolors gathering power and growing. This is just something conceived of to be unique and fun to this game.
Q: On the note of the four Magolors, tell me about being able to play as four Kirbys of differing colors.
-Kumazaki says the point of the multi-color Kirbys is so that everyone can be the main character. We had something similar in Star Allies with the helpers, but outside of Kirby, those are generally controlled by the CPU to help out and add elemental abilities.
Q: The helpers give off a strong impression of being support to Kirby during Kirby's own adventure.
-Kumazaki says that in contrast to that, the multi-colored Kirbys are distinct for letting everyone be the main character, and everyone play as Kirby. It's a difference of theme. To match up with the theme of the game, everyone can play as a Kirby of a different color. Because the helpers are identified as helpers, they're really support roles that exist to fulfill a need in the series.
[Kumazaki looks back at 30 years of Kirby]
Q: It's been a packed 30th anniversary.
-Kumazaki says with the goal of making the 30th a big celebration, they worked together with teams and departments outside of just Japan, all toward this one goal, and that he was glad they did. It was very difficult of course, but everyone put their all into "Let's make the consumers happy!" and "Let's make this 30th huge!" It was thanks to this clear goal that Kumazaki and everyone else was able to keep moving in the same direction and that everything was done with excitement and that you can feel the team's energy.
Q: You released three vastly different games this year.
-Kumazaki says for him, the biggest challenge was making those three games. It wasn't just because it was the 30th or to release a new Kirby title, but because they wanted to make the very best title they could that they were able to release three titles exactly on time for the 30th. But the Music Fest, that was definitely prepared especially as a 30th anniversary celebration.
Q: It was really impressive that you made that happen.
-Kumazaki says that he feels as if Kirby has grown much larger thanks to all the events packed into the 30th anniversary celebration. Kirby was 9 years old when he entered HAL Laboratory (2002) so it was just before the 10th anniversary. Now it's been 20 years and you see Kirby in all kinds of places. Kirby dolls hanging on students bags, Kirby merchandise for sale in storefronts, and Kirby prizes at gaming arcades. He says that back during the 20th anniversary, it was still somewhat rare to see Kirby merchandise around. There are many more opportunities to see Kirby in games and elsewhere in just these 10 years. From the first entry to Kirby and the Forgotten Land, not just in Japan but all over this wide world, support for Kirby really has grown. He felt that with the scale of the Music Fest, compared to the orchestra concert celebrating the 25th anniversary just five years ago. The deep feeling that Kirby is loved by so many all over.
Q: You worked person-to-person with the sound staff on the Music Fest while making those three new games, right?
-Kumazaki says it was incredibly difficult. (laughs) The peak of difficulty was Dream Buffet's development falling right when the end of production for the Music Fest was happening. I was listening to songs from the Music Fest in one ear and BGM tracks from the games with the other. We'd made the plan to announce Dream Buffet on stage during the Music Fest, so I made those announcement preparations with the feel of "We're working on it RIGHT now!"
Q: You did the voice of King Dedede for the HAL Laboratory Dream Band King Dedede Fest" didn't you?
-Kumazaki says about that, they didn't rehearse his part in the song before the event. (laughs) After hours at Kirby Cafe Tokyo, they did rehearsal and recording all in the short space between then and opening the next day. "I'll do it!" he thought to himself as he joined in, thinking it would please the fans.
Q: With the release of Kirby and the Forgotten Land, the scope of what a Kirby game is has increased, and many people are looking forward to what's going to come out next.
-Kumazaki says as new ways of play are discovered, evolutions and enhancements on types of play increase as well, with things like additional growth parameters but they generally want to see player's growth and proficiency at the controls of the action games they play. The scope of the games has increased, but push it past a certain line and it really would become an RPG, and that action (the genre) and learned proficiency are very important to Kirby, so he's going to continue thinking about that balance going forward. Which is quite challenging.
Q: That brought us the "Magolor Epilogue" right? Magolor did no talking on his own, the whole story till the end was communicated in that fashion. Very well done.
<They're talking about the fact that he doesn't talk to anyone else to explain the story or his feelings while you're playing the game, yet you still understand the narrative. Obviously, he still has some dialogue when you power him up.>
-Kumazaki thanks the interviewer, saying that with an action game, its good to have a story you can read between the lines. And, he adds, the reveal that Magolor('s ears) was dark brown/black underneath his hood was always there from the beginning of his creation.
<They make specific mention of his ears, but I think the point is to emphasize that his looks aren't because he's in "shadow">
Q: Lastly, please share let us hear your enthusiasm as we move into the 31st year of the Kirby series.
-Kumazaki says that the 30th anniversary came about because of the hard work of staff and most of all, the cheers of so many fans. The games, the music fest, the events and merchandise. FL is the series first main line 3D action game, Dream Buffet lets you compete against others online, and now this game, a deluxe remake of an 11 year old 2D action game, so there's a great variety of Kirby for the fans to enjoy.
That the team had been feeling this after the 20th anniversary, but with the growth of the staff, while they were able to deliver almost non-stop Kirby titles, presenting nothing but traditional 2D sidescrolling action titles alone might put the series in a rut. That's why with much work, they try to change up the world, the graphics, and the style of play, but the series needs even more variety going forward. Now, at the 30th anniversary, the team has gained so much more experience and are ready to challenge new types of play. It's a big thing to deliver a diverse lineup of titles. But there are still things left undone and new challenges ahead. They don't want to be limited to just mainline titles and specific staple genres and are making preparations to deliver an even more diverse Kirby series to the world. Please look forward to what the new Kirby series will continue to have in store!
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"Kids with passion to play make-believe;
Will become young adults with the will to achieve"
Alright, so I figured I wanted to make this eventually. I finally finished my part for the Guaraná MAP a few months ago after like, almost two years of having it lmao, and those two years were wild and included a bunch of different versions of the part which would never see the light of day outside of the map server, so I figured I should put them all here :)
Here is the finished part which I am very happy with honestly, love some Hollyleaf angst
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So now let me tell you about how the part used to be IWKFOLSPS
To get the part I actually had to fist fight a friend because it was one of the few really simple interesting parts and we both wanted it pretty badly
When I eventually got the part I made two storyboards for it, and my idea was for it to be very limited animation with mostly tweening, as, in my head, it would make my life easier
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The first storyboard I was not happy with so I threw it out the window and made another soon after
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This one I was way happier with and is the storyboard I used for most of these two years, here you can see a little light/shadow behind Hollyleaf that, while I liked, was really out of place so I didn't keep it in the end :(
What followed was multiple months of me chipping away at this part and telling myself every time that it would be easy to do because it was pmv, I got pretty far with this, making the assets for all of the cats and only needing to shade Hollyleaf, finish the backgrounds and guaraná plants and edit
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At that point however, despite being almost done, I really couldn't bring myself to work on this part anymore, I'm not sure what exactly it was, but messing around with all the assets and tweening and all that just wasn't fun for me at that point and I just began stalling to avoid having to open the file again
Eventually in February a light shone upon me, if I wasn't having fun with PMV then screw it AMV was my new best friend
In a few hours I made a new sketch, skipped the rought animation stage and finished Holly's entire animation (don't do this ever, don't be like me)
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I had also started on Lion but I was struggling on what to do with him because of how I animated Holly lol
I don't remember the exact plan but originally the character acting was:
Holly and Lion are looking up, Jay is a little frustrated. Holly talks to him to cheer him up and he looks at her, feeling a bit more encouraged. Then she would look at Lion, he would reassure her, and they'd all end up happy
Somehow though, while animating Holly, I ditched the plan and made her be surprised by Lion and look at him, so I struggled a bit trying to figure out what Lionpaw could do to get her attention, and spent a good while trying to figure out the solution to a problem that I created in a few hours of not following a simple plan ISMOCKSKKDS If you plan something, preferably follow it, don't be like me²
I could have just remade her animation so that would have been solved but I liked her animation I didn't want to redo it :(
Anyway, eventually I figured he could say something stupid to help cheer up Jay or something and I like his and Jay's new movements so it all worked out :)
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After making the first shot, I caved in to something I wanted to do for a while which was a transition between the shots, instead of having it cut to the second shot or move the characters around a little bit.
I didn't know if I wanted to do a transition with stars or with the fire scene, until eventually I figured that the fire scene and Ashfur's... thing was what really affected the siblings, especially Hollyleaf. The part also follows a sequence of Hollyleaf feeling guilty for what she did so in general I thought that Ashfur would transition well
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You may also notice that I hadn't splattered blood all across Holly's face in the second shot and that was because I forgot she was supposed to have blood on her until I read the script again for some reason and realized I forgot ISNKCKAKDLSL
So, what did we learn? PMV sucks, animate it all at 24 fps in one sitting instead/JOKE
This is all I have about the Guaraná part, it was pretty fun to work on and I loved joining a map about my country, this map lives in a little part of my brain rent free <3
Might do this for other parts that have a bunch of wips or something I'll think about that, it's kind of fun to just lay out your process like this, would recommend 10/10
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devdirt · 5 months
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I have some re-imagined redesign symbolism things like
Valentino is a Centipede because he hurt people feeling psychically and physically and he died from prepared centipede by this victim(don't worry that victim is in heaven!) Yeah moths looks cool but centipede has MORE meanings these lil feelas are toxic and bites painful (+ in Chinese and even some of japanese mythology centipedes are powerful associated with a bastard or corrupted form of immortality) also it's because the Valentino is a SA(or r@pist) asshole😒
Or in simple way Nifty is a 4 legged object-head eyeball in my re-imaged/design her eyeball head means what she is psychotic and jealous lady(I remember one religious thing about what the Hamsa hand also protects against envy or jealous as i remember)
I also thinking about Angel Dust and Molly re-imagined them into Arachne's (aka Spider Centaurs if you don't get it) most Arachne's in media are beautiful women's and I I’m thinking about what if they were remade into beautiful Arachne drag queens who are two related to mafia blood...
"The End bruh 😔" Anon
Now these are informed designs! And I'll love anything that makes Angel and Molly look more like spiders.
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