#engrane

[groriatrevi10xx]

...Queen Engrane...

{Queen of the Real World}

...King Catasto...

...White King...

{King of the Story World}

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G: Este Au es algo viejo y olvidado por mi... Literalmente fue creado para Wattpad, lo revivo ahora recordándolo... Espero lanzarlo algún día.../This Au is something old and forgotten by me... It was literally created for Wattpad, I relive it now remembering it... I hope to release it one day...

#groriatrevi10 #mio #Un Cuento Sin Guion #Reina #Engrane #Reina Engrane #Reina del Mundo Real #Rey #Catasto #Rey del Mundo Cuento #Matrimonio

[fammidea]

Gear Generator (for Rhino 3D)

Fuente: https://onedrive.live.com/?authkey=%21AJ5sHrIcv95TEI8&id=257BDC546F0A0DF0%211334&cid=257BDC546F0A0DF0&parId=root&parQt=sharedby&o=OneUp

#rhino3d #Gear #engrane #Zahnrad #engranaje #Youtube

[tartarkas]

Inktober Day 30 - Día 30 - Inktober 2022 Prompt 30 - Gear - Engrane - #Inktober2022Gear #Inktober #InkTober2022 #Inktober2022Gear #Gear #Engrane #Draw #Dibujo #Ink #Tinta #Inktoberchallenge #MyStaedtler @staedtler #Inktober2022Day30 #IlnkTober2022Dia30 #wonderLandinktober2022 #Engranaje #Machine (at Col. El Sifón, Iztapalapa.) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClZW4QXOlkr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#inktober2022gear #inktober #inktober2022 #gear #engrane #draw #dibujo #ink #tinta #inktoberchallenge #mystaedtler #inktober2022day30 #ilnktober2022dia30 #wonderlandinktober2022 #engranaje #machine

[renlyslittlerose]

My father, talking about how humans were made to mate and procreate, and how our reproductive organs are incredibly important, right in front of me, his daughter, who is about to get a hysterectomy because her reproductive organs are trying to kill her

#its not that I ever wanted children or tied my womanhood to my uterus because i dont think these things are of any intrinsic value #me having a uterus or not having one doesnt make me any less of a woman #just like a trans woman not having a uterus doesnt make her less of a woman #but society sure does like to remind me of the fact that i will only be seen as worthwhile because of my potential to reproduce #and my dad didnt even do it on purpose #he fully supports my surgery and has said he will be my caregiver during my recovery #but its so deeply engraned in our society that he didnt even stop and think #ugh anyways i have been having lots of thoughts about this stuff since I got the official date

[pocketramblr]

And 13 for the Richard Siken? 😳👉👈

13- i said kiss me here and here and here and you did.

(rating: implied spice, morning after)

Dark marks spotted En's neck and chest and shoulders. He looked down at them, amusement pulling at his lips. He never really managed to play at pouting- when En was mad, he sulked, or gave him the silent treatment, but Sorahiko did the same.

"Don't complain about getting what you asked for." Sorahiko said as he leaned back down on the pillows and sheets.

"Wouldn't dream of it." En huffed, then looked down at Sorahiko's own skin. "Especially not when I think I got you just as good."

He had.

Sorahiko rolled his eyes. "You got me worse- your jacket hides everything, mine does not."

"Oh no, guess you'll have to use your scarf instead and head out in costume."

The costume Sorahiko had only gotten as a requirement of his license. Usually, he just went out in his own clothes and if he needed - or, just wanted - to use his quirk then his license was in his jacket pocket, no fuss. Or, no fuss for him anyway.

Sorahiko groaned again. En snorted and stretched his arms over his head, rolling his neck.

"I'd say you're trying to reform me, but you really are worse." En had three licenses hidden in his own coat at any given time- all of them fake.

Sorahiko's eyes trailed from the hickeys on En's shoulders up his arm. The bandages had been loosened in the night, but neither of them had bothered to unwrap them fully when they were taking off the rest of the fabric between them.

Even covered, Sorahiko knew those parts of En's arms were covered in dark splotches too- trigger stripes that stained his skin even after they stopped smoking. He'd heard the same would happen to a user's tongue if taken orally, but En never did. He never tasted like the overly chemical sour drug.

No, just like smoke- popcorn just a little burnt, the sear on a grilled treat left forgotten only for a few seconds.

Ironic, considering he was the best cook Sorahiko knew, not that he or Nana or her beau had ever made it a difficult competition. Oh, that gave him an idea.

"I'll wear my costume if you make breakfast."

En's eyes gleamed as he smiled. "Deal. I was already planning on it."

"Oh well then nevermind."

"Too late." En stretched once more, then left the bed. He put on Sorahiko's shirt, then after a moment's thought, his jacket. Sorahiko just kept watching.

"Guess I'll borrow yours."

"Your shoulders won't fit. Do not tear my jacket trying or I'll never cook for you again."

Sorahiko just looked at him.

En huffed, an action that anywhere else would have been accompanied with an annoyed bit of smog, but not inside with Sorahiko. He was more careful than he looked.

Much more careful, because he threw his own jacket over his arm before he left the room for the kitchen, leaving Sorahiko without an avenue for revenge.

Well... not completely without an avenue. Sorahiko checked the clock. He still had two hours before he'd really have to leave. He could think of something in that time. Once his breakfast was no longer at risk.

#engran #shih shoulda had it #ask game #pocket talks to people #still dying over that adorable en plushie #anyway OTL i have fifteen more papers to grade! then i'm done!

[kate-bishops-waifu]

Dream Violet

A/N: Hi and welcome to the shortest fic I will ever publish. It is currently near 2am and I'm thinking about maid au. Roughly mid to late 30s setting.

With all the gentleness and care of a mouse slipping past a cat the little maid placed her employer's lunch tray upon the coffee table. It was a very fine table, and an even finer tray but you might not know that by the way their owner placed her booted foot upon the tables surface. Really they ressembled more closely those of a laborers footwear, something you might never expect to adorn the feet of a young lady. Certainly not of a young lady who lived in upper Manhattan, with all the fortune and wealth one could dream up.

She lay quite lazily, her head resting upon her hand, pressed comfortably against the plush pillows, one foot tucked up and the other outstretched. The lady wore not a fine dress, no pearls or necklaces, not even an earring, but a dark suit. That of a man's. Most knew her simply as Kate.

Kate struck quite the intriguing figure, and the maid was momentarily entranced. It was difficult not to be. She picked up the coat, which had been discarded without care and went to hang it up, but was startled by Kate's waking.

“Ms. Potts?” She inquired in the form of a yawn.

“Pardon me Ms?” The maid replied.

Kate sat up straighter, turning in her chair to examine the creature who was not in fact her old cook. She wore a face of confusion for a moment before her eyes widened in remembrance. “Sorry, I don't think we've met before?”

“It's Ms-” the maid began to respond, but Kate held up a hand.

“You're first name, please. Mom makes this place too formal.”

“Ophelia then, Ms.”

Kate pouted at this, scrunching her nose in distaste. She sat up a little more and began rolling up her shirtsleeves.

“This is your first day?”

“Yes Ms.” Ophelia attempted a smile.

Kate stood, and started to roll her shirtsleeves down again. She was not petite or particularly ladilike in any way, though her hair was long and in style.

“Please call me Kate. Everyone does.” She stretched a hand out in offering.

#my big brain really connected Kate Bishop with Kate Hepburn #big massive genuis connection there #but also my Kate in that suit with that haircut- #also SUPER subtle name I know #I have this deeply engraned image in my head of Kate in a 30s suit lounging on all this fancy furnature like a d*ke #katelia #f/o #fictional other #selfship #f/o x self insert #f/o community

[gaylittlewizardcat]

Sadly there’s a limit of 10 options otherwise there would be way more, so if your favorite Misto isn’t here sorry :(

#I am not biased at all. i like all cats characters equally. i have zero favoritism #cats the musical #mistoffelees #jellicle polls #I am fully aware a lot of people won’t recognize quite a few of these but this is my post with my rules #<3 #so for marvin engran. I know basically nothing about his Misto and I’ve seen a total of one (1) picture of it but the makeup is so good #jonathan mercer is also in that same category of ‘WHY ARENT THERE MORE PICTURES’ but I’ve already made a whole post about him #timothy scott #I’m not tagging them all <3 #which misto makeup design am I going to be Not Normal about today?

[deertism]

casey lore drop time

this may surprise you but i took mandarin for a year in jr high & just like when i took spanish the year before , i really didnt pick up much because i had been learning norwegian at the same time. but 01 phrase stuck with me from when we were doing a unit on chinese culture & more specifically social issues in todays world. my mandarin tearcher used the phrase 直男癌 ( zhí nán ái ) ,,, & i was like " haha i only know 01 of those syllables ,, whats that mean ? " ...

" straight man cancer " ...

#💊 ━━ 「Ⅰ」. casey #🫀 ━━ 「Ⅱ」. patient records #the phrase was so funny it got engraned in my brain & thats all i have to take from a year of mandarin lessons #alternatively i grew up in an area that pretty bilingual #mostly english and spannish ( moreso “ spanglish ” ) so i can understand spanish a little #too busy leaning a language no one around here speaks to learn the other languages that people around me speak ...

[chisatowo]

I find it funny when ppl after listening to me talk abt my stories a bit are like "I wish I could just download this story directly into my brain" like thank you so much bestie trust me when I say if I could I would and it kills me that I can't dhkdydkhsjd

#rat rambles #or when theyre like I wanna read that like me too bestie think abt how I live every day wanting to read a thing that only I can write /j #it feels so amazing actually being like. encouraged to talk abt the things I love. it still feel so strange every time #also makes me painfullu aware of how deeply engraned my instinct to appologise for nothing every five seconds is rbndhdkdy #I need to work on that for real Ive gotten better at it text wise but verbally oof. nope. #one of my dnd party members said theyd listen to a podcast of just me infodumpimg and thats the biggest compliment Ive ever gotten I think #I should do it maybe then Id actually have a decent resource for my stories outside of my head /j

[maygrcnt]

I think the only way that 911 could continue if the current main cast left, is to build a really strong like secondary main cast - like May, Ravi, maybe Albert/Harry/Denny/etc, probably bring some others in there - who have regular c or occasionally b plot threads. That way there is also a way to organically bring back the current main cast in this hypothetical future where their actors leave, even if just for one off episodes. If you get what I mean.

All this to say BRING BACK MAY AND MAKE RAVI A MAIN CHARACTER DAMN IT

no this is what IM SAYING. i seriously need this show to invest a little bit in their secondary cast more often because it would be so good for longevity. if you look at greys thats how theyve stayed afloat for TWO DECADES. they bring in a new intern class every once in a while and then as the older characters drop off some of those new people get to take a spot in the main cast, its lowkey ingenius. 911 you could easily do this by engraning ravi as a secondary firefighter and like... make may a trauma nurse (im BEGGING for a character who works in the ER in this show).

#911 abc

[groriatrevi10xx]

🌹...Red Dash...🌹

#groriatrevi10 #mio #Oc #Au #Un Cuento Sin Guion #...Red Dash... #Mundo Cuento #Mundo Real #Reina Engrane #Engrane #Reina del Mundo Cuento #Reina del Mundo Real #Rey Catasto #Catasto #Rey Blanco #Rey del Mundo Cuento #Muerto o tal vez no #Esposos #Reina #Rey

[shih-coulda-had-it]

engran + 40. “Have I ever lied to you?”

40. “Have I ever lied to you?”

a/n: this could’ve been tragic and deeply foreshadowing, but we need some lightness, and if that comes from En having a debilitating crush, then so be it!

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“And what are you two planning,” drawled Gran Torino, coming to a stop beside Banjo, who only rolled his eyes at being loomed over. En felt personally victimized by Torino’s sudden appearance, which was perpetually windswept and cheerfully bright—a stark contrast to Lariat’s black leathers and Smokestack’s somber reds. It was a testament to En’s will that he didn’t flood the cramped briefing room with Smokescreen.

“Arson,” said Banjo casually.

“Har-har,” Torino shot back, and tipped his head at En. “Gonna spill the beans, Smokestack?”

“There’s nothing to spill,” he said, because Banjo had just given him a pointed look, like, If we don’t get the jump on All for One’s goon before he gets ‘disappeared’, I will personally tell Torino that you have a desk drawer full of his thank-you notes from previous cases.

“Really.”

“Have I ever lied to you?” asked En, holding on desperately to an acrid wisp of smoke drying out his throat.

“I have a weird memory of you saying that you were going to apply to Sky High for the sidekick position,” Gran Torino mused, and a pathetic puff escaped past En’s clenched jaw.

#bnha #sixthtorino #sixth ofa user #gran torino #torino sorahiko #lariat #banjo daigoro #shih.txt #pocketramblr #tayutai en

[iamartender]

Metal Líquido

Trasnochar en castigo mientras me balanceo en una hamaca. El discurso del enfurecimiento de la noche anterior es la razón. Mi sangre: el metal, mis manos: los engranes, mi lengua: el arma, las palabras: las balas, las lágrimas: la pena… Me transfiguré en lapsos polirítmicos, en los que las varias caras de mi ser explotaban y nacían.

Como el mercurio, me hice de átomos más sólidos, la maquinaria se hizo sangre, la noche, día, me hice sombra. Mientras el aire asotaba los mangos en el patio de mi abuela, me planté en la tierra de mi infancia, me hice árbol, testigo de los años desquiciados que no paran.

Ahora con la ternura con la que me creciste Con el miedo que te invade, Con tu deseo por la muerte, que ahora es mío.

Me toca levantarte

Caminar contigo.

Ser testigo del tiempo.

#poem #poetry #poema #poesia #art #feelings #artist #escritos #prosa #soul #my art

[jesurum-says-hi]

Gears... hace mucho que no lo dibujaba.

Aún sigo sintiendo que es una maravilla de diseño el que tenga unos engranes como hombreras. Es lo que más ha estado presente durante todo este tiempo.

#oc

[pocketramblr]

If you’re still taking asks for the 5 hcs of an AU… TWO!!!! SixthTorino AU where One for All amplified En’s Quirk to the point where it’s like a proto-Somnambulist (Midnight’s), and even though this is a godsend for En “I have the strength of a wet kitten”, Sorahiko keeps passing out on him in the aftermath of fights. Even the Big Fight with AfO!

Oooooh

1- En is a very dramatic fog machine, capable of producing a block's worth of dense smoke. When it starts to fade, it reveals most people inside blearily on the ground, if not still asleep.

2- Some people are able to fight it off better, due to practice or their quirks. Nana does alright in small doses, able to hold her breath until she can fly above the smoke and get another bit of fresh air. She calls this "basically just reverse swimming." Sorahiko hates swimming. He's also weaker to it than most people. En feels bad, or would, if Sorahiko weren't a gremlin who deserved to have a few things to tease him about at least. (Other than his taste in men, which En isn't allowed to make fun of anymore since he's in that category.)

3- AfO didn't exactly expect to need a smoke breathing quirk or tech, and his normal counters of like, gills don't work either. He can force himself to stay completely awake and aware by focusing his healing quirks on that, but that leaves him open to other blows. The Big Fight against him is still hard, but En survives, as does Nana. And Sorahiko, though they initially panic about not finding him after the smoke dissipates- he doesn't fly over to meet them, or snark at them, or hug them... He isn't with the other heroes that arrive once it's safe. He doesn't answer his phone.

Trying not to panic, En and Nana split up to look for him.

4- Since he really can't handle being in the smoke much, Sorahiko's job is usually to do evacuations outside the area, while others like Nana move sleeping people inside as needed. His job is to keep people from also going into the smoke. Clearly, he failed, because after fifteen minutes En finds him curled up in the middle of the zone, still asleep. Most people around him are awake by now, if groggy, but he's still out. All those extra air ways in his body means it takes longer to flush out.

En is not very strong. Nana and Sorahiko could each easily scoop him up in their arms, but he could not. OfA didn't do much to boost his strength at all since it focused on his quirk, and Sorahiko has a lot more heavy muscle on him than En. En can, however, manage to carry Sorahiko on his back, barely keeping his big yellow boots from dragging on the ground.

5- En basically collapses in the apartment as soon as he gets home, uncaring that he dropped Sorahiko on him because he's tired too! That wasn't an easy fight and hauling the other all the way home was even worse. A few minutes later, Sorahiko begins to stir, shaking En. "Now I'm the one to wake you up instead?" He grumbles.

"You were the one asleep. I carried you all the way here." En replies, pushing himself up now that there is no weight on his back.

"Hm. Didn't see it, don't remember that." Sorahiko dismisses. He's about to make another joke when En stops him by wrapping his arms around his neck and kissing him.

Hey, he won that Big Fight, he deserves it.

Eventually though, right when Sorahiko is getting really into it, a wandering hand finding En's jacket button, En pulls away.

"Wait. Were you just pretending to sleep at the end there? I had to go up stairs, man!"

#i will leave it ambiguous as to if Sorahiko was trolling him and faking sleep a little #or if he really did get so knocked out by the smoke he was asleep but En knows him to assume he'd fake sleep anyway #i think both options are funny for different reasons so #idk I'll leave it up to shih #shih shoulda had it #pocket talks to people #ask game #engran #sixthtorino

[ludamume]

Te extraño, es lo que quiero gritar.

Aunque lo nuestro se terminó y se que te supere, hoy te extraño y no por que quiera verte sino por como encajaban nuestras ideas sonrisas anhelos, como dos piezas de engranes que cuadran y funcionan a la par, nadie a conectado conmigo como tú y eso es lo que extraño.

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