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crying-fantasies · 4 months

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Fighting instincts

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Heavily inspired by @michaela-o new work (hope you don't mind), just love the idea of fighting instincts on humans and while reading her work I was: How come I overlooked that?!

Some may ask how much of an organic DNA structure a terraformer sparkling has taken from the human creator.

It shows, barely, in physical traits described before, but in recent years some show way more noticeable things such as metallurgic imperfections on the derma (scars) some points of different color (similar to dots), in some cases even different kinds of paint appearing when the youngling is old enough as discoloration or degrading paint even when the quality and healthiness of nanites is the same.

But, when faced with difficult or way too stressing situations, some have been able to produce organic chemicals, maybe not sweat or tears, but chemicals that help their bodies to produce or increase their "organic instincts".

Imagine a feral human, like some bots call humans in dead or life situations, somehow increasing their strength and sharpness, more fluid while moving.

Now imagine that very same human but give it a few more meters, a hard like tank reinforcement exterior, and energon running in the circulatory system faster than any blood vessel could ever do with blood, and you have a Terraformer about to go feral.

It doesn't always happens, practically since all the terraformers have been forged in times of peace, but given the problem of being easy targets since they don't have experience in war have show quite the examples of responses to these situations.

With the records of New Cybertron the first one to show registered traces of human die or fight behavior in dire circumstances was Sabersky, it was in a mission far from Cybertron and they crashed without knowing in a neutral settlement that didn't know the actual situation back on New Cybertron.

Official in charge: Astrotrain, mentioned that: "They didn't have the slightest idea the war had ended, not even how to use a gun! When they saw my old decepticon insignia and Mariah's autobot badge they began shooting like crazy! Didn't even get a scratch of it, but the kids", his previous proud smile dropped, "the kids have never been in between open fire before, Mariah and Chainbreaker were the first ones to get injured, Bloodhorn tried to talk and made it worst, she was the next and then Sunset, I had to stop Cloudjolt from shooting back, I transformed back to alt mode to take them away as fast as possible, Sabersky was-" he paused, servo over his eyes, "Saber was behind me, I'm sure of it, I swear, I'm looking out for these reckless younglings at every moment, he is the second youngest and maybe the worst, I counted all of them, called out for him to contact back to Cybertron and he didn't say a word, when I looked back he wasn't there anymore".

Cadet Sabersky was shoot mid air, the blast and conservative fall destroyed his left wing and crashed on enemy territory, "I don't really remember what happened after they beat me", after his retrieval he was put on medbay, one of his wings wasn't fully developed, as it was new, but was attached to his frame, the content on his tank made more than one medic frantic for answers.

"Would you want to tell us what happened to you?", The psychiatrist asked softly, the youngling put a servo over his helm, feeling the dents around.

"I remember one of them took me by the helm", note: the subject looks angry to remember the events, making his servo a fist, "and started to smash me against the dirt", the fist collided against his open servo to put emphasis on the events, "I heard every one of them, like an echo!", Note: the patient is smiling, apparently to cover the gravity of the assault, "I thought: so I'm going to die here, just like pops said: if you're weak and the enemy gets you then it's over" he stopped the movement of his fist, smile faltering, the patient's field dropped, "I thought about them, mom and pops, I mean, pops is more than able to go on with his life! But mom, mom would have been sad if I died there... I can't remember".

Note: patient's wings dropped with his field.

"It angers me! I can't remember!"

Under the request of the patient an exploratory mnemosurgery was realized.

The mnemosurgeon had a hard time explaining what happened after suffering a panic attack in the middle of the procedure and also at the end of it, "I need to know how it could be possible!", was his answer before returning to his job, but in a resume after the physical attack started there was a strange rush in the patient's energon lines, a pulse, strange in it's nature before the HUD powered off, two nanoclicks of silence before the pulse reappeared, stronger, and he started to move again.

There was no way to explain it except that cadet Sabersky entered a strange stage of self preservation only comparable to the ones humans get ir order to survive, joints moved in impossible and painful directions, armor was loose in certain portions of the body to improve movement, and hunger, the cadet consumed some of his attackers, riping off their steel to consume it and also integrating it to his own body by something similar to new tissue generated by a process equal to human digestion and homeostasis.

"He looked like a dire wraith, but less deformed, I don't know how to explain it but he looked a lot like a human with armor, for Primus' sake, he started to move on four limbs, his vox glitched and he sounded like a human! How is that possible!", The surgeon seemed to be enthusiastic about the whole ordeal and the possible hypothesis around the event.

Note: Further research is needed, since terraformers are still a subject of many questions, we'll contact the scientists aboard the Lost Light since they are the first ones to have any information of the first individual.

Cadet Sabersky has zero recollections of the incident and the medical personnel has decided that was the best outcome of the whole situation to prevent bigger trauma.

#reader insert #angst #tf mtmte #transformers x reader #transformers idw #transformers #tf blitzwing #terraformer au!

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tallsc · 11 months

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AvM Ep 31 Spoilers

Just some commentary on various aspects of the new episode

So first, the episode in general - it was fun, looks like we're gonna be getting a more random one-off 4th season which I'm fine with, we get our plot and angst through AvA 6 XD I am somewhat curious if this is gonna be a full ten episodes or a shorter season like AvM 2 but either way having some random one-off things that are longer than the actual shorts is nice.

For the group as a whole, it's really nice to see them doing stuff like this again - and I can't help but compare it to the Cave Spider episode all that time ago. All of them have gotten so clever in their tactics, they're so much stronger and more skilled than they used to be! I did notice some individual stuff I wanna bring up of course but I had to mention how strong the group as a whole has gotten.

For Yellow - while they weren't competing, they're using the command block staff so well. I love how the flight from the Witch short was used (for some reason I love how they fly, it's so satisfying) and tbh I just love how they haven't stopped using the command blocks after all the dramatic stuff was over. Also - Yellow is the best at terraforming, Green might make awesome structures and art like that but Yellow is amazing at terraforming places, have you seen the backgrounds? Yellow built all that and it looks amazing.

For Orange - they've been getting back into the super-competitive spirit that everyone has, and considering the nature of this competition yeah they fought with each other but - at least from what I could tell from my first watch and the AVG reaction afterwards - they weren't more disruptive to the others than anyone else was, so I take that as a win. Appropriate levels of competitiveness.

For Red, SEE THEY'RE SUCH A QUICK THINKER I'm so proud of them in this episode, they were always the first to come up with whatever little strategies there were to gain ground, they had so many strategies that were so unique, they just did so well and I'm so happy for them. However their animals died and that is tragic :(

For Blue, they can be so vicious sometimes honestly, when they know it's a fun competition they go all out XD Explosives and all. I did find it interesting though that they seemed much more chill around Red - which is something that's shared in the Parkour episode a while back. They still compete obviously, but it's much less fast-paced and hostile than they are with the rest of them. Just finding that interesting.

And entirely unrelated to any character analyzing whatsoever I would like to give you this screenshot

I found this so funny what do you gain from this XDD

#alan becker #animation vs minecraft #reaction #avm 31 spoilers

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bee-tee-rus · 2 months

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MML AU where King Pistachion is a single dad going on a T/indr date with you and Derek keeps fucking shit up:

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Your legs bounce with anticipation. You tie the 50th knot out of the paper sheath that your straw came in, now noticing how strong it-- oh! Nope, it finally tore. Broken out of your daze now, you take a look around the little sandwich shop that you sit alone in, wondering when your date will show.

Online dating isn't really your thing, due to the countless articles and stories you've sunken time into reading, giving your paranoia a whole 'nother level of paranoia. But it really can't be that bad, right? You are hyper aware or any potential danger, so it all should be fine.

Some minutes pass, and you just got back to your seat with a Pistachio latte. You laugh to yourself, remembering that the guy's screename who you are supposed to meet was... "King Pistachion". He didn't look like your typical human. In fact, dude didn't look human in the slightest. Like some hot sexy monstrous treeman. Hey, there's a first time for everything! You pat your pocket to be sure you brought tweezers-- in case of any splinters.

RING! The door opens after what seemed like an eternity and you are 99% sure that the being who came through is him. I mean, how many men made of wood really live around here... Actually, that's a great question and you'll look into that later.

The tree man swivels his head and squints his eyes as he looks around the room. I lock my eyes onto him, yet remain silent as he surveys the room. I can't help but feel a bit intimidated. Once he turns my way and meets my gaze, I flash a weak smile and wave. He straightens up, nearly missing the ceiling as a huge smile forms across his face. The man comes forward and then I realize just how much taller he is than I. If this date gets far enough... I wonder how THAT will play out? I shake those unwanted thoughts away.

"H-hi, I'm Anon. Um from the uh... The app." God, why are you nervous?

"I know, as soon as those gems glistened my way, they drew me in... Anon~" the man says with smoothness as he kneels down and grabs your hand, his large stick thumb caressing the top of your hand in a seductive way.

Oh God, he is laying it on a little too thick.

"Uh..." You pull your hand away, feeling awkward from the sudden gesture. "Here, let's sit down and maybe talk some first, kinda get to know each other?"

"Ha ha yes, my little berry. Here... Let me--"

"AH!"

Suddenly, you are light on your feet. In fact, you aren't even on your feet anymore! This man had the audacity to pick you up and carry you bridal style to your seat. Sir, this is a Jimmy John's. He pulls out your chair with one hand and gently sits you down, then goes over to his seat and plops down in it. He leans his chin on his clasped hands as he leans forward to give you his undivided attention. What is with this guy? It seems like he is wanting to get to the good part already, like slow down!

"Haha... " You chuckle nervously, not knowing how to react to his chivalrous antics. "So... Is 'King Pistachion' your real name?"

"Yes."

"Really? No really?"

"Well I suppose if I had a human identity, I would go by 'Pcarl'. The 'P' is silent."

His face looks proud of his swift answer to you. The gears in your brain start turning and churning. There's not a single 'P' in 'Carl', what is he... ? Whatever, you won't question his logic for now.

"Okay, Pcarl..." You look the strange man up and down, not really feeling the name. You get the strong feeling that he just made that up on the spot. "Can I call you KP?"

"If that's what your heart desires, little berry~" he purrs out as he flashes a wink in your general direction.

You let out a sigh and try your best to reel the tree man back to square one with you.

"Anyways, KP, tell me a little about yourself. What do you do for fun? What sorta job do you do?"

"Oh you know. Terraforming foreign lands with my bountiful seed to grow my fiersome army of Pistachion soilders so we can rule this dying planet."

A smirk forms on his face as he leans back with his arms crossed.

With a strained poker face, you can only bring yourself to respond with a repeated question.

"... And for work?"

"Terraforming foreign lands with my bountiful seed to grow my fiersome army of Pistachion soilders so we can rule this dying planet."

Hm, so he's pretty much a Line A to Line B guy. You are uncertain whether you should feel threatened or not. Your thoughts get cut off when you hear an adult male voice boom through the restaurant.

"DAAAAAD! DAAAAAD WHERE ARE YOU?"

The whiny voice feels as though it is being focused towards us. KP lets out a grumble, face palming and muttering something under his breath. You can only make out a, "Not now" due to the Ed Sheeran music drowning out miniscule sounds. King Pistachion lifts up a finger to you as though he is motioning you to hold on, stands up and turns to face the door where the voice came from. He inhales as his eyes close and brows furrow, then responds.

"What now, Derek? Daddy's busy with 'business'!" KP holds out his hands towards you. So you are a business matter now? You would feel offended, yet the curiosity of this situation keeps you quiet as you become the onlooker of whatever is about to transpire.

This "Derek" was smaller in size compared to his father, being the size of a human adult male. He kinda had a BioShock thing going on with his fashion, with the top hat and tailcoat combo. He stuck some resemblance to his dad, except for the chiseled features of his face. You would think this guy could be a model or something.

"You said you would be quick and it's been 5 hours already!" Derek says with exasperation.

"Derek, stop being so dramatic. I've only been in here for 10 minutes and was this close you getting you a mommy" KP hisses as he presses his index finger against his thumb to emphasize how close he was to--

"What? I never agreed to anything like-- Is that why you have been so flirtatious from the get-go?" You can't believe that this guy really thought that it would take a mere day of cheesy romantic antics to get someone to just marry him.

"It was going so well, I could see in your eyes that your heart began to call out to me." He turns his head to you and looks a little smug, as though he truly believed this date was going great.

"I don't want a new mom! I'm happy with the one we got at home" Derek stomps his foot to assert his belief.

"Your 'mom' is a heat lamp, that's not a mother. That's a machine that aids. We need the touch and love of a real being, especially for when I'm busy with my plans."

"Her name is 'Laura' and you would know that if you ever came home and spent time with us!"

You are assuming that the heat lamp 's name is Laura. It's a bit hard to follow this conversation, yet you try your best since it involves you in the mix. Derek begins to walk towards the table and stands in front of you, rubbing his chin as he thinks.

"How old are you?" He asks as he narrows his eyes, making sure that you do not lie to him.

"30?"

He huffs as he throws his arms up and spins around to walk away. Derek begins to become as boisterous as he was before.

"Really, Dad? They're not much older from me or your other kids! That's like you're dating my siblings or something!"

"Don't be disgusting, Derek. It's not like that at all, get over it!" King Pistachion 's tone is now becoming more impatient at how his son is publically judging him around strangers. Something flat and green grows from the bush on his head, he reaches and picks it off. Wait, is that... Did he just illegally grow cash?

"Here's $50, just-- PLEASE, go find some entertainment and let Daddy finish business."

The steamed tree man towers over his son, holding out the totally legal cash for Derek to accept. A few seconds pass and Derek silently snatches the cash and leaves. Kind Pistachion lets out a heavy sigh of relief and dusts his hands, sitting back down and his face quickly transforms from anger to... Oh he's gonna keep trying, isn't he?

"So... Anyways, have you ever lay with a man of lumber?" His eyebrow raises as he leans forward, doing his best (and failing) to woo you.

"Uhh... "

"YOU KNOW I SPRINKLED WEED KILLER ON YOU IN YOUR SLEEP SO YOU CAN'T MAKE BABIES!"

This time, you did not hear the door open but you recognize the voice. It's Derek once more, only this time he is holding a yellow dog. You hear the chair scoot and look to find King Pistachion looking horrified. Is this man afraid of dogs?

"D-Derek, put that thing away now! You don't know what you're doing!" KP shakily says as he presses his back against the wall.

Derek chuckles as he pets the blissfully unaware dog that he carries.

"Oh I do know what I am doing, father..."

He puts his hands under the dog's arms and holds it up and far from him, Lion King style. The smile of Derek fades, his head tilted down with his brows furrowed, causing dramatic shadows on his face.

"I just gave this dog a full bowl of water and cranberries... He hasn't relieved himself yet. Now if you don't piss off from this pointless date and take me home..." Derek pats the dog's belly and a swoosh of fluids can be heard. "Then I'll have no choice but to piss you out of here."

What the hell is going on? Without a peep, King Pistachion stands up and heads towards the door. He seems cautious as he passes the airborne pup, squeezing his large frame by his son and through the exit. Derek has a prideful grin, puts the dog down and goes to follow his dad into the parking lot.

You are now out of your seat and rush to the window. You want to see what sort of vehicle these two travelled in. What exactly are these beings? Are they aliens? A science experiment gone wrong? Surely, something like them wouldn't be driving something so basic, right?

Wrong.

Why are you surprised? KP and his son enter a dual colored PT Cruiser, the top half being a pale green while the bottom half is a pale yellow. Ha, it's a PisTachio Cruiser. From here, you can vaguely make out both of their expressions from the car. King Pistachion wears a look of irked defeat and Derek has the smile of someone who got their way. The car drives off and now you are just sitting alone in the shop, not wanting to even finish your pistachio coffee.

"I don't think I like pistachios anymore."

#my writing #one shot #this was really dumb #i just imagined it and decided to write it out #milo murphy's law #king pistachion #derek #mml #mml fanfic #the drawing is crappy since I sketched it on my phone #my art

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wordsandrobots · 2 months

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7, 12, 13

For this ask game.

7. Any worldbuilding you’re particularly proud of?

In terms of Iron-Blooded Orphans and Wishing on Space Hardware, I've enjoyed the heck out of playing with the Martian climate.

It bugs me inordinately when fic treats Chryse like a 'standard temperate region' because there so many fascinating details in the imagery. Like, notice how there are no trees at all outside the nicer areas of the city? And that the farmland is nestled inside a ring of hills/mountains? The ways the architecture of the place shifts depending on whether we're looking at the upmarket down-town areas or the poorer districts and slums?

Basically, I took the idea water is quite limited and Orga's comment from Episode 1 about how the reactor hall being the only warm place in the CGS base and ran with them. It's a desert but it's not a *hot* desert. For one thing, despite all the shirtlessness, Tekkadan's default uniform is not designed for somewhere warm. Those coats are thick. And perhaps the reason all of them look so dehydrated all the time is because they are? (OK, I'm not really being serious with that one but there are too many six-packs on display not to make the joke.)

So I wound up sprinkling in a lot of little details about water management and settled on a range of temperatures that are basically 'tolerable'. Chryse doesn't get very warm and it doesn't get especially cold during the day, either. It's the night you have to watch out for. Mars is arid; agriculture relies on stored water and irrigation. The city has lots of parks that have been carefully built up for the purposes of looking nice. Most people make do with showers; you probably have to be quite rich to bathe regularly. Rain, when it comes, is something of an event and heavily dependent on the season. Snow is vanishingly rare; at most you'd get hard frosts.

It's not a massively uncomfortable place to live. This is centuries into terraforming and a very established population centre; exposure is a risk but not necessarily an immediate death sentence. But I enjoyed thinking about ways it worked, even if they were never the focus of the story. And it feeds in to a recurring motif of water representing power and wealth which I liked threading through the whole thing.

12. Are there any tropes you used to dislike but have grown on you?

13. Are there any tropes you used to like but don’t anymore?

I'm not sure how to answer either of these, because it's pretty much always been the case that I can be sold on any premise if the writing is interesting enough. Even the most staid, played-out tropes can be fun if the story in which they appear is entertainingly written and cleverly constructed. There are things I wouldn't seek out, sure, but I can't say they've really changed much over the years.

I guess I'm writing a lot more polyamory than I used to? Not really a change in taste though, so much as meeting more people and finding the right opportunity.

Oh, I suppose as a lapsed Transformers fan -- I think I used to enjoy the 'both sides in a conflict team up against a third faction' trope more than I do now. It makes for fun fight scenes, but the older I've gotten, the more it's seemed to me like it short-circuits a lot of the ideological and moral aspects of a conflict in ways that can go in some fairly noxious directions. Again, if it's done well and with nuance, you could absolutely get me to enjoy it but in crude outline, it leans too close to some fascist shit for my liking.

#words in answer #thedancingwalrus-blog #ask game

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bluiex · 2 years

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prepare for scariandumping (infodumping but it is about scarian) 💃🕺

scar calls grian lots of bird related pet names like my angel, chickadee, pretty bird, dove (and just regular nicknames like sweetheart, handsome etc cause he likes giving grian AAAALLL the pet names). Grian calls him pet names too but it’s more just like when he’s not really paying attention to what he’s saying or he’s too tired to filter himself (he just says things like honey and dear when he’s talking to scar)

THEY. God THEYRE JUST SO IN LOVE it makes my heart hurt oooooof. They love each other so much 🥺 scar is so much more physically affectionate than grian is (like kissing his forehead, cheek, hair or his hands whenever he sees him or just soft little kisses before one of them has to go somewhere), and he leaves him little presents that he makes for him sitting like on grians desk or in a chest wherever he’s working on a build, he makes little necklaces and earrings and stuff cause he knows grian loves shiny things, or he’ll leave stacks of materials that he knows grian needs for his builds (scar is 100% a verbal and gift giving type of affectionate person. I feel like he’d be pretty touchy too but grian prefers to come to him for more physical affection rather than be touched without asked, so scar mostly keeps his hands to himself until grian wants attention). Grians type of showing affection is more in like, praising scar’s talents often (like he constantly tells scar and other people how good he is at building/terraforming/making things or brings up little details in scars builds that he really likes cause he’s proud of how talented he is and he likes telling people how good scar is at what he does lol. He’d also be a bit of a gift giving type too. He’d like, leave little trinkets or cool books he gets from trading with villagers for scar in chests or give him pastries or snacks or something for him to eat). When he does want physical affection though, he’ll just go find scar and hug him or hold onto his hand or arm or something. Scar knows he does that when he wants more physical affection, so whenever grian comes up behind him and hugs him or is playing with his hands or just walks up to him and pushes his face into his chest, scar just takes it as his cue to start running his hands through grians hair or hold him and give him soft little cheek and forehead kisses (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*✲ﾟ*｡⋆

I'm smiling like an idiot rn reading this like 3 times over. They are so in love it makes me sick /pos I agree with all these, all of them. Especially the Grian likes to be the one to initiate the physical affection. Scar is just minding his own business sorting through his many chest monsters tryna find something he lost ages ago, when out of no where Grian comes wandering over silently shoves his face into Scar's chest with a small noise. it was a chirp- Scar just smiles and wraps his arms around him in a big hug, pulling him closer when he sits down on a shulker with Grian between his legs his arms now wrapped around Scar's neck now that he was easier to reach- I love them :sobs:

#scarian #hermitshipping #bluie gets an ask poggers #long post

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glowstone23b · 10 months

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Hallo. I just saw your post about piglin man who is stuck in the overworld and all that, and you said if I asked you then you wouldnt stop talking about him. I want to hear it all. You sound like you have such an intricate plan for him, or at least did, and I would love to hear it

Loving you forever!!!! Okay you asked for it, beware! Here are some screenshots of the Man Himself in game through a server download I have of the old world. He's got a little minecart chair :)

The third pic is of his 'brain', per se, which is pretty simple redstone comparatively (but I'm not a redstoner, so I'm rather proud of it), which accepts gifts, quest items, and junk items, and will give gifts and responses in return. There's a dispenser right underneath the minecart he's in that would dispense the items he gave, and you could press the button on the wall to talk to him.

Fourth and fifth images are some screenshots of a puzzle I made for a quest he gave, which was INSANE by my standards! I didn't have much time to play, so being able to mine out such a big area, making redstone mechanisms aplenty, and terraforming like nuts, was pretty awesome for one person! The puzzle in the floor was controlled by levers to get a minecart at the bottom to end up in the right place so you could reach it. Along the top layer, there were potion-activated doors that'd drop down the gravel and concrete powder sections to reveal other blocks (after having 'transformed' them...). This was just to restock his gold supply & study other things from the overworld, but it was a BLAST to build!! The railways on the upper level had minecarts constantly riding through with other goodies, and would have been a way to get to a future quest later on down the line. Super proud of it still, I adore it very much!

Flint had a 'trust' system of sorts, where he'd get warmer to you the more things you did for him & open up to you! It was pretty neat! I just liked piglins (but the person I made the quests for at the time was who got me more interested in them), so he was who I ended up making. Later on, he's evolved a good bit!!!

He's roughlyyyyy in his thirties-fourties in human years (somewhere around 20-30 in piglin? still figuring that out), and about 6 1/2 to 7 feet tall when standing. He's really sweet and gentle once you get him to open up to you, but if you're not a piglin, that may take a while of de-traumatizing... He works at home as a caretaker for the piglets in the bastion, but helps where needed, which is how he got himself in the Overworld in the first place. His bastion specializes in potionmaking, so he has some limited knowledge of brewing that helped him get by. Regen & health potions helped a good bit, but not enough to prevent chronic pain after the whole ordeal. I'm still deciding on whether or not he'd use a cane or a crutch/crutches once he's healed, but he'd definitely be a little worse for wear than he was. On his free time, he loves carving gold! He likes to make hair beads, charms, or little trinkets to give to his little ones-- they go crazy for them!

There's so so so much I could go into detail on, but I feel I'd need some good drawings to illustrate my point alongside all my text. Clothing styles, transmission & aftereffects of zombification, husbandry of striders and hoglins, economy and trade routes, professions, bastion layouts, and just... any random tidbits I've picked up. So, so many! Anyways. This is mostly regarding his in game self, but hopefully I can draw a bit and share some info and little moments about him later on. Thank you for indulging me!! :D

#piglin #piglin oc #minecraft #minecraft piglin #Glowstone23b text #Flintbairn #Flaintbairn my beloved. heart eyes forever #i'm holding him so gently in the palm of my hand. rotate him in my head always #why am i like this? who knows. however you all will have to listen to my ramblings i guess!

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welcometomybraincomics · 9 months

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[ID 1: Drawing of a blue robot with wings doing a peace sign and making a kissy face. a black visor covers the robot's eyes, end to antenna come off either side of the robot's head in the same place as ears. Vines are growing out of the cracks between its joints, largely centered around the neck, where the wings connect to the back, and the shoulder joints. The text besides it reads as such: the Twins Marks: creeping plants (what type?) Their marks go under their plating and peek out from the gaps (risk, shoulders, neck, thighs, vents, base of wings) centered largely around the chest. End ID 1

ID 2: Drawing of a back shot of a blue robot with wings attached to the back and a rocket sitting between the wings. The lower half of the body and the head are not depicted. vents are visible on the signs of the waist. Find can be seen growing out of the base of the neck joint, the tops of the wing joints and curling along the tops of the wings, throwing out of the fence and peeking out of the elbow joint A second, smaller drawing of the blue, wind robot overlaps the left wing. The small drawing is a full body front facing view of the robot. Vines can be seen running along the chest, over the tops of the wings, crawling along the fore arms, creeping out of the waist, and emerging from the thighs and crawling down the leg. Accompanying text reads as such:

Mother Cont: Built by Lizard invaders, meant as mechanized soldiers

Foliage:

They go to the knees may stay away from the back because of jets unless their heat resistant or stay off the jets. End ID 2]

Ehehe, Mother content

I'm so proud of Mother~❤️

I love how I say "the foliage goes to the knees", but in my sketch there is no foliage at the knees XD

Okay! So, explanation for the marks: Mother is a sort of parasitic plant creature. Sort of. She is more like a terraforming plant... thing. Anything that has plant life that is of mother is marked as something that She has sort of brought into the collective... sort of consciousness of Her and Her children? It's hard to explain.

I think the best way I can describe this Is like Force users and the Force. Force users can hear the will of the Force and sense it and its will and it's part of them, but every force user isn't all in each other's brains. So it's not an actual hive mind, but Mother is connected to all of them.

I guess... A mark is like a membership badge to an organization, but that organization is alive and it can talk to you. All marks are some variant of plant life. Mother's children, it can be argued, are, like all mark, bc they are literally made of plants, but I digress. So the marks are plants that are literally growing out of you. It's not painful bc in order to get a mark Mother kind of.... does the thing caterpillars do when they turn into butterflies, but it's only changing your biology so its compatible with Mother's mark and Her children.

So Mother grew a giant goop filled flower bud around the twins and when they emerged, they had their marks (or the beginnings of them. Since the marks are plants, they do grow with time). Mother only marks beings She things are useful to Her though, none of the original inhabitants of the rock She terraformed were ever marked (except for maybe a few rare exceptions... Specifically, The Elder* comes to mind...). The twins were marked bc Mother decided to turn the Invader's weapons (the twins) against them.

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*The Elder (it/they)... is basically Zygarde (the pokemon)

but with 5 heads and rooted into the ground instead of having a tail. It is ancient and primarily acts as a record keeper, council giver, and interpreter for Mother's will (while Mother can communicate, it's not really with words, more with feelings).

While most of Mother's creations resemble anthropomorphic versions of Earth animals, The Elder stands alone as the only creature/creatures of such strange appearance. It also stands as the only creature that exists as a singular entity and a plural entity at the same time. Each head has a mind of its own, though it is unclear if it has always had so many heads or it was once several entities whose minds and bodies have melded together.

It stands alone in a clearing empty of all but grass. The dense forest canopy leaves a clear circle of grass in a diameter of 30 feet around it. It is the only feature like this on Mother's surface.

When the Invaders come, The Elder is the first to go. They have little defensive capabilities and no where for them to hide. When the Elder disappears, so to does all the knowledge it never passed on the Mother's children.

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There are, of course, other Elders, but those are simply the older of Mother's children. The Elder is something else entirely.

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Note: I basically haven't retconned anything about Mother

these descriptions of The Elder come from some of the first Mother imaginings and I'm just now realizing how weirdly out of place The Elder is

Like...

It's definitely not Of Mother

but they're also very clearly connected to Her

which is super weird 'cause I generally have some pretty good internal consistency

#Robits #Mother #plane twins #lore #transformers #transformers OCs #world building #ocs #art

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illusionsofdreaming · 3 years

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Helloo! I'm not sure if you're open for requests but if you are, may i ask for headcanon of the main trio + eruhaben with a dragon!s/o who's just really nice and chill :D

On another note, i just wanna say that your writing's so good i wanna melt into a puddle (*´ω｀*)

Notes: <3 I'm glad you enjoyed my writing! I hope you'll enjoy this one too!

Ft: Cale, Choi Han, Alberu, Eruhaben

Cale Henituse

People often forget you’re dragonkind because you’re chill and easy to get along with

Even your enemies make the mistake of underestimating you until you almost terraformed an entire city instantly turning the tables of a fight with a single flick of a wrist

As the enemies cowered at the display of your true strength, Cale is at the side resting against the wall with a knowing smile on his face

Absolutely proud of you

Unlike other dragons whose sense of strengths and ethics differs from human standards, you’re surprisingly down to earth thus you’re often called upon to act as the mediator when conversing with your kin.

“No, Billy you cannot blow John up because he irritated you. No, not even a little bit.”

And when reasoning won’t work, you’re more than strong enough to threaten them as well.

Whether it comes to magical or strength related problems, he’s happy to let you do all the heavy lifting

and of course, he’ll fully compensate you for your hard work and anything you want or need will be at your disposal

your calm and chill attitude to life vibes with his goals to becoming a slacker

probably the sanest dragon he’s met so far

Choi Han

started off with Choi Han wanting to test his limits and you’re the only one strong enough to withstand anything he throws

that there’s someone he can truly let loose with and push his boundaries excites him to no end

an invaluable training partner who gives great advice on how to better improve on his weaknesses

the more he trained with you, the more he’s in awe at the raw power dragons possess

Cale does not approve of the two of you getting even stronger but has no way to stop it either

he feared the day you two let loose and entire countries would disappear in a blink of an eye

Choi Han had the honour of seeing and riding your true form and it’s an experience he’ll be unlikely to forget soon

Because he understands the amount of power you hold at your fingertips, he can truly appreciate the amount of control and restrain it takes just to be careful not to hurt others

seeing you play with children does the funniest fuzzy things to his heart

Alberu Crossman

it started a bit stiffly, as years and years of culture to respect the magical beings of Dragons so deeply ingrained in him is hard to ignore completely

but he was quick to adapt and relax when you insisted on dropping formalities

your chill and calm personality helped a lot in breaking down barriers

Dragons are known for their mastery at manipulating mana and nature, so he would often come to ask for your advice and thoughts

you spent many late nights huddled by the light of a candle, working out spells that he as a half dark elf would be adept at wielding

Watching you perform magic is the most breathtaking thing for him to witness

he can feel the literal purity of mana generated dancing across his skin, the glow of power and absolute authority just steals his breath away

the respect in his eyes can be shocking, and you’ve once wondered and feared if perhaps the elves’ natural adoration for the Dragonkind was perhaps being mistaken for affection for you

he held your hands gently that time and ask “Why can’t both feelings coexist?”

he admires your strength and power, and he loves your personality, soul and heart. Perhaps there’s no clear line drawn where one ends and the other begins.

“How do you know your feelings for me aren’t like the feelings someone has for their cute, fragile pet?” he teases you in return.

it makes you laugh and you agree you’ve been silly

Eruhaben

Eruhaben is not like his peers who are often known to be full of arrogance and pride

so to have met another like him, who’s not opposed to understanding from another perspective and even sympathise with weaker beings - well, he’s quite smitten from the get-go

obviously, it wasn’t the smoothest relationship from the beginning

some instincts are hard to ignore

but with time and a lot of patience, you two learned to find your own paths to coexisting as dragons in a permanent relationship

it involved a lot of give and take and turning a blind eye, of accepting and of course a lot of arguing and making up as well

you two aren’t strangers to being regarded as weird by other dragons so their commentary didn’t bother you much

however, whenever a foolhardy dragon dares approach you for courtship thinking they’d have a chance, they’d find themselves very quickly chased off by a very jealous and possessive Eruhaben

you being the calm and understanding one is the only reason why whole continents don’t disappear overnight when such incidents happen

the cave you’ve carved out for yourselves is filled with both your possessions, but mainly decorated by you because Eruhaben is terrible at it

maybe a smaller cave will be added in the future as the family expands

#tcf #trash of the count's family #tcf x reader #headcanons #cale henituse #choi han #alberu crossman #eruhaben #dragon s/o #dragon reader #mostly fluff #eruhaben x dragon!reader is basically old married couple trope #cale's one is a bit abrupt but you know he's 500% in love with your potential- I mean #you #hellabeesworld

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teary-eyed-camper · 2 years

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And that's a wrap on the major terraforming of Foxtail! I'm sure I'll still make minor tweaks here and there as I'm designing, but this is it for the most part! Really proud of how it turned out. Did the sunken waterfall today as the last bit of terraforming and was surprised how quickly that went.

Still a long ways on the design process to go! Moving in all my villagers and building all the inclines and bridges will take at least close to a month alone. And designing might be a slower process for a bit because I'm heading off on a vacation after my dissertation defense next Friday! But looking forward to sharing updates here throughout the spring.

#ac foxtail #oc

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becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys · 3 years

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I realise it would be impossible to really implement in any meaningful way but I think I'd really love an Animal Crossing update where the villagers thank/compliment you when you move their houses, or renovate within X number of tiles from their house.

Like I had Amelia move in a few weeks back and promptly fell in love with her, which I believe is the correct response to Amelia; she moved into one of the "Eh, just whack a house in and give it vague 'quaint cottage' vibes, it'll be grand" housing spots and so I decided to custom build her somewhere. So I looked up her hobby (music) and her design (a caracara, a South American bird of prey), and decided to turn a raised plot I always felt I'd kind of just phoned in into a rainforest stilt hut. It has been many days and bells of work, friends. It has been a lot of terraforming, an ungodly amount of crafting, an excessive quantity of loft beds in brown, Even More Trees, and two different attempts at stairs because I put them in the wrong place.

She's in and done today. It looks fucken gorgeous, I'm so proud of it.

Has she thanked me? Has she fuck.

I also changed Cookie's yard, which was otherwise a bit bland, and have built her a stage on the beach to practise her singing. She, too, cares not. Astrid turned up in my campsite today, and is moving in in two days - this means I will suddenly have a CHILD on my island, which I had no infrastructure for, so I'm hastily building a little outdoor education area next to the museum and installing a play park in the shape of a boat next to the fish market. Will my efforts be gratefully received? FOLKS THEY SHAN'T!! I am an unappreciated genius by all but Pietro, who did not thank me for his carnival, but DOES declare his love for me on the hour every hour and has started wearing his carnival merchandise I put in the shop.

#animal crossing

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Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist, Father ~ Webpril Day 9

A/N: Once more at 4a.m, here we are. Here's a short blurb of some BAMF protective Tony swooping in to the rescue, and Peter is probably really going to need a hug after all this is over.

~Read on AO3

~Read on FFN

Peter was in way over his head.

He was first drawn to the scene after the sounds of screams and screeching tires echoed up and down the streets of Queens. From what he could see from where he had been perched, the chaos extended across the river into the Upper East Side of Manhattan as well.

The Avengers were hard to coordinate lately. Since Tony and Steve’s relationship deteriorated into nothing over the Sokovia Accords, all of Earth’s crises were diverted to whoever was closest or didn’t hate each other at the time. This meant that Clint and Natasha, who were still on good terms despite being on opposite teams, worked together frequently sans the rest of the team. Steve preferred to work alone, and Thor and Bruce were currently unaccounted for on Earth. Peter knew there were others involved during the whole debacle, but his knowledge on their actions or whereabouts were unknown, and he didn’t particularly pay much attention to it.

He just missed the days of the ‘Stark Internship’.

Because then there was Tony. Tony worked a lot with Rhodey, and Peter tried to be understanding despite his disappointment that Rhodey was chosen more often more often as his wingman than Peter. He had quickly gone from being Tony’s prodigy “whiz kid” to being the forgotten third wheel.

Peter was beginning to think that maybe Tony’s initial offer to join the Avengers - and after that initial offer for one of the most incredible suits Peter had ever seen - wasn’t a ‘test’ after all. To put the cherry on the metaphorical cake, contact with Happy had gone from sporadic to non-existent, and he’d never felt more isolated. He couldn’t help but feel as if Tony and Happy had made a separate ‘group chat’ and just simply didn’t include him.

And that brought Peter back to the present, slinging through the alleys and main roads of Queens with a reckless sense of vigour that Peter was sure the Hulk would be proud of.

Whatever hell spawn had made its way to Earth was fast. Scarily fast. Peter knew he could outmanoeuvre most threats he faced as the Friendly Neighbourhood Spiderman, but as Spiderman, the current Pseudo-Avenger, he didn’t particularly feel as if he were ready to take on massive city-levelling threats. Well, he might have been, but definitely not while operating solo.

The alien – Peter couldn’t believe that that thing was even realand that the word alien was even usable now in his daily language – looked had the appearance of a humanoid apple wearing a frog. He couldn’t really come up with any other description; what he could see of their faces was a rich darker shade of red, not dissimilar to a Juici brand apple. Where the ‘frog’ component came in was the slimy looking finish to their armour, or if it wasn’t armour it was at the very least incredibly dense and near impenetrable skin. That, and their cries to war sounded almost exactly like a deeper and much more intimidating croak of a Bull Frog. Thanks to biology, his first real encounter with aliens was now stained with that association.

Web grenades had become a new favourite of his as of the last twenty minutes. After some tweaking of settings and trial and error, he had managed to add ‘motion triggered’ and ‘taser’ to its list of associated commands and made it more of a web mine than a web grenade. The moment one of the ‘Apple Frogs’ sped past the sensors, off it would pop, and the threat would be both contained and neutralised.

It worked well up until the reinforcements came. He came to the realisation quickly that these were only the dispensable foot soldiers of the invading army. He came to the realisation when his height was no longer comparable to the ‘Apple Frogs’, and instead he felt dwarfed.

Peter’s brain finally caught up with reality, and he truly understood that what he was seeing was in fact actually happening and not some sort of VeggieTales fever dream.

Catching the corner of the roof of a tall block of apartments, his knees buckled on landing, his breath coming in harsh gasps. This isn’t real, this isn’t real, this isn’t real. Peering down over the side of the rooftop, he watched as what looked like the Warlords of the army mindlessly murdered their own in their quest for destruction. He had to look away as he saw one of the foot soldiers get caught in the crossfire between a glowing orange – and obviously alien - beam of fire that shot out from one of the side streets and the axe of the hulking invader closest to his position.

He swallowed back the sick feeling in his stomach, the gruesome memory burned into his retinas. He’d never seen a body contort that way, and the smell of singed flesh was inescapable even from within the mask.

The trembling in his body gave him the impression that he were sitting in a massage chair, but the experience was anything but pleasant. He wondered faintly if he were having a panic attack, but everything from his mind to his body had gone numb. The Friendly Neighbourhood Spiderman was not equipped to deal with world-ending catastrophes.

The high-pitched scream of a woman and the distressed cries of a child managed to delay the sheer terror that pumped its way through his blood and into his bones. Standing up on unsteady legs, he quickly found the source; there was the silhouette of a young family escaping for their lives, the woman holding her young child – no more than six months old - on one arm while she slung her shoulder under the arm of her husband, supporting his weight as they ran, his ankle obviously broken.

Without a second thought, Peter dove into the streets below.

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Red blips were popping up like razor burn on his HUD. Weaving through the streets of Manhattan, Tony felt himself unsurprised by the situation entirely. The first time aliens came to Earth – in New York no less – he had had a proper existential crisis, confronted with the reality that there was more out there. For it to happen a second time, however, was old news.

Tony had been notified by S.H.I.E.L.D that help was on the way, which meant that help would be there three hours after it was needed. That meant he had at least another forty-five minutes of mayhem left before the big guns were brought out, and he hoped against all hope that what was left of ‘Earth’s mightiest heroes’ would tuck their disagreements into their back pockets for a moment and come help prevent New York City from being terraformed into a brightly exposed mesa.

As quickly as the red blips had come onto the screen, they were decreasing in numbers rapidly, located mainly over the river into Queens. The small red dots quickly became slightly less pin-sized and became slightly more concerning-sized. Accompanied with these new and larger threats was the sick feeling of dread that hit Tony suddenly like a truck. Increasing the output in his repulsors, he shot like a red and gold comet over the East River.

On the edge between where Dutch Kills ended and Astoria began, Tony found the source of his inexplicably nauseating dread.

Peter was dangling almost ten feet in the air, the alien resembling a mouldy radish holding his kid’s neck between its thumb and forefingers. The left leg on Peter’s suit was torn and bloody, and the way he struggled against that thing made Tony’s blood boil.

Tony didn’t have much of a plan other than to do as much maiming and murdering of this creature as possible. With the temporary advantage of not having been seen yet, he lined up the perfect angle and sent the Hale-Bopp Comet shooting out from the palms of the suit, slicing through the arm of Peter’s assailant. A roar of pain echoed down the avenue, parts of the pavement below the monstrosity turning almost black with blood that fell with the intensity of a waterfall.

Shielding Peter’s fall, he deposited the young hero behind him on the footpath out of immediate harm’s way. Tony gritted his teeth, veins burning with a ruthless fire that was begging to be released. It was a good thing his target was right in front of him.

And then Earth’s trespasser spoke, voice deep and coarse with a texture like gravel that was deeply unpleasant to listen to and made Tony’s skin crawl. “And who the hell are you?”

Tony began to close the distance between them, each step deliberate with one goal in mind; shoot to kill. Rolling his shoulders back, he looked the alien combatant straight in the eyes and prepared to engage.

“Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist, Father. And nobody hurts my kid.”

A/N: IronDad to the rescue once again :) As for why Tony hasn't been in contact with Peter, I'm thinking it's likely that he wanted to give Peter the space to be the Friendly Neighbourhood Spiderman he wanted to be. That, and becoming an Avenger and being closer to Tony would likely mean more exposure to risky situations and potentially near-death experiences, and Tony wants anything but that for his SpiderSon

#webpril day 9 #webpril 2021 #irondad fanfiction #webpril #mcu #marvel #mcu fanfiction #peter parker fanfiction #tony stark fanfiction #peter parker whump #protective tony stark #bamf tony stark #h/c fanfiction #emotional h/c #h/c #writing prompt #writing challenge #my fic #ask me anything

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xildove · 3 years

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The new Island Tour creator is pretty fun. 😃 Here are some posters for Xildove, along with my updated Dream Address! 💭

Serene B-Side is probably my favorite tagline out of everything, as it really fits my vibe. 😅

I'm a pretty lax player, meaning I've been a resident rep since launch, but I'm playing at my own chill pace and haven't even completely terraformed my island.

I doubt you'll be blown away by much if you visit and that's okay, but I bet you'll see something and go "hey I could do that" or "rad we have similar tastes." I'm proud of what I've put together and I think that's what matters. 😄

Let me know if you visit! 🥰

#xildove #acnh #animal crossing #animal crossing new horizons #acnh switch #acnh island #nintendo acnh #acnh blog #acnh inspiration #acnh design #acnh garden #acnh pumpkins

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alvalon-island · 4 years

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April 2, 2020

Day 15 in Alvalon

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Islander name: Kotey

Native fruit: Apple

Current villagers: Deirdre, Antonio, Kiki, Papi, Truffles, Marshall, Twiggy, Greta, and Beau

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Today was a day of accomplishment, my friends. I finally got my island up to 3 stars, which means K.K. will be visiting tomorrow AND I will finally get to try terraforming! I cannot out into words how excited I am. So far, I only have some basic ideas to spiffy up my island, but I'm excited to experiment and decide what works for me! Most of today was has been spent traveling from island o island, making bells and looking for the last villager to move into my town. But some other exciting stuff has happened too!

I started today off by stopping by my new neighbor's, Beau! I ran into him on an island and invited him a couple days ago. As usual, hes spending his first day unboxing and cleaning his new house. But he should be out and about tomorrow and Im very excited!

After leaving Beau's house, I noticed a new face wandering behind his house. I ran over to investigate and met CJ for the first time! He had me catch him 3 squid-sized fish and then bought them from me for a high price. I spent quite a bit of my day, when I wasnt island hopping, fishing and selling them to him. He also said I could give him 3 of the same fish to have his partner ( Flick ) make me a sculpture of them, which I plan on doing, but I still need 2 more Koi and I dont know when he leaves so we'll see how it goes.

Our first staircase was also finished today! I'm really liking how the area around it is coming along. I'm not sure if it'll be permanent since I'm not entirely sure what I wanna do with the terraforming tools, but as of right now I think it looks very nice. I'm hopping I keep that area, but we'll just have to see.

That's about it for today. I'm really happy and proud of how it went, and I'm VERY excited for tomorrow. I can hardly wait!

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Me discovering iF YOU STOOD ON THE CIRCLE IT DID THIS I DIDNT KNOW YOU COULD DO THAT AND IM PROBABLY WAY MORE EXCITED ABOUT IT THAN I SHOULD BE

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Marshall being fuckin BABY

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CJ stealing my heart

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alvalon-island · 4 years

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April 3, 2020

Day 16 in Alvalon

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Islander name: Kotey

Native fruit: Apple

Current villagers: Deirdre, Antonio, Kiki, Papi, Truffles, Marshall, Twiggy, Greta, Beau, and Bob

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Today was really fun and exciting! We started the day off with the K.K. Slider concert on the plaza, which was honestly extremely satisfying to watch. It made me feel very accomplished and proud of how far I've come so far with my island! It was really nice watching all of my villagers gather around to listen and enjoy the performance and im so happy to have put this time and effort into my town.

Once the performance was over, Tom Nook stopped by to talk to me about landscaping and terraforming! He sent me the app for island designing, which started out just having the basic path laying tools. In order to mess with cliffs and water or get other types of paths, I have to buy them with nook miles. So after greeting my new villager, Bob, I spent my morning grinding for 6,000 nook miles to buy the cliff tools, to start off with. Once that was done, I messed around with some cliffs and pathways and set out some stuff like fountains, fences, benches, ect. And set up a spot for a staircase. I couldnt do all of the cliff terraforming i had planned because im still in the process of moving houses around, but once thats done I'll be free to mess with the cliffs as much as I want. I may take a break from fixing the housing plots once Marshal and Bob are where I want them to be just so I can finish messing with the cliffs.

For now, all I'm probably gonna mess with are the cliffs and paths. But tomorrow I'll spend more of the morning grinding for Nook Miles so I can buy the water designing permit and some DIY recipes and furniture to out around my island. The next few days are gonna be a lot of fun designing my island just the way I want it and im very excited!

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The village gathered around for K.K.'s concert

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!!! Bob !!!

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Kiki putting on a performance of her own!

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