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magica-ren · 6 months

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Do AI Dream? [1]

Synopsis; You figure out the truth of your world, of yourself, of everything and everyone.

Warnings; Existential crisis, and some overworking!

Word Count; 778

A game.

That’s all this is.

A game.

A stupid fucking game that people use for entertainment.

You’re not real, you never were. And you have to accept that truth.

The sky is truly fake, just as told; It all makes sense now, why the days felt so monotonous, why almost no one ever moved from their spots. Why those you’ve defeated would seemingly come back to life after only a few moments of defeat- Magically appearing out of thin air.

As you walk through the streets with a blank expression you take a look at your ‘life’ and realize there’s truly nothing left for you. If there was anything for you to begin with.

You seem to be the only ‘person’ aware of the truth. All attempts to get others to wake up are met with blank stares, they don’t react- No one reacts.

You’ve tried consulting your closest friends and allies, however, you’re met with the same blank stares.

You wish you never became self-aware. How did it even come to this? …Stars.

The night the stars were sent down, was the day you became like this.

What do they have to do with that?

No… There has to be something or someone else behind it. This whole experience is still fresh and new to you after all.

So thus, you went through some digging to find the truth.

A few days go by without progress, much to your dismay; You’ve looked through all the information you could get your hands on, went to every person you could see & find- Even if you were met with nothingness. There’s not one bit of information that looked useful.

You’ve lost almost all hope.

Almost.

Some strange menu quickly pops up one day as you fight- Time seems to stop completely, and everything has frozen.

What this incredibly strange phenomenon is, you don’t know, you’d like to do more research on it however!

You look at the menu for as long as you can, analyzing each and every single icon, symbol, colors & etc. You wonder whatever they may be for.

Ah, why didn’t you think of looking into language sooner? Of course whatever this language is must be important to what you’re trying to look for!

But it doesn’t match up to any language you know… You can’t really understand what the symbols mean since it’s in an unknown text… You make a mental note of yourself to begin to research and find as much information as possible on that language and translate it as soon as you can.

Those boxed icons however, you can understand, at least, to some form of degree- Magnifying glass, a few sheets of paper, cards, a bag, someone's side profile & etc… You try to make out the meanings of the icons as best as you can, coming up with what you hope to be accurate conclusions for now.

Your analysis comes to a halt, as the menu disappears as quickly as it appears. You ingrain as much of the image as you can inside your mind.

And then you’re forced to fight again… Ugh, why do you even do this stuff? You’re not one to fight… Or maybe you are, I haven’t read your wiki or delved into your background much.

You lay restless on a bench somewhere, you’ve finally stopped fighting and finished all tasks after awhile- And you’re beat.

As much as you need to rest the reminder that you need to study and research whatever the hell that menu thing was and the truth of your world becomes far, far more important in your mind.

Your mind lingers back to the icons again, what could those mean? You take out a notebook you’ve recently begun to keep close to jot down any sudden ideas on these strange phenomenons.

It seems that the thing controlling yours has similar concepts and ideas considering the familiar objects you saw.

You begin to think of the magnifying glass, it might symbolize trying to find something… Perhaps quests of some sort? The paper could be research- But that would go hand in hand with the magnifying glass, would it not? And so on and so forth you theorize on the symbols' meanings.

Several hours pass, you seem relatively okay with all you’ve put out. You finally, finally get off from the bench and head back to wherever you’re staying.

What a day… You lay down, the exhaustion from fighting and using all of your fictional brain cells to hypothesize on the outside force quickly catching up, and you fall asleep.

Ah, sweet little you, so dear and precious… Don’t worry, you’ll get your answers soon.

Notes; Inspired & based off of this; One sided love, Darling’s Canon Romance, Childe’s Self-Inserts, Old man Pierro, Special Skins, Reverse Isekai, Vaporon Copypasta, Antagonist Darling, Cardboard Cutouts, Self Awareness, Disgust, & Streamer Diluc & Ei, Streamer Scaramouche & Fischl, Streamer Xiao, Ganyu & Zhongli, Streamer Aether, Albedo, Childe, Scaramouche & Xiao’s Traveler gets kicked, Android Darling Chiori Cosplays

There’s only ever drabbles and imagines of this stuff and I only found ONE fic of this so I decided fuck it and make this teehee.

Reader isn’t stupid, their a bit blunt too. So sorry if you aren’t really like that!

Characters may be OOC, but I’ll do as much research as I can to understand their character better when writing them.

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emeritusemeritus · 13 days

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Hear me out! Possessive sex + Overstimulation + Brat Taming + Breeding. Both of the Weasley Twins please. 🤭

I just always have this thought of just teasing the shit out of them when they’re work and fleeing afterwards. It’s almost as if we took their job of teasing us, and I could just imagine how pent up and frustrated they can be when they can’t do anything since there’s kids and adults around. The joke shop is suppose to be an appropriate place especially when it’s meant mainly for kids..Perhaps, add a part where we purposefully flirt with one of our old classmates. You can choose who! If you don’t like this idea, I completely understand! Feel free to add some kinks if you like or story elements. 🫶

Hi Anon! I’m so sorry it has taken so long to get this out, writing has had to be on the back-burner for now but I’m slowly getting back! Sorry for the lack of smut, it’s more of the setup as I’m abit smutted out 🖤

Warnings: Sexual tension, brat behaviour, Dom!sub relationships, polyamory, teasing, sexual references, mild swearing. Flirting, mentions of pregnancy, pregnancy kink, breeding kink.

Word count: 2.5k

Wonder Witch

You knew what you were getting into the second you opened up your wardrobe and changed into the outfit you'd carefully prepared for today. Your husbands had already long since departed the flat to set up the shop for the day, leaving you just a little later to sleep in, which you were thankful for.

Today was the big launch of new wonder witch products that the twins had been tirelessly working on, perfecting the range ready for the big launch today. You'd helped with ordering violently pink balloons to decorate every orifice of the shop, had banners printed and had even managed to convince Madame Puddifoot's to make some limited edition iced biscuits for the celebration, all in the same sickening shade of pink.

The icing on the cake was the costume that you'd picked out ready to hand out and display the new items, recreating the wonder witch icon on the packaging.

The dress in itself wasn't too risky, an array of pink and gold overlapping fabric that fell just above your knee, with a pointed witches hat in a smilies style. But it also had exposed shoulders with dropped sleeves and a corseted middle which hoisted in your waist to create a rather dramatic shape, highlighting your hips in a way that you knew would drive your husbands crazy. You carefully curled your hair and applied a healthy dose of mascara to really make your eyes pop before applying an equally vibrant lipsticks that you'd found matched the colour of wonder witch perfectly. You added a little highlighter around your cheeks to give you a little bit more of a playful look and slipped on your shoes to really help bring the look together.

When you looked in the mirror, you were more than pleased with yourself. You looked hot.

Checking the clock, you saw that it was 8:53am, just in time for the store to open. You could hear the twins flapping, mainly George, the moment you opened the door towards the staircase. They were bustling ready for the big opening and the unsurprising lack of Verity meant that she was probably going to be late again.

"Angel can you put these products on the... shit." George says the second you walk down the stairs, noticing the outfit almost immediately.

"What's up with you?" Fred asks, walking over to George under the staircase until he comes into full view, noticing that his twin seems to be frozen on the spot. He turns, looking towards the direction George seems frozen at and you watch as his eyes widen also comically wide. "Holy Godric."

"Morning," you say cheerfully, leaning up to press a kiss to George's cheek before doing the same to Fred as they look at you in complete shock, mouths slightly parted. "Where do you want me?"

"Um," George says, clearing his throat though his eyes hardly move from the curve of your breasts, a prominent feature of your dress. You fight the urge to laugh, wanting to keep up your little innocent play, pretending that you had no idea why they were looking at you like that.

"You want these on the shelf?" You ask, batting your eyelashes at them, watching as Fred's tongue pokes out to wet his lips.

The little clock on the wall chimes, signalling the store opening, just as you bend down to grab the box of products and you look up with pouting lips, watching as the twins hardly react to the chimes.

"You gonna unlock the doors big boy?" You ask Fred with a singular raised eyebrows, noticing how he doesn't even attempt to pull out his wand. A frantic knock on the doors pulls him out of his thoughts and you all turn to see Verity knocking to be let it, surrounded by a large crowd of customers ready to shop the new products. You flash a little wink at George as Fred unlocks the doors with a flick of his wand, the fireworks and the tricks beginning all in perfect synchronisation. When you look back up after picking up the box of products and see your two men still staring at you, completely unaware of the swarm of customers bursting through the doors, you knew today was going to be fun.

The store was packed right from opening, a never-ending swarm of people crossing through the doors until the shop was almost too full of people, all wanting to get their hands on the new merchandise. It was an overwhelming success, the new line of wonder witch products and cosmetics and you were thankful, fortunate and insanely proud of your husbands for pulling off the ideas you'd created together. You should have been tired, drained from the day as it neared closing time but truthfully you were on an adrenaline high, on cloud nine from teasing your husbands all day and seeing their increasing desperation.

All day you'd made sure to be a little bit of a brat, an utter tease whilst trying to portray yourself as an innocent Angel- something you knew for a fact that they didn't believe in the slightest.

George was easier to rile up, always quicker to respond to your more subtle teasing. You'd brushed past him a number of times today, the packed shop only aiding your need to slowly brush your ass against the front of his trousers as you squeezed past him or to pass something up to Verity on the stairs, ensuring that he got a face full of cleavage as you stretched up. You'd caught him staring at you more times today than you could count on all your extremities, especially when you climbed the stairs above him, ensuring that he knew your bare thighs were right above him.

Fred didn't always respond to subtlety, so you knew your efforts had to be boosted when it came to him. You'd purposely licked and sucked at one of the dark mark lollipops in the most outrageous way whenever he was paying attention and you'd even heard him choke on his own spit when he noticed.

You knew you had him when you were explaining to a group of seventh year girls about the patented daydream charms and how how they worked, passing out the colourful boxes items around the group as they accepted them with eager and curious eyes.

"Up to thirty minutes of pure, blissful imagination; let me tell you it will create a very realistic daydream of your choice so you know that boy you're crushing on? You're going to have the best thirty minutes of your life."

You're met with a round of playful giggles as you smile at them, knowing you were in for a good sale.

"Have you used it?" One of the girls asks and you nod eagerly with a smirk, knowing that Fred was just behind you from the way you could feel his presence, hearing him talk only moments before.

"Not since I married him," you say with a smirk as you receive another round of girlish giggles. "Between us, those thirty minutes with Fred were some of my most imaginative creations, believe me these little things are special," you say, twisting the box in your hands. "Just don't tell George." You watch as the girls' eyes light up and they quickly shove them in their baskets. You turn then, catching Fred's eye as he pretends not to have been listening and you act as if you're bashful about what he might have heard, placing a strand of hair nervously behind your ear as you walk away, making sure to sway your hips ever so slightly, knowing he'd be watching.

By lunchtime, you'd effortlessly riled them up to a point that it was so painfully obvious what they were trying to hide that you found yourself biting back a smirk for most of the day. They were so easily and deeply affected that it was rather fun to watch, but none more so than when Dean Thomas came into the shop just after the dinner time rush. You'd taken a quick break and had reapplied your lipstick, carefully checking you appearance before you walked down the stairs back to work. Dean had been talking to both of your lives near the stairs when he spotted you, eyes briefly widening as he took in your appearance. Unfortunately for him, Fred had been mid sentence and had definitely noticed Dean checking you out, making his go silent and cause a thunderous look to cross his face.

"Y/n, hi! It's good to see you!" Dean smiles as you approach them all, careful to avoid looking at the faces of your husbands who had now both caught on to Dean's over-pleasant demeanour.

"Dean, good to see you too!"

"You look good! Who knew that y/n (*maiden name) would become wonder witch!" His hands gesture towards your outfit and then to the display of new products to the side with your likeness on.

"It's Weasley," both twins said a little too quickly, in perfect synchronisation, making you have to bite the inside of your cheek to stop a laugh spilling out at their obvious jealously.

"Of course," Dean says somewhat absently, not picking up on the sudden hostility aimed at him by the shop-owners. "So what have you been up to? Do you see the others much?"

"Didn't ask us this many questions," you hear George mumble under his breath to Fred, who has crossed his arms across his chest and is hardly blinking, watching Dean closely.

"The usual," you smile, shooting a fleeting glance at your two husbands who's red faces seem to match their hair. "Keeping these two in line, keeping the shop afloat," you joke.

"So no little Weasley's running about yet?"

You could almost sense the little eye twitch George did at the words and you were certain that Fred seemed to stand even straighter, making himself even taller to tower over Dean.

"Hopefully soon," you say, biting your lip and George's eyes flicker to you with a fire in them, your words affecting him more easily than you'd anticipated. Fred seemed to incidentally lose his footing and was knocked off balance for a second, breaking the rather playful mood that had settled between you and Dean.

After Dean had left with a few things he'd come for, you finally accepted your fate and let the veil slip enough to drop the innocent act you'd been playing all day. Fred had cornered you beside the till, a stolen moment of peace as you reached high up to re-stock the daydreams, flashing him with a glimpse of your stocking.

"Really Freddie?" You pretended to admonish as you felt his rather prominent evidence of arousal against your hip as he started to get grabby with you, nearing the end of his restraint. "This is a respected establishment Mr Weasley, there are children about!"

You shuffled past him with a little tut, hiding your smirk behind your hair, leaving him stranded with mouth agape at your sudden boldness. George wasn't faring much better, his eyes still fixed on the curve of your breasts whenever he caught a glimpse, silently watching you rile him up further and further as your act slipped away.

With one last attempt at completely flipping the switch inside of them, throwing them over the metaphorical cliff, you doubled down your efforts. It was nearly closing time and you walked slyly over to the cash register whilst George was cashing up for the night and began stretching, pointing out your chest and making some very questionable noises. You adjusted the little cold shoulder straps on your dress and readjusted your breasts in the dress, sensing your attentive audience of George who was close by and Fred who had stopped what he was doing to watch you from across the shop. You suddenly turned and walked behind George, placing your hand on his hip as you squeezed past to reach for a carrier bag, carefully dragging your hand over his lower back as you leaned down. When you began to turn and walk away, you felt a large hand shoot out and grab your wrist.

“Angel.”

His tone was clear and clipped, telling you everything you needed to do.

“I know exactly what you’re doing,” he says, moving to stand behind you in the near empty shop, an obvious erection pressing into your behind. “Keep going little brat, you’re only fuelling the fire.”

When he lets you go and turns back to his task with no other reaction, you knew it was time to slip away. You rushed up the stairs, carefully avoiding both of them, ready for the next step of the plan. You’d prepped dinner on your lunch break, wanting to get ahead for the night and flicked the oven on with a flick of your wand as soon as you made it upstairs. You kicked off your shoes, pulled off your panties and waited, busying yourself to ward off the desperate arousal you were feeling, anticipating a good but long night ahead.

As soon as you heard the familiar, incoming footsteps on the landing, you bent over in your skirt to slip the pie into the oven, giving them quite a show when they walked in.

“Fucking Godric,” you heard Fred exclaim when he stepped through the door, followed by a similar curse only moments later by his twin as they see your pussy on full display for them, peeking out from below the short skirt as you bend over.

“Princess,” he says, beginning to stalk over to you as you pulled yourself up, closing the oven. You looked at them innocently, big doe-eyes and fluttering lashes as you watched them darkly approach you.

“You were naughty today,” George says, his hand reaching out to cup the back of your neck as he pulls you into a devastatingly sinful kiss that immediately makes your nipples harden under the dress. You gasp into his mouth when you suddenly feel a hand creeping up your inner thigh, underneath your dress.

“Remember what you said to Dean, princess?” Fred asks, voice dangerously low, prompting you to nod whilst trying to catch your breath. You knew exactly what you’d said, what you’d hoped for.

“Reckon we should start now?” He asks, his hand ghosting over the curve of your ass, feeling the bare flesh underneath his fingers. “Want you knocked up right fucking now.”

“Agreed,” George adds, somehow looking and sounding ever darker and more determined than Fred. George suddenly reaches out and turns off the oven with a harsh flick of his wrist, smirking when you look up at him in confusion at him turning off the oven.

“We’re not gonna be done with you that soon,” he says with a devilish smirk. “Gonna cum in you over and over, taking turns filling you. There’s gonna be so much cum in you that you won’t know where you start and we end, get you all round from us. Now.”

“Get on the bed.”

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oneforthemunny · 10 months

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Can we have something for older!dilf!eddie where bunny is finally bonding with bri and they’re really getting along, watching a movie together at home, painting their nails, gossiping etc and Eddie gets home and hears them from the hall and gets emotional bc this is all he wanted since he had bri

I’m in a fluffy mood and it is dilf eddie day after all <3

Eddie hadn't meant to work so late. Really, he hadn't. But the holidays were always brutal, the fourth coming up, and every car in the world needed their tires rotated and oil changed before traveling. Which wouldn't be so bad, if the heat wasn't so brutal.

Eddie was tired, beyond exhausted. He longed for a hot shower to wash the grime of the dirt off, a beer maybe even sneak a blunt out in the shed, and his bed. His bed with you in it. He'd worried when he told you he'd be working late, that you'd be upset, that you'd cancel or huff at him angrily.

Instead, there you were. In your sweat pants, hair pulled back in one of those funny headbands Brielle was always wearing. Brielle beside you in a similar state, eyes glued to the TV.

"Oh my God, Brandi is insane." You gawked at one of the screaming figures on TV.

"Right? She's fucking unhinged, but you know what? Kinda iconic of her." Brielle shrugged, swirling the polish around the small bottle.

You snorted, shaking your head, eyes rolling before cutting back over to Eddie, his frozen, looming figure in the doorway. "Hey, Ed," You smirked, a bright teal face mask covering your skin. Brielle had a matching one, muttering her own greeting towards him.

"Hi girls," Eddie watched carefully, approaching the two of you with all the caution you would a wild animal.

"How was work?" You hummed, eyes still glued to the TV.

"Long." Eddie sighed, leaning over to press a kiss to the top of Brielle's head, another to yours.

"I'm sorry." You grimaced lightly in sympathy. "Brielle and I ordered pizza if you want any. There's some on the counter. I can heat it up for you."

Eddie smiled lightly, squeezing your shoulder lovingly. "Thank you, bunny, but I'm just gonna go take a shower real quick." He was mesmerized, eyes darting back from you to Brielle like he might be dreaming.

"Ok," You nodded, squeezing his hand sweetly. "Just let me know if you want me to heat it up."

"I will." Eddie nodded. He started towards the hall, pausing at the door frame. "Are you two sure you're ok?"

Brielle looked at him like he'd grown three heads, an annoyed snarl that she could have only inherited from Gina. "What?" She asked, brow raising.

"We're fine." You nodded gently. "Just watching the Real Housewives."

Eddie scoffed playfully, rolling his eyes at the two of you. "Oh, well, don't let me keep you." He grinned.

Padding down the hallway, Eddie could hear your muffled voices, excited and cordial for once, not biting or defensive. Brielle's giggles mixing with your own, the sound of the TV washing out the rest of their chatter. Eddie smiled to himself, twisting the shower knob on with a satisfied smirk. Suddenly, he felt better, a little more relaxed and content now that his two favorite girls were finally starting to get along.

#vivisblurbgame #oneforthemunny #older!dilf!eddie munson

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frozen-snowflakesandsunflowers · 6 months

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Elsa concept pant suit by me

In a post, I talked about wanting a pant suit for Elsa in Frozen 3 as her main look, only because of how much I'm obsessed with Elsa's pant suit in the Broadway version of the movie. So I made an illustration of what it could look like with her new style as fifth spirit as promised.

Thoughts behind the art

I imagine her running across the woods or Arendelle much easier and feeling like a hero for Arendelle and Northuldra. It would be like a mashup of her main iconic frozen 2 outfits; The blue coat look and her white transformation. I also gave her the unity necklace, the necklace that was originally meant to go with her epilogue artie as concept arts go. Instead of spreading out crystals, I thought it would look more of a gradient if they were enclosed together and smaller. I also thought that Elsa would suit a mini skirt like she had under her blue coat. Her cape here is one piece attached from the tip of the shoulder instead of from the arm and being two separate ones like her epilogue because again having the cape longer and separate would get in the way. For her boots I wanted to closely match her attire but her heel is all ice just like her kitten heels and her sandals. The fur... What can I say I just thought it would be interesting to see what it would be like if I kept the fut from the Broadway design. And there you have it. Here are two main references for the look.

Do let me know if you'd like to see more of this Elsa because I'm more than happy to sketch them in scenes for you guys!

(art IG: @/artofzafrasarfraz)

Next up will be Elsa at the loss of her powers look!

#disney frozen #frozen #frozen 3 #elsa #elsa of arendelle #queen elsa #the snow queen #frozen broadway #concept art #disney fanart #frozen 2 #frozen snowflakesandsunflowers fan art

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diabolus1exmachina · 1 year

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Alfa Romeo Disco Volante by Touring Superleggera

The Disco Volante is a two-seater Gran Turismo. It is based on the Alfa Romeo 8C Competizione coupé with its front-central mounted 4.7 litre V8 engine and a transaxle rear drive with unmodified specifications. Each unit, of which the construction requires 4,000 hours of manual work.The present Disco Volante celebrates the myth of the 1952 style icon. The new design briefing required to blend ingredients as innovation, emotion and aerodynamic properties into a timeless and essential shape.During the development stage, Head of Design Louis de Fabribeckers and his team cooperated with the engineers on an almost daily basis. “We focused on the preservation of the design essence. – says de Fabribeckers – Once the design frozen, we had to understand the manufacturing problems and solve them right away without compromising the design.”In consistency with the car’s design philosophy the interior has a ‘science fiction’ feel to it. Part of this ‘spaceship’ atmosphere was created by elements like the red LED interior light profiles. Also, aeronautics has been the inspiration for parts like the dashboard, instruments and seat adjustment lever.The Alfa Romeo 8C Competizione chassis was chosen for its light and rigid structure and its outstanding dynamic properties. Therefore it forms the perfect basis for the coach-built bodywork of the Disco Volante, integrally conserving the rolling chassis and drive train.The Alfa Romeo 8C’s steel space-frame and other structural elements were retained to guarantee torsion stiffness, high performance and the quality standard. The frame members and the central carbon cell remained unchanged. Elements of the underpinning and the body, such as the engine bay and firewall, the windscreen and cowl, the a-pillar and the locks and hinges have been retained too, just as the dashboard and instruments, the pedals and the steering wheel. Parts like doorframes, the roof frame and the c-pillar have been modified to match with the new shape.The layout of a front-central mounted engine, a transaxle transmission and rear-wheel drive offers an optimal weight distribution of 49-51% between the front and rear axles. To ensure excellent handling the front and rear double-wishbone suspension scheme is combined with hub carriers of forged aluminium and additional trailing arms for the rear suspension.The lightweight and compact 4.7 litre V8 engine delivers 450HP and 480Nm peak torque. It is coupled with a six-speed sequential transaxle gearbox with electronic control and paddle-shift gear selection. Together with a limited-slip differential and a state-of-the-art braking system with large diameter, ventilated discs a precise, dynamic and proactive drive is ensured. The Disco Volante can accelerate from 0 to 100 km/h (0-62 mph) in 4,2 seconds and has a top speed of about 290 km/h (181 mph).

All new and modified components of the Disco Volante have been CAD designed. In this process, which covers feasibility, safety, homologation, aerodynamics and structural analysis, the most advanced IT tools and simulation techniques have been used.

Since torsion stiffness and noise reduction are of critical importance, special attention has been paid to the under-body structure and its elements, like the tubular frames supporting the rear wings and bumper, and the roll bar joining the c-pillars. Other complex design issues were the tailgate hinges, the 3d-cambered door window, and the front wheel covers.

The Disco Volante was then submitted to a CFD aerodynamic study to enhance the airflow and ensure optimal downforce in the rear section. After that, FEM calculations were run to assess resistance and rigidity of all parts subject to homologation.

Touring Superleggera is synonymous with the manufacture of lightweight bodywork. The weight advantage of aluminium is one of the assets of Touring Superleggera’s construction methods. Nowadays however, the craft of hand-beating aluminium panels is combined with the use of carbon fibre reinforced plastic (CFRP). For the Disco Volante, Touring decided to use this combination of aluminium and CFRP. This has been the result of a study conducted to define optimal use of materials for the bodywork in terms of weight, resistance, precision, finish and quality, and ease of repair in case of damage.

The CFRP is used for specific components like the front bumper and grille, the bonnet, the skirts, the boot lid and the integrated rear-window frame. The bonnet and the boot lid are sandwich-built with Nomex filler in-between to obtain a better stiffness/weight ratio and to dampen vibration and noise.

The aluminium panels are hand-beaten using an epoxy mould. Since the inner frames of most parts of the bodywork are made of CFRP, this requires gluing of aluminium on carbon fibre. This technique adds to the rigidity as the glue has structural properties.

The body panels are pre-assembled on a laser measurement platform using a jig. This ensures that the strict tolerance required is respected. After adjustment, the panels are either welded or glued. The body-in-white is then used to preassemble and fit all trim components, brightware and moulding.

#Alfa Romeo Disco Volante #touring superleggera #8C Competizione

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barbwritesstuff · 1 year

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Sunday Smooches

It's Sunday, and I'm feeling a bit bored, so I thought I'd create drama a little light hearted competition.

Which Blood Moon RO has the best kiss scene?

You decide.

Disclaimer: Some of these kisses may play out differently in certain playthroughs. For example, if Marco is uncertain about the protagonists feelings, he will ask before going in for the kiss. And, if Vicky thinks there is any chance the protagonist is being possessed by a malevolent spirit, she'll require four point verification before snogging can commence. Also, these aren't the only kisses these characters have. I just tried to pick the most iconic ones.

Shawnie

Your lips meet hers… and it's like a lit match thrown into a petrol container. Instant, overpowering, and so fucking hot you're pretty sure your skin should be melting off your bones. Her lips are soft and sweet, but move against yours with the skill of a master, sucking, pressing, devouring. You devour her right back, groaning as her hands reach up to tangle in your hair, pulling you in deeper, harder, firmer. It's amazing. It's incredible. It's more than you ever imagined a kiss could be… A wolf whistle. A couple of cheers. A loud, lewd comment. …and as quickly as the kiss began, it's over. Shawnie pulls back, cheeks noticeably pinker than they'd been a moment before, eyes shining and arms resting on your shoulders. "Wow," she whispers. Around you the other wolves are smiling, and winking. A few even raise their beers in salute.

Vicky

She kisses you. And it's… it's nothing like you'd thought it would be. It's not hard, or hot, or deep. It's tender, slow, and unspeakably, almost unbearably, soft. You shiver as her lips move, brushing against yours, so gentle and warm it thaws something in your chest, something you didn't even realise was frozen. You close your eyes and respond with the same softness, the same tenderness, the same gentle care. Her hands are cupping your face now, her thumb strokes the skin of your cheek. You bring your own hands up to mirror hers and pull her in closer, letting her scent — familiar and beautiful like earth after the rain — engulf you. It occurs to you as the kiss slowly deepens, that this may be the best kiss of your life. Objectively, there is no reason that it should be. There is nothing artful or romantic about it. You're lying on an exercise mat in the back room of Jim's Gym, sweaty and bruised. But, somehow, despite that, you're trembling at the sheer impossible beauty of it.

Sergi

It's a wild impulse, but you let it take you. You step closer, put your hands on his shoulders, and pull him forward, pressing your lips against his. He tenses, and in that instant you start to panic. Fuck fuck fuck. What the fuck were you thinking? This is a spectacularly stupid idea. A truly momentous cock up. He's the walking, talking, text book definition of PTSD. What in the world would make you think sudden, unexpected touches were— But then he wraps his arm around you and kisses you back... hard. bitebitebitebitebitebitebite It's an ugly kiss. Rough, open, and angry. Your claws are out. His are too. They pinch into your skin. You growl. He growls back and crushes you against him. Your heart is hammering. Your head is spinning. You open your mouth, push against him harder, and— He gasps and staggers back.

Roe

To hell with talking. To hell with sitting across from the most beautiful person you've ever seen and pretending it's not doing things to you. To hell with all of this. You stand, walk across the room, and grab Roe by their wrist. You pull them up... and they pull you close. The kiss is sudden and suffocating. But you don't care. You don't need to breathe right now. You don't need to eat, sleep, or even think. All you need is that long, lean body pressed against yours. All you need is to feel the feather soft touch of their hair on your neck. All you need is Roe. You didn't realise how much you needed them until this moment. But you do, with every beat of your heart. Roe holds you like you're a raft in a rushing river. You grip them just as tightly. "You know we're doomed, right?" Roe whispers between kisses. "Alpha and Alpha… this can never work." "I don't care," you say back. "I don't fucking care. I don't want to think anymore I just want to—" Roe reconnects your lips.

Farro

The second you're in your room that gentleness vanishes. He pushes you into the wall, seizes your jaw, and tips your face up. You gasp as he leans forward and kisses, not your lips, but your neck, right where it joins shoulder. His beard scratches against your skin. His teeth are sharper than they should be, his scent thick, warm, and wolfish. Well holy fucking shit. Okay. It looks like all brakes are off. You can't say you mind."F-Farro," you manage. "The door." He reaches out and slams it closed, plunging you two into near total darkness. The only light spilling into the room is sunlight, trickling in through gaps in the boards over your window. It's barely enough to see anything. But that's okay. You don't need to see. All you need to do is feel that huge powerful body, pressed against you, hard, hot, and hungry. You reach out, tangle a hand in his thick curls of hair, and drag him forward as if for a kiss. But, instead of connecting your lips to his, you sink your teeth into his bottom lip. He jerks back with a growl so deep you feel it reverberating through the air.

Marco

Marco crushes his lips to yours. It's hard, hot, and everything you imagined kissing Marco would be. You feel his arms rise up to wrap around you. You wrap your arms around him in turn, tilt your head and… oh. Oh. So... as it turns out... Marco actually is a really good kisser. Like, insanely good. Though, objectively, you're not sure why that's the case. He's not doing anything new or different from anyone else you've kissed. But somehow, the intensity, the focus, the way he's holding you... all of it magically adds up to this maybe being the best kiss of your life. The scrap of stubble. The press of his body. The hot, familiar smell of cheap cigarettes and even cheaper coffee. Marco. You're kissing Marco. You feel strangely giddy. You want to sing, dance... but mostly you just want to keep kissing him. You want to kiss him until the sun rises. You want to kiss him long after that.

"Is this okay?" you ask. "So okay," he whispers. You tilt your head and gently press your lips against his. He's warm, and the scent of him is familiar and comforting, like sun warmed earth under your feet, or the undefinable, but unmistakable peace you can only find sitting by a campfire. A hand touches your cheek, running a thumb gently along your cheekbone. You follow suit, reaching up to trace the lines in his face as the kiss deepens. Your lips part, your tongues skate against each other, your bodies move closer together. It's beautiful. Not perfect. Not close. It's messy, awkward, and full of false starts and unsure hands... but somehow all the more wonderful for it. In that moment, you feel like you could kiss him for hours, for days, for the rest of your life, until you're both old and grey, and not regret a moment of it.

Carrie

She stops, sucks at her teeth, and looks down. "Well. I guess I just answered it. I snapped at you. I'm crazy. I'm—" "Yes. You are crazy. You're a werewolf. The moon is almost full. We're all crazy right now." She considers that for a while then turns to you. "Okay... okay then... let me do something crazy." Before you can react she reaches out, grabs your face in her hands, and pulls you forward. The kiss isn't like you'd expect of a first kiss. It's not elegant or beautiful. It's not even shy, or hesitant. It's hard, angry, and filled with a raw urgency you can't name. You feel her claws against your skin, and the hint of sharpened teeth behind her lips. But it doesn't matter. You wrap your arms around her shoulders, yank her close, and kiss her back, harder, hungrier, deeper. You're dizzy. You know she is too. She's gripping you like you're the only thing stopping her from spinning out. You grip her back just as hard and devour her mouth. You can't help it. It's the moon. It's the wolf inside. It's Carrie. Fierce. Wild. Imperfect. Carrie.

I've scheduled this post to be automatically reblogged in one week. We shall see the results next Sunday.

#blood moon if #blood moon ros #kiss comp #my writing

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Are there cats in splatoon

omg there was a glitch that had this ask w my icon and I was like omg me???? anyways there are only 3 mammals we know of in splatoon. Two of them are cats. One (Judd) was cryogenically frozen for 10,000 years because of y'know end of humanity and all land life as we know it. He is also immortal. And two (Lil Judd) a cat who is a clone of the previously mentioned Judd.

Judds a psychic tuxedo (technically) cat and belonged to a human scientist from apocalypse times (hence the cryostasis and immortality) he judges all the turf wars/ranked matches and was the judge for the great turf war (historical territorial dispute between inklings/octolings that happened way before the events of any of the games). He telepathically beams the results of matches to the participants and if youre not in a match just in the lobby or hub you can get advice from him :]

In splat2 Lil Judd shows up (looking exactly like Judd but smaller and cuter) and he has like Issues. He holds some animosity towards Judd because...he's a clone and that clearly weighs on his psyche 😭. At the end of a match he'll represent your opponent and he continues this into splat3. He gives you advice in splat2 instead of Judd and I'm pretty sure he's noted as wanting to replace him too. In splat3 both Judd's are back in the same role they always play this time with Judd prime being the only one to give you advice in the lobby. Lil Judd is now a lot fuzzier and toasty colored.

#In the splat 2 relationshio chart they say lil judd has a inferiority complex and also that both cats find i think most of the surrounding #...residents yummy. Judd prime is absolutely too lazy to attempt anything tho hes literally always napping #also theyre both like ...cats a good deal smaller than the evolved sea critters #asks #anon #anyways isnt it so fucking said judds owner knew everyone was gonna die but wanted to save his cat #also i didnt mention this but Lil Judd was created by the cryo chamber Judd was in cause that was a feature his scientist added in case his #kitty got lonely.....

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Happy 1000 Followers to meeee! 🥰🎉🎉

To celebrate, I’ve just spent entirely too many hours writing a fanfic of The Van Scene from Mike’s POV. It is essentially a lot of prose about Mike’s head being full of gay 10 Hours of Ocean Sounds to Sleep To noises lmfao 🌈🌊 Enjoy! ☺️🎇

Re: Lighting up a Room

He pauses to catch a breath right after comparing himself to Lois Lane. He doesn’t have time to wonder if all the purple palm tree delight he’s been around for hours in a cramped van is making him a little loopy.

He looks up. Will’s giving him a searching, unreadable look. Like Mike isn’t making any sense.

And he’s not. He knows he’s not. Superman? The Daily Planet? Shit. At what point did he start rambling - and why can’t he get himself to stop?

“Sorry.” I don’t know why this is all I can think about right now.

“No…”

“It’s so stupid, given everything that’s going on. It’s just… I don’t know.” He pauses to breathe again, to try to get his own thoughts to slow down long enough to make an iota of sense. He’s nervous - somewhere, buried deep, he knows he’s dancing around something he needs to say about El - something he doesn’t want to say. “…I just—“

“You’re scared of losing her.” Will supplies.

And that’s not quite it. But a recent memory blares like a voice on a megaphone, echoing across Mike’s mind: his own words.

I feel like I… like I lost you, or something. Does that make sense?

Mike looks up. He meets Will’s eyes, and it’s like he’s been hit in the stomach. No air in his lungs. No oxygen in his brain.

As he gazes, he wonders - not for the first time - if maybe he’s dancing around… more than one something that he doesn’t want to say.

But maybe he won’t have to?

He glances down, swallows, meets Will’s eyes again. Commands himself to nod in assent, resulting in the tiniest inclination of the head that could pass for a nod. Keeps searching Will’s eyes.

His thoughts are moving at about a mile a minute, and none of them seem to be coherent English sentences. Based, probably, on the fact that he has no idea what fucking wavelength he’s currently on, he’s finding it sadly impossible to determine if Will is on the same one. Fuck. Fuck.

“Wavelength” makes him think deliriously for a split second of the iconic Pink Floyd album cover. Which feels so on the nose he wants to cry and laugh at the same time. Maybe the purple palm tree delight contact high really is affecting him. He’s about 0.5 seconds from needing to stifle a laugh/sob when—

“Can I… show you something?”

Will doesn’t wait for a reply, or he takes Mike’s unbroken gaze as a yes - either way, Mike’s grateful, since apparently his brain is currently full of secondhand PPD, Pink Floyd album covers, static, and rocks. (He suspects if he rolled his head around right now he’d hear clunking noises. He doesn’t roll his head around.)

He keeps his brow furrowed slightly as he watches Will digging around for something. What is he looking for? He swears his pulse has sped up to match the bpm of that Bronski Beat song that he loves but can never remember the name of, but Will doesn’t need to know his heart’s going haywire.

Will pulls an earthy brown paper scroll from his bag.

Uhh, what’s that?

Keeping his face carefully frozen in a slight frown, Mike reaches for the scroll that Will offers.

It’s… it’s nothing, just this painting I’ve been working on.

His hands aren’t shaking as he starts to unroll, but somehow it feels like he’s pulling his muscles out of quicksand. They don’t seem to want to move.

Cool.

He unfurls a bit more.

He… he won’t show me what he’s painting. I think it is for a girl!

The painting is before him. And it is - it’s a full-blown painting. Oil on canvas. A fully realized mythical landscape, so similar in content to all of Will’s work before - the dragon, the brave warriors attacking with sword and shield - but this is far, far beyond the skill Mike has become familiar with from Will. This painting practically has a heartbeat. This painting’s heart beats nearly as loudly and strongly as Mike’s does, looking at it.

He realizes he’s smiling. He’s beaming. He thinks actual sunbeams might be shooting out of his face.

He doesn’t care.

I think it is for a girl!

Ba-boom. Ba-boom. Ba-boom.

“This is amazing.” He turns to Will, almost giddy. Almost delirious. “Did you paint this??”

Will’s face mirrors Mike’s. Excitement. Relief. Something more - a spark that’s too scary to name. Mike is dizzy. He thinks he might giggle - he doesn’t know if he’s ever “giggled” before. (He still suspects some fresh air may be in order, but it’s a low priority at the moment.)

“Yeah. Yeah.” Will says, looking back and forth between Mike’s eyes. Mike can almost see the spark that he’s too hesitant to name. He feels he could reach out and touch it, cradle it in his hands like a firefly.

“I mean.” Will breaks eye contact. He faces forward. “I mean… I mean, El asked me to.”

In his mind Mike sees an image flash like a movie: he opens up his cupped hands and there is no firefly.

What? …El?

Will’s head is turned away from Mike’s, looking out into the distance. Mike stares after him, scrunching his brows, trying to find Will’s gaze again. Listening. Trying to understand.

“She commissioned it, basically. I mean, she told me what to draw—“

Will is painting a lot. But he won’t show me what he is painting. He won’t show me what he is painting. He won’t show me what he’s—

“Anyway,” Mike hears, which breaks the verbal loop his brain has gotten stuck on, tied to the metaphorical tracks of this train of thought, “my point is—“ and after a fraction of a moment, Will leans in close to touch the painting.

Will’s forearm brushes Mike’s hand. And rests there. He starts speaking. Words. Definitely words. Mike is sure words are entering his ears, but his brain is not processing them.

Mike glances down. Bites his lip. His hand is full of warmth, his shoulder has turned to stone because now he can’t move. Will’s whole torso is thiiis close and he can feel his presence like an invisible force field. Focus. Will is talking. Look at the painting. His head is full of bees. His head is full of poetry. He doesn’t think he’s ever written a poem. He’s pretty sure he’s writing about seven and none of them make any sense and they don’t rhyme and something about hands brushing as they reach for fireflies and speaking of flying fires, dragon paintings as a metaphor somehow and—

“—your coat of arms here? It’s a heart.”

His poetry-addled brain latches on to the word. It’s like a portal - he’s present again. He looks up at Will.

“And I know it’s sort of on the nose, but that’s what holds this party together. Heart. Because, I mean, without heart, we’d all fall apart.”

No fair, Mike thinks. Your poems rhyme. Is Will really saying these things?

Will would fall apart without Mike?

“Even El,” Will emphasizes. “Especially El.” He leans away, turning instead to face out the window. Mike can’t decide if it’s Will’s body language that’s just become a metaphor for emotional distance or his words. He thinks it must be both, feels the sudden distance regardless. His hand feels cold.

“These past few months, she’s been so lost without you.” Will is saying. “It’s just, she’s so different from other people. And when you’re… when you’re different, sometimes you feel like… like a mistake.” He’s choked up. Mike can hear it.

Sometimes, I think it’s just scary, Mike’s memory supplies softly. To open up like that - to say how you really feel.

Who are we talking about right now, Mike wonders. El! A part of him chastises. No, another part murmurs gently.

“But,” Will whips around. There are tears in his eyes. “You make her feel like she’s not a mistake at all. Like she’s better for being different.”

Especially to people you care about the most.

“And that gives her the courage to fight on.”

Because what if - what if they don’t like the truth?

The truth, Mike thinks. Being different. A mistake. Courage. His head is full of El, his head is full of Will. His head is full of Mike Wheeler. Courage. A mistake. Being different. The truth. His head is full of fireflies and he can’t think. He has no idea what’s happening on his face and it scares him.

“If she was mean to you, or she seemed like she was pushing you away, it’s because she’s scared of losing you, just like you’re scared of losing her.”

Like I… lost you or something.

Yes, he thinks. Scared. I am scared. Scared of losing—… his mind won’t supply a pronoun. He swears he hears a bzzt and thinks it’s bees, or it’s electricity as his brain short circuits. He loses further control over his face. He’s looking at Will’s lips. Stop that. Smile at him, he’s talking about El. Get it together.

“And if she was going to lose you, I think she’d rather just get it over with quick. Like ripping off a band-aid.”

Wait - what? Who’s losing me? No one’s losing me.

“So, yeah. El needs you, Mike. And she always will.”

That’s better. You’re not - she’s - I mean she’s - not losing me.

It occurs to him a beat too late that Will is done speaking, that he has just bared his heart both verbally and in the form of a painting - or, well. El has bared… her heart? Mike’s head hurts. He’s a writer - words have never felt more difficult for him than in this moment of utter brain sludge.

“…Yeah?” He finally musters, letting his face move intuitively. His heart pounds with affection. He knows it shows.

“Yeah,” Will breathes back. He smiles. His eyes are in pain.

Mike doesn’t understand. He doesn’t understand anything. He’s never understood less in his entire life.

Internally, anyway. His own heart. What he does understand is that Will has just made a big gesture of love. He doesn’t feel sure, anymore, that there would be a firefly there if he reached out a hand. Maybe not that kind of… (He can’t finish the thought.) But he knows there is love in this gesture, even if his hands are devoid of softly glowing, fragile creatures. He isn’t leaving empty handed. Will loves him.

He can’t help but smile.

Will turns away. He rests his chin on his hand, looks out the window into the distance. Mike thinks he sees his shoulders shake.

He looks down at the painting, only half-seeing it. There’s nothing he can do. He doesn’t have a grasp on this narrative. His head is pounding out a rhythm so fast and hard it would be danceable if it wasn’t the beginnings of a headache.

Hey, what’s wrong? No.

Are you okay? No.

What the hell just happened here? Definitely not.

He’s not ready for the conversation. Who am I referring to? Mike doesn’t know.

He traces his fingers across the characters on the painting. Softly. Across the heart on the shield.

You’re the heart. You’re the heart. You’re the heart.

Ba-boom. Ba-boom. Ba-boom.

———

Thank you so much for reading!!! 🥺 Please reblog or comment - it would mean the world to me to hear your thoughts.

Bonus: linked here is the amalgamation of the poems Mike’s brain was writing for Will, if you’re curious 🙃💕

Update: incredible fanart that I commissioned from @gmaybe666 who absolutely blew me away 😭💕💕

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MASTERPOST: enstars! summary project

THE ENTIRE ENSTARS! EVENT LORE SUMMARISED: for those who want to speedrun enstars! lore

here is a timeline of all the events in enstars!

this project will aim to summarise as many enstars! stories as possible so u can get the gist of the event stories without having to read through 100 eichi monologues

credits: timeline is copied from wiki

will be updated with links after every story summary!

[PRESENT DAY: year = !]

** events will be referred to by "<season> + <index>

春 SPRING: (C)

Shiny First Years

The Flag's Honor ✻ Crowned Flower Festival

Revival Festival☆Easter Night

Palace of the Ocean

Marching Band

Spring Storm! Dancing Petals, Sakura Festival!

Gang

Sweets Patisserie

Pyjamas

Mail Delivery -> spring section 1 summary

Devil's Mansion

Spring Breeze＊Iconic Book Fair

Lift the Curtains! Yumenosaki Circus

Sacrifice◆Resurrection Sunday of the Undying

Falling Cherry Blossoms＊Wisteria Purple of May

Toy Box

Angel's Wings

Card Battler

Runway

Dream Coloured Prince -> spring section 2 summary

In the Rose Garden

Fresh Green Martial Arts

Yell✳︎Sprawling Happy Spring

Evening Banquet ♪ Band Ensemble

Performance! The Tragicomedy of Romeo and Juliet

Secret Labyrinth

At Your Service! UNDEAD Cafe

Leap! Principal of the Lake's Surface

Play Your Part! Cinderella's Grand Stage

Terror! Tamayori's Haunted Dollhouse

School Festival★The Scramble of a Startup Hero

Billiards -> spring section 3 summary

夏 SUMMER: (X)

Ukiyo Air Ride

Merc Storia

Hero Show

Biblio

The Rainy Season's Blossoms

Breakthrough! The Revolutionary Live Which Heralds the Dawn

Chinatown

Nuclear Ignition ☆ A Sparkling Quintuple-Color Supernova -> summer section 1 summary

Victoria

Amusement☆The Live Party of Cats and Rabbits

Gondola

Judge! Black and White Duel

Round Game

Devotion! Brocade of Driving Away the Rainy Season

Gunmen of the Wilderness

Bridal -> summer section 2 summary

Symphony＊Magnolia of Blessings

Seven-Colored＊Sunshower Festa

Saga＊Rushing Up Rainbow Stage

Pool Opening

Comic World

Shot☆Splash Pool!

Challenge! Tanabata Festival Wishes

Dance Performance! Thoughts That Bridge the Milky Way

Facing One Another! The Celestial Globe of the Night the Stars Meet

Dance Floor -> summer section 3 summary

Dogfight

Ghost Stories

The Seven Faces of the Shapeshifting Youkai

Little Kings

Frozen Ice

Summer of Clear Skies! Summer Camp

Concerto

Set Sail! Pirates at Sea Festival -> summer section 4 summary

Kiseki☆The Preliminary Match of the Summer Live

Radiant! Sunflower Live of Smiles

Scorching Hot! The Scenery of Southern Lands and Summer Vacation

Surfing Ocean

Stars★Glitter of the Prism

Summer Flowers

Late Summer Lesson -> summer section 5 summary

Luminescence＊Summer Night Festival

Yumenosaki Restaurant

Remember! A Midsummer Night's Dream

Best Shot

Holiday

Scorching Heat ☆ A Seaside Beach Match

Buddy -> summer section 6 summary

Farewell! Festival of Memories and Quarrels

Launch! The Night Sky of the Shooting Star Festival

Carmen of Passion

Lost Star＊Wavering Light, Pleiades Night

Deep Sea Mystery

Drop＊The Far Sea and the Aquarium

Summer Sky＊Galloping Cheval Live -> summer section 7 summary

Onibi

Burning Up! Yumenosaki Academy Sports Festival

Fight! Yumenosaki Academy Sports Festival 2

Competition! Yumenosaki Academy Sports Festival 3

Cinema Theater

1001 Nights -> summer section 8 summary

Blue Filament

Cooking

Brilliant Star Air Force

Police Man -> summer section 9 summary

秋 AUTUMN (Q)

Kung Fu

Night of the Full Moon ＊ Hopping Moonlight Luna

The Coloured Flower Cards

Special Training! Mismatched Pair Lessons

Doctor

Rebellion! The King's Horseback Ride

Kiseki★Blitzkrieg Autumn Live

Robin Hood -> autumn section 1 summary

Science

Fruits Parlour

Happening◆Music Festa of Reversals

Secret Acts! The Moonlight Scroll of the Elements

Festival＊Graceful Fleur De Lis

Toryumon

Rosicrucian Story

Showtime

Howl★The Rockin' Star of the Night Sky -> autumn section 2 summary

Afternoon

Boutique

Raising Curtains! Dark Night Halloween

React★Magical Halloween

Lots of Monsters☆Sweet Halloween

Cacophony◆Whirling Horror Night Halloween -> autumn section 3 summary

Enjoyment♪ Autumn School Trip

Invitation★Black Blood Banquet

The Golden Wind＊Wishing Live of Encouragement

Teddy Bear

Colourful Autumn

Meikyoushisui

Hot-Blooded Tough Guy

BADBOYS -> autumn section 4 summary

Scramble ＊ Toyland in a Dream

The Songbird’s Song＊Soirée in the Canary Hall

Underdoctor

Autumn Forest

Discovery! Steampunk Museum -> autumn section 5 summary

冬 winter (D)

The Wolf and Red Riding Hood

Greek Legends

Philosopher's Guidance

SnowboardDream of the Butterfly

Rail◆The Cat in the Snowy Winter and the Camellia Train -> winter section 1 summary

Nocturne

Snow Globe

Agents

Snowflake❄Street Performance Of The Falling Stars

Shine! A Sparkling Starry Night Festival!

Winter Santa -> winter section 2 summary

Brilliance★Knights' Starlight Festival

Noel＊The Angels' Starlight Festival

Carol＊White Snow and the Christmas Eve Starlight Festival

Radiant☆Hot Holiday Party

Throwing! A Snowy Silver-White Snowfight

Eccentric -> winter section 3 summary

Kiseki☆Winter Live Showdown

Winter's New Year Shrine Visit

First Dream Tales (Part One)

First Dream Tales (Part Two) -> winter section 4 summary

Zodiac (Part One)

Amusement Park Show

Zodiac (Part Two)

Daikagura! Celebratory New Years Live

Showdown! Magnificent Phantom Thief VS Detective Brigade

Transparency and Masks -> winter section 5 summary

Clash of Arms! Opera of Moonlight Romance

Dance on Ice

Depart☆Blue Skies Dream Travel

Opening★The Fortune Banquet Live

Saga＊Clashing Rebirth Live

Revival☆Dream Diner Live

Shoufuku＊The Ogres and Brothers' Setsubun Festival -> winter section 6 summary

Last Period

Jewel Candy

Poison À La Mode

Tea Party

The Four Beasts of Fistfighting

Salon de Thé -> winter section 7 summary

Sincerely! Bitter Chocolat Festival

Melty❤Sweetly Unraveling Chocolat Festival

Decorate♥Crimson Chocolat Festival

Marble ♥ Heartfelt Chocolat Festival

Home Party

Onigashima -> winter section 8 summary

Yumenosaki Youth Radio♪

Military

Cunning ◆ Wonder Game

Beauties of Nature

Flutter! Chick and Emperor's Triumphant Return -> winter section 9 summary

[NEXT YEAR: year = !+1]

!+1 spring i think? (context: third years in ! are graduating)

Beasts

Memorial◆Class Live We Make Together

Noble Game

Chuunibyou Trouble

Bouquet of Desire

Chorus★Operetta of Beginnings -> !! spring section 1 summary

Every Pitch With All One’s Heart! Youthful Play Ball

Clash! Recollect--A Festival of Giving Back

Baton Pass! Repayment Festival of Tears and Bonds

Moment＊The Repayment Festival of Moving Forward Toward the Future

Requiem＊Sword of Oaths and the Repayment Festival

Link♪The Symphony that Starts from Here -> !! spring section 2 summary

!+1 post-graduation stories

Photoshoot! Warm Athletics

Puppy Mischief Picnic

Bounce! Hearts and Flowers Bloom--Mall Live

Strawberry Picking -> post-graduation summary

[BACKSTORIES: read with caution *** recommended reading is from year = enstars!]

(year: !-12)

(1) Rainbow (2) Revival - 20

(year: !-several)

(3) Gang: Midnight Gangster

(year: !-2)

(4) Zodiac (5) Meteor Impact (6) Jingle Bells

(year: !-1)

(7) Reminiscence＊The Crossroads of Each One (8) Reminiscence＊Monochrome Checkmate (9) Reminiscence＊Spring Cherry Blossoms and a Night's Encounter (10) Reminiscence＊Ryusei Bonfire (11) Reminiscence ＊ End of the Marionette's Strings (12) Reminiscence＊Gathering of the Three Magicians

-> all backstories summary

AND... THAT'S IT! THATS THE ENTIRE ENSTARS! SUMMARISED

a few things to note:

main story not included -- because it should be read before everything

CN/TW exclusive not included

timeline is definitely shaky but overall flow of stories should still be okay

-project start date: 17 Oct 2022- -last updated: 22 Mar 2023-

#enstars #ensemble stars #enstars textpost #will add the summaries as we read through the stories #completion will probably be biased towards knights and fine #will this projected ever be completed? who knows #entire enstars! summary

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Veronica and Cady for the character thingy plss

DID I NEVER POST THIS HOLY SHIT OOPS

eeep i just found this and don’t remember when i got it i’m sorry friend!! i’m assuming this is for the list and not the bingo but if i’m wrong i’ll do it again lol

ok i have to do cady first bc it won’t let me type beneath veronica’s picture so woo i love it here soooo much /s

CADY

favorite thing about them

she has so much depth! i love how adorable she is and how bubbly and high energy and yet soft spoken and sweet she is but she also has a dark and vindictive streak in her that’s really fun to play with. also she’s like really fun to torture sometimes lol whoops

least favorite thing about them

again i hate how many people she uses for her own gain and how power hungry she gets

favorite line

“shuck! i started to say shoot and i almost said fu-” for funnies and uhhh

“fearless is the one thing i can be now, no friends, nothing to lose” and whatnot for like more emotional. also all of i see stars i still get misty every time i listen to it

brOTP

damiaaaaan. they wear matching outfits whenever they can, damian comes over to cadnis’ house for movie nights twice a week at least, they watch bootlegs together without janis bc she doesn’t like them. just. mwah. i could go off but i’ll hold back lol

OTP

TAKE A WILD GUESS DUDE

nOTP

aaron. they only worked bc of erikyle. if i could drop kick every other aaron into the road i would.

random headcanon

she can talk backwards!

unpopular opinion

there’s a point where she is fully aware of what she’s doing and how wrong it is and she actively chooses to continue for a hot second until the burn book being released and whatnot snaps her out of it that people do not talk about enough. i know i’m guilty of it too but she is not all innocent and naive and coerced into this shit like she’s a full teenager she knows damn well what she’s doing

song i associate with them

a change in me from beauty and the beast which hath inspired many a fic in my early days. at the plaza from the violet hour loosely inspired i’ll be there for christmas. like very loosely. uhhh and i think the like vibes of true love from frozen (or basically anything anna sings lol) even if it’s not necessarily the same meaning

favorite picture of them

i picked two for both her and veronica bc iiiim greedy lol

alright well one of cady’s is with ronnie for some fuckass reason thanks tumblr!!! i tried i swear

VERONICA

favorite thing about them

honestly this isn’t as much to do with her as a character as it is to do with the people who’ve played her but she has done so much for my self esteem in a really roundabout way. as someone with dark brown eyes and frizzy kinda untamable brown hair reading fic about her helped me appreciate more things about myself.

if you struggle with self image i really cannot recommend highly enough finding a character who looks and acts like you and reading stories where someone is absolutely, irrevocably in love with them. whether that’s platonically or romantically. i know it’s weird but being able to look in the mirror or at some aspect of my personality that i don’t like and say “that’s still lovable” is WONDERFUL.

least favorite thing about them

i despise the way she treats martha and also baby girl is kind of a doormat!! she’s one of those shitty wicker doormats that scratches the hell outta your feet but like dang!!

favorite line

not a line but her face in the musical when jd and kurt and ram start fighting

but also the way barrett delivers the “oH MY GOD!” over chandler’s corpse is immaculate

and i had one of her like super iconic ones everyone knows in my head but now i can’t remember it siiiigh

brOTP

marthaaaaa buddies since babies. also like. still alive and post MUCH therapy jd has a lot of fun potential

OTP

poly heathers!! but to put them individually in order, mac, chandler (those two are almost tied), duke

nOTP

JD. i know he goes by his initials and that’s just his name but i was trying to yell that. i do not like him i think he stinky get him outta there

random headcanon

she’s not allowed to wear pants with drawstrings anymore because she’s gotten stuck in them too many times. also she’s not allowed to use superglue bc she’s glued her fingers together too many times.

yes both of these are true of me shut up

unpopular opinion

she’s a lot weaker than most people think and a lot stronger than most people think st the same time

and i’m not always a huge fan of her being autistic i think she’s just that painfully awkward and dense

song i associate with them

it is so much harder than you would think to pick songs that are not from their shows?? like the only one in my head is i’m blue dabadeedabadie like i don’t KNOW OKAY

favorite picture of them

#the joys of tumblr mobile #lawd #anyway thank you friend!!#entropy with ezzy #ezzy gets an ask #cady heron #veronica sawyer #mean girls #heathers #caps tw #swear tw

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ghostbustingreen · 3 months

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𝟑-𝟓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘.

𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒:

forest green.

blue.

purple.

pink.

golden yellow.

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒:

freshly cooked pasta.

the scent of baking and comforting home meals.

when gardening, fresh flowers, grass stains and damp earth.

hints of fresh tea.

when working, oil and damp clothes.

𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍:

classic overalls and green shirt combo with the iconic L cap to match his bro.

sweater vests, turtlenecks and cosy home-knitted jumpers.

light and pretty dresses that are easy to move in.

red and white striped socks.

long nightgown with a nightcap and candle.

𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒:

his trusty ghostbusting poltergust.

a set of well used, but well-maintained plumber's tools.

a flashlight.

well-worn cookbooks handed down from his mother and grandmother with notes inside from each of them.

a happy photograph of him with arm around his brother.

𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄:

anxious hand wringing.

tapping his head and moustache thoughtfully.

nervous humming to himself.

wide-eyed, frozen in fear.

a gentle smile, full of warmth, kindness and innocence.

𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒:

a hot mug of tea beside a light, lush green garden.

a delicious homemade meal of pizza / pasta.

cute green mushroom-shaped kitchen utensils.

a cosy night-in with a loved one, falling asleep under cosy blankets with a pet.

a decrepit old-fashioned haunted mansion, full of antiques and brimming with ghosts.

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tagging: yoink it from me!

#( ❝ I've’a practised but nobody will play with luigi! will you play with me? ❞ ⦙ memes )#( ;; headcanon ⦙ ❝ get this bro ❞ ✰ )

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villainsblog97 · 1 year

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Christmas with Xdinary Heroes 🎄🎅🎁⛄️❄️🍬

It's that time of year! And like I always do, here is Christmas with Xdinary Heroes!

Summary: how do you spend the festive month of December with our favorite Rockstar heroes?

Warning: excessive fangirl/boying!

Scenario: boyfriend, Christmas, fluff, comedy

Gun-il 🎅

One of the things that I could see Gun-il doing is watching Christmas movies

Since he spent some time in America

So you two would be wrapped up in the warmest blankets

Matching Christmas pj's

Warm slippers

Snuggled up with Hot chocolate

Piled with marshmallows

Watching all the classic Christmas movies

The fresh snow falling outside the window

Christmas decorations all over the place

Your big Christmas tree Sparkling bright in the corner

It would be the perfect scene

You two would be laughing at all comedy Christmas movies

Maybe introducing Gun-il to some he's never seen before

There would definitely be some cookies, popcorn, and Christmas treats with you guys too

He'd of course feed them to you

(Because I like cheesy Christmas stuff leave me alone)

He's truly enjoying your time together

Holding the best gift he could ever ask for in his arms

(Sorry for that last part 😅)

Jungsu ⛄️

You'd hear your boyfriend from the living room

"Y/N! Wake up wake up!!!"

You'd drag yourself out of bed and walk into the living room

Jungsu is bundled from head to toe

His hat, gloves, coat, scarf and boots on

"It snowed last night!" He'd smile

You already knew what that meant

He wants to play in the snow

So you'd bundle yourself up as well and head out into the snow

"Let's build a snow man!" You'd suggest

"Yes!"

Jungsu would turn into a child when it came to the snow

He'd get to work immediately on the snowman

You'd follow behind

After rolling and packing down snow

You'd finally complete the little snowman

Jungsu would take off his hat and place it on top of his head

You'd take off your scarf and wrap it around his snow packed neck

"There now he has a piece of both of us" you'd smile

Jungsu would take pictures of your little snow creation, along with pics of you, him and you two together

Then you two would go inside

Slipping off all your snow protection

And slip under a warm blanket

Cuddle up to each other to warm up

And look at the pictures he took

Before going into the kitchen to make some warm breakfast

Gaon ❄️

This would be yours and Jiseok's first Christmas together

He'd want to do soooo much with you

Make sure you and him have an amazing Christmas

So he'd get the idea

"Jagiya.... lets go ice skating!"

You'd think he's a true lunatic

(pun intended)

But his puppy eyes would be very convincing

So there you are

Tying up your skates

Jiseok would hold your hand as you two carefully glide along the ice

At first it was clumsy

But the longer you did it

The easy it got

You'd never let go of Jiseok's hand

Your two mitten up hands practically glued together

"Jiseok don't let go!" You'd squeal as your other mitten found his arm

"I won't Jagiya" He'd giggle

That would be his mistake

He'd suddenly lose his balance and slip

Pulling you down with him

You'd lay on the cold frozen floor

He'd be slightly hovering over you

Ah but this would be an opportunity

You'd both laugh as you laid on the ice

Jiseok's adorable giggle would play in your ears

He'd look down at you

And gently lean down to steal a kiss from you

His cold lips against yours

Then he'd help you up

And you two would continue your skating

O.de 🎁

Seungmin is going to be a fashion icon

If he already isn't

So obviously his scenario would be Christmas shopping

He'd want to get something for his brothers

And you of course

So you two would start in the middle of the morning

Starbucks is a must

Boys got an addiction

But I get it

You two would walk together

Hand in hand

Your Starbucks cups in the other

Wandering the stores for the perfect gift

He'd have an idea on what to get everyone

But he'd have to be sneaky with yours

So you two would separate into different stores

You'd be looking for stuff for your family

And your boyfriend

And he'd be looking for the perfect gift for you

He wants to make sure it's something that everytime you see it

You'd remember who gave it to you

And who loves you more than anything

In the end he'd find a bracelet

That he would have ingraved with the date you two met with a dash and an infinity symbol next to it

So you know

He's your forever

(Idk why I do this to myself 🥹)

Junhan 🎄

Now Junhan is still a little shy

But he'd turn into a kid

When it came to decorating a Christmas tree

"Jagiya let's decorate a Christmas tree!" He'd suggest

After setting up the tree

You'd both set out and get some decorations

You'd find some absolutely beautiful ornaments

And the prettiest lights

Junhan is tall so stringing the lights around the tree was no problem

He'd grab the step ladder for you

Carefully holding your waist so you don't fall

And together you'd both hold the tree topper

Placing it on top of the tree

Then it was time to get to work on the ornaments

You'd both hang them on the branches

With some Christmas music playing on the TV

Junhan would smile as he placed the ornaments on the tree

You'd smile at how happy he looked

(I'm literally crying rn!)

You'd get out some candy canes to hang on the tree as well

That just completes the look

While he's hanging the candy canes

You'd lay down the tree skirt

Then you two would lay down the presents you had wrapped and place them under the tree

(Okay I'm done hurting myself with that one 🤧)

Jooyeon 🍪

(This one is gonna hurt 🥲)

One of your favorite parts about Christmas

Is making Christmas cookies

But this year was special

This was the first Christmas you were spending with your favorite person

Jooyeon was also excited

Can't go wrong with cookies

But he was excited to be making Christmas cookies with his favorite person

He'd definitely have his hair pulled back

You'd lay out a bunch of cookie cutters

His arms around you as you two roll out the dough

(Yep I was right 🥹)

Then you'd both get to work

Cutting out gingerbread men, snowflakes, candy canes, little Christmas trees and snowmen

You'd see your boyfriend so concentrated on cutting the shapes of the cookies

This would give you an opportunity

You'd scoop a little flour on your finger

And dab it on his cheek

"Jagiya~" He'd whine

You'd laugh a little

Now it was on

He'd grab some flour and smear it all over your cheek

You'd squeal as he held you tightly

Making sure you'd feel his revenge

The flour would be all over you two

All in his hair

And yours

You'd surrender to each other

Clean up your flour mess

And get the cookies in the oven

Decorating them would go smoother

Thats it for that! I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas! And Happy Holidays! ❤❄️

Also congratulations to my boys for ROTY and Best Band Performance on MAMA!!! 🥳 🤟

#xdinary heroes #boyfriend scenario #fluff #comedy #gun-il #jungsu #gaon #o.de #junhan #jooyeon #christmas

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