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cameronspecial · 4 months

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Drew fic where they are high school sweethearts and even after all these years they are still in the honeymoon phase. 🤭

The Sweethearts

Pairing: Drew Starkey x Reader

Warnings: N/A

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 0.5K

A/N: I hope this is as honeymoony-phase as you wanted it to be. It's set during Christmas time because that is when I wrote it.

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Y/N didn’t think her relationship with Drew would last past high school. Not that she didn’t want it to, but she knew the statistics about relationships actually lasting past the teenage years. When they did though, she couldn’t have been more happy. Now, in their thirties, they still feel like they are teenagers in love. She is waiting at home for him to return home from filming. Her hands are fidgeting with the stockings, trying to get them to face forward. He is coming home for Christmas and she can’t wait to see him again. The music playing from the speaker occupies her mind, so she doesn’t hear his arrival. She feels arms wrapping around her and looks down to see his hands full. She turns in his grasp with a massive grin. He gives her a peck on the lips. “How is my beautiful, beautiful wife?” he greets, dropping down to give her another kiss. She giggles, “Very good. Happy to have you home for the holidays. How is my handsome, handsome husband?” “Ecstatic to be with you again. I got Chinese food from our favourite place and these are for you,” he replies, handing her the bouquet in his left hand and raising the plastic bags in his right. She presses his lips against hers, “Hmm, thank you so much.”

They head to the kitchen island and start unpacking the food. “You got all of my favourites,” she notes while plating some of the food. His hands find her waist and kisses are peppered up and down her neck. He plays with the top of her pants, “I did. I know what my baby likes to eat.” They couldn’t keep their hands off of each other while they ate. Drew brought his chair right beside his so that he could rest his left arm on her waist. His hand would trace patterns on her bare skin exposed because of her shirt riding up.

After dinner, they decide to lie in bed together. Her chin rests on his naked chest, ghosting her fingers on his skin. “What are you thinking about, Baby?” he mumbles, giving her a soft grin. She thinks for a second, “Our future. I can’t wait to have babies with you and watch them grow. Then our hair is going to turn all gray and our skin will go all wrinkly. We’ll retire and get to spend our days travelling or maybe at home with the grandchildren.” Drew gives her a goofy look. “I like the sound of that. You are going to look so beautiful, even when we get old. I can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives together,” he concludes. She sighs at the thought, “Forever sounds absolutely amazing with you.” They give each other a smile and their lips find each other’s. She wraps her arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. For the rest of the evening, they stay in bed together, not being able to keep their lips or hands off of each other.

Taglist: @winterrrnight @loves0phelia @thelomlisrafecameron @wickedlovely121 @thepatriarchykeychain @drewsmusee @starkowswife @maybankslover @forstarkey @loving-and-dreaming

#drew starkey #drew starkey x reader #drew starkey x you #drew starkey fluff #drew starkey imagine #drew starkey x y/n #drew starkey fanfiction #drew starkey oneshot #drew starkey one shot #drew starkey fic

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akosijayjay · 3 months

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January and February dump

This is my most recent work of Lloyd, and my most recent work in general. I made this in the computer room at school with a painful high-sensitive mouse. We have these special course thing in our junior high, so every tuesday after class, I get to be in the computer room. For six hours... (My course is Visual Graphics Design. I'm kinda regretting it now since I've been thinking of becoming an architect... I can't change my course now since it's too late. Which is stupid.)

I'll try to draw more there! I really like drawing with a mouse cause I like the challenge. And since I'm not accustomed to a high-sensitive mouse, it'll be a bigger challenge for me!

I made these two in traditional then polished them digitally since I straight up just used a pen. I rarely use a pencil nowadays so I can learn to fix mistakes without erasing it. Usually it ends up looking like chicken scratch but I'm getting better.

My Harumi one is so bad lol.. When I was making it, my classmates around me were messing around and moving the chairs in the process, making me have to draw strokes with shaky lines. It's not that noticeable though since I made the lines thicker.

I was planning to make something for Rebooted's anniversary but I got busy... (And lazy) The PIXAL one was inspired by an animatic I saw.

If you compare the previous Arin portrait, yes, they don't look the same. I'm trying to find a look for Arin, as I do with every character, that I'll be satisfied with.

By the way, I'm kind of basing Arin's hair with my classmate's hair. Which is funny because my other classmates compared this artwork to my classmate, who looked nothing like Arin but have similar hair, commenting they're the same. (I'm not mad because I actually find this a bit humorous)

I was trying to make an animatic and this was going to be the sketch. But then again, I got busy and lazy. (Mostly lazy)

I accidentally changed their facial features a bit by accident on the second page because I forgot to reference the first page. It was tiring flipping pages every 5 seconds, ok! Also, I drew it after 2 days when I drew the first page, and I didn't have a design I liked for them yet. (...I just noticed Jay has different eye colors in both pages...)

I think I'm sticking to these looks for Lloyd. I'll try to make it accurate to this. (I think I did great with the first image of this post. Though, I made him too round for my liking.)

Discard the growing beard post redesign Lloyd has. That beard thing was supposed to be where his chin was until I realized it was too small. And it's still too small.

Child Lloyd is so cute! The eyeshadow wasn't intentional at first, but then it got me thinking, what if Lloyd had an emo phase? And now emo child Lloyd is my headcanon.

Pre redesign Lloyd kind of reminds me of TommyInnit, and I find it quite funny. Maybe it's the facial gesture, I know a lot of TommyInnit fanarts with that silly face.

For Dragons Rising Lloyd however, I want him to have long hair with his post redesign face. I'll try to make full body designs of the 4 Lloyds.

You guys probably don't care, and this is the first time you've seen me because I don't have an exact artstyle and I dont post as much, but I'm going to put descriptions now since this blog is going to be a silly little art dump! And blog posts are supposed to be descriptive. Which I should've done in the beginning and explained my works..

Anyhow

If you liked my art, thank you!

If you saw me before and told me I did well, thank you and I'm sorry!! I know my previous posts have gotten comments and I'm sorry I didn't respond.. I'm not trying to be ungrateful, I just don't know how to express my appreciation for your positive feedback! Or just reply in general... I get nervous even when I'm wearing my mask..

Please don't hate me, I'm just really anxious to show my work to people I don't know to the point where I might think people disliked my artwork when it's the opposite..

(I'll probably copy paste this in future posts now lol. But I AM thankful that some of you guys think my works are great!)

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yoonzinuhh · 8 months

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run to you

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𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 : seungcheol x reader,mingyu x reader (not a poly)

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲 : office au. boss x worker,co workers,fluff,smut,lil drama.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 : contains smut (minors dni)

𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿’𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 : this is purely fiction. i have no intentions in sexualising any artist,these just for entertainment purposes. let me know if you want to be added in the tag list (for the series/permanent tag)

series list , episode 1 , episode 2 , episode 3

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episode 4

things with seungcheol was pretty much simple. you stay late for work and end up fucking or you want to fuck so make excuses with work. which leads to him dropping you home almost everyday either you have sex or not. and with mingyu being busy on business trip it was easier. but you’d be lying if you say you don’t miss him. he’s your closest friend after all.

just like any other day you end up with a hot makeout session with cheol infront of your house in his car,probably ending with him eating you out and praising about how good you taste. and whats little unlikely was-

“do you want to come over” you say breathlessly which has now lead to him thrusting you from behind,his fat cock hitting your spot with every bang,one hand gripping you by your shoulder and the other on your waist as he forced you to look at the mirror.

“seungcheol r-right there yes YES YES t-there” you moan out and he just goes faster. pulling you closer,his breath hitting the back of your neck he pounds faster.

“y/n im close” he gives out a warning and slowly snaking the hand that was against your waist little lower and circling your clit. you feel your knees going weak,your rest yourself onto his chest,gripping his arm little too hard. you both reach you high,moaning each other’s name,running out of breath.

he slowly brings you down as he rests his back onto the bed’s leg making you sit between his legs,stroking and kissing your hair gently. once he sees you relax he kneads the sides of your thighs.

“can you give me one more darling? if you’re good?” you were tired from all the stand fucking but you know he’s going to make you feel so good. so good that you keep asking for more. every single time. so you just nod.

“good..i’m going to make you feel so good.” gripping your jaw and making you look at your reflection. “eyes on mirror pretty..hm?”

your reflection..well,you look pathetic. your eyes are teary from pleasure,nipples hard,drool around your face dripping through your jaw,his and your cum oozing out of your hole. you look pathetic. but to him that was the prettiest view ever. he made you feel so good. he’s proud.

opening your legs wide he slipped his fingers onto your core covered with hot slickness. massaging your lips he slowly drew his fingers through your folds. breath hitching you clench around nothing closing your eyes tight at the sensation. removing contact you whimper.

“i said eyes on mirror”

and you obey. his other hand makes its way to your boobs kneading the flesh making you feel more,and more. you feel another orgasm approaching due to his phase. bucking and squirming against his back trying to close,he gripped your legs more harder holding them apart.

waves crashing,white fuzz all over your head,your toes curling you feel it burst and he doesn’t stop.

“c-cheol oh my god c-cheol s-stop CHEOL” and before you could even process you feel your liquids splash out and your thighs trembling as you shake hard against his chest,your body raising up in the air. you see a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and see seungcheol’s eyes widen a bit soon turns into a smile.

feeling you drive out you hide your face onto his neck crook closing your eyes.

“that was so embarrassing i’m s-“

“y/n oh my god..that was so..so hot..we should do this more often” he winks giving your forehead a peck. after you were steady enough he took you up to the washroom for a small bath.

making sure you were all relaxed and cleaned he packed his things down.

“i guess i’ll leave then..”

and thats how it ends,the next day in office where you pretend nothing happened. like every other day.

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“he’s going to die in my hands” you mumble to yourself looking at your phone.

15 messages,4 missed calls,you were standing infront of sick mingyu’s house.

sighing you almost walk away when he opens the door at your last ring.

“y/n?” he said with a yawn. you were mad but he looked little too cute with that yawn and little too sick to be flicked on his head.

entering his house like it’s your own you put down the food and medicines you bought for him. turning back at him who looked like a confused puppy you raise your brows.

“do you have no habit of even looking through you phone ? or atleast inform someone how you’re doing when that someone calls you every hour to check on you ?” you basically rap while having your hands on his forehead to check his body temperature.

“worse. you still have fever” you sigh while glancing at his side table filled with all kinds of packed food,ramen and cans of soda.

“you’re fucking kidding. mingyu what’s wrong with you why do you- YOU ARE PUSHING 30” you storm in clearing his table while he’s just..standing.

“y/n..my mouth can’t taste anything..and..i made a mess in kitchen so my food is just..i just want to taste something okay” here. he makes that creasy face. somewhere between crying and annoyance. but god mingyu feels so grateful to have you as a friend. but he hates that too,that you’re just his friend.

“and that’s why i made you food and called you fifty thousand times but you just wouldn’t pick up” you say moving to his kitchen to throw the wastes.

“YOU’RE CRAZY DON’T EVEN GET INTO THIS KITCHEN AGAIN” you shout from inside and peak out to see him giggle while opening the food you made.

“okay mom”

“mingyu wait..have these first” you rush in to search through the bag to find his pills.

looking up you find him staring. he stares and stares. “y/n relax” he says as he walks onto you staring at you intensely. and for some reason you felt nervous. the way he looked at you,walked at you. something feels wrong.

you back off as he walks closer until you hit the table. he breaks the eye contact by glancing at your lips twice and going back to catch your eyes.

he wants to kiss you. he always wanted to. ever since you started bringing him food just so he doesn’t get sick. ever since you let him cry because of his family on your shoulder or ever since you held his hand tight during the roller coaster ride.

to be honest he felt bad. maybe he is mistaking your care for him. but he needs to do something before it’s too late.

“are you and mr.choi a thing..by any chance?”

a single no nod from you. thats all he wanted.

he gently places his lips onto yours,kissing you softly while his hands find the back of your head. he kissed you. mingyu kissed you. but you don’t.

hope you guys like this !! lmk to be tagged <33

tags : @shadowyjellyfishfest @thepoopdokyeomtouched @leah-rose03 @wonwootakemyheart @aaniag @fragmentof-indifference

#seventeen #svt imagines #svt x reader #svt fanfic #svt fluff #mingyu x reader #mingyu #scoups #scoups fanfic #scoups x reader #seungcheol smut #scoups smut #seventeen smut #seventeen mingyu #seventeen seungcheol #seventeen scoups #seventeen scenarios

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art-that-fucks-you-up-tournament · 10 months

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SET FIFTEEN - ROUND ONE - MATCH THREE

Excerpt from illustrated edition of The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (1972 - Errol Le Cain) / "La Mort de Marat (The Death of Marat)" (1793 - Jacques-Louis David)

EXCERPT FROM ILLUSTRATED EDITION OF THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER: This image is representative of all of part 4 of the poem The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, and is a part of a larger illustrated edition. However, I absolutely adore this piece on its own. Yes, it has the elements from the poem, but it adds so much mysticism to that section. I love the colors, the darkness and the blue with the splashes of color, and the albatross standing out, almost separate from the piece, in its blocky triangle with the red blood-like strings moving to the woman. I love how the ring of circles look like the phases of the moon, and gives me a sense of time passing, even with how immediate (i guess?) the albatross and the woman's interaction feels. Also, the ship becomes a ship of the dead, with the rotted sails and the hull of the dead crew. And then back at the center of it all is the Albatross. It also is just very 70s to me, and feels a little nostalgic, like an old fantasy novel cover or something. Its great on its own, and as an illustration of a poem, it picks up on the literal and the metaphors and themes of the epic. It just delights me. I would definitely recommend the poem, its a great epic about a stranded sailor and his doomed ship.

Something I just realized, writing this, is that there is no narrator visible, which I love. The poem is in first person, and I think that translates to this image. Obviously the reader is not the mariner, but there is a closeness that occurs with that tense. Same with this, the viewer is not on the ship, but outside of it, but we are viewing the scene from almost "over" the albatross, making that our focal point, and the albatross is what draws us into the rest of the scene. I love it.

(Sorry for the weird crop, I was trying to even out the curl from the page.)

Also, here are a few stanzas from part IV, (easily placed to be deleteable lol), for fun.

Alone, alone, all, all alone, / Alone on a wide wide sea! / And never a saint took pity on / My soul in agony.

The many men, so beautiful! / And they all dead did lie: / And a thousand thousand slimy things / Lived on; and so did I.

I looked upon the rotting sea, / And drew my eyes away; / I looked upon the rotting deck, / And there the dead men lay. ...

Beyond the shadow of the ship, / I watched the water-snakes: / They moved in tracks of shining white, / And when they reared, the elfish light / Fell off in hoary flakes.

And I blessed them unaware. / The self-same moment I could pray; / And from my neck so free / The Albatross fell off, and sank / Like lead into the sea. (@travelingsmithy)

LA MORT DE MARAT (THE DEATH OF MARAT): The first time I saw it was in a history textbook in junior high and when the teacher wasn't looking I tore the page out and used it as a bookmark in my diary for years. It looks the way pipe organ music feels. I want to fold it up and put it in my chest. (@ambientcrows)

(This is an illustration from The Rime of the Ancient Mariner book by Samuel Taylor Coleridge published in 1972 by The Arcadia Press, London. The illustration was done by Errol Le Cain. Only 100 copies of the book were printed.

"La Mort de Marat (The Death of Marat)" is an oil on canvas painting by Jacques-Louis David. It measures 162 cm × 128 cm (64 in × 50 in) and is held by the Royal Museums of Fine Arts of Belgium. A replica, done by the artist's studio, is also on display at the Louvre.)

#art that fucks you up tournament #polls #atfyu polls #id in alt text #cw blood #quite possibly the only set of images that are not cropped whatsoever

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32bitterra · 2 months

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Kirby & The Amazing Mirror turns 20 today. I drew a little something to commemorate it.

Sentimental old person rambling under the cut.

Amazing Mirror is my favorite video game, and it is one of my earliest video game memories. I played it before my sister was born, and before I could even READ. I distinctly remember calling it "Rock Hat Game" (referring to the stone ability) before my mother corrected me. For those unaware, the unique thing about this Kirby game is that the game lets you explore the Mirror World and beat the bosses in whichever order you want. This game was full of mystery to me as a child. This was before I had internet so I couldn't just look anything up. I was always wondering what I would find next. I spent HOURS trying to find rooms I hadn't been in yet, believing they held the most incredible secrets (a child's imagination is very powerful.) I believe I got my first glimpses of the final boss when I was around five or six years old. I remember Dark Meta Knight frightened me because of how fast he moved, but I loved the music that played when you fought him, so I'd leave the game paused just to hear it (too frightened to unpause it or else Dark Meta Knight would whoop my ass lol. Does anyone else remember holding the GBA speaker up to your ear to hear the music? I remember listening to the Candy Constellation theme like this.) Something this game is infamous for are the NUMEROUS times you have to beat the final boss, Dark Mind. I managed to get to his second-to-last phase, the giant eye, when I was six or seven or so. If I had to beat his first form four times, I wondered just how far it would go. I distinctly remember having a dream that some sort of mouse boss emerged from the eye (funnily enough, I got Squeak Squad for Christmas when I was nine.) I beat Amazing Mirror when I was eight years old. It was a Friday afternoon, and I was so excited to finally beat the game that my legs went numb lol. Fast forward a little to when I was twelve or so, I started trying to get 100% completion. This involves entering every room and getting every treasure. I know this game like the back of my hand now. When I was thirteen, I wanted to see how quickly I could beat it after watching speedruns. I can beat it 100% pretty quickly now. It's a game I like to play for my friends because I can beat it quickly and without dying.

The drawing above hardly begins to fully encapsulate how much I love the game, and I struggled trying to think of a drawing that could truly show my appreciation. In the end, I went for something rather simple. Emerald is my favorite spray paint color, but if you asked younger-me, I would have answered "Ocean." I was totally obsessed with finding all the spray paint colors, and I remember turning the game off and on to switch the colors to see how they'd look with the UFO ability. If anyone has read this far, tell me what your favorite spray paint color in Amazing Mirror is in the tags if you'd like! Also, the level backgrounds are absolutely beautiful in this game. They look like paintings, and I wonder if any high quality, non-GBA-compressed versions exist. The light blue Peppermint Palace background is my favorite (it's also my header.) Let me know what your favorite level and/or level background is as well. I'm gonna wrap this up because I've went on for too long blurting my guts out over a GBA game. I still feel like I've barely scratched the surface about all I love about this game. I will not be making this kind of long-winded rambling a habit though lol.

#kirby #kirby and the amazing mirror #happy 20th anniversary to this game #that feels weird to say this isnt right it cant be 20 noo that means im old #this uses colors only from the emerald kirby palette #beyond doodles #2024

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luxudus · 1 year

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Barosaurus and the Morrison Formation.

I just finished all my final projects and graduated from my high school, meaning i finally have the time to start posting again! This was a project I made for my high school art class where i had to illustrate something into 4 quadrants, each quadrant being done with differing materials. I was originally considering doing my sophont species: the Xy'ktals. But decided to do something more paleoart related since it was outside of my comfort zone at the time. This project took me almost 2 months to make, I started working on it in late march and submitted it in late may. And almost half of it was spent researching the life of this formation and trying to accurately reconstruct it. I hope you all enjoy this art piece

My Statement

As an artist who loves the natural world, I became fascinated with the field of paleontology long before I discovered my love for the possibility of alien life. I was introduced to the field by the Jurassic Park film franchise and was thrilled by all the big monsters made to scare. I bought their toys, watched most of the movies, and enjoyed most of it. Eventually I phased out of Jurassic park. Many years later, when I was into designing aliens, I found a youtuber who made me rethink how I designed alien life. Teaching me that the human body plan is far from universal and we would likely make first contact with something that looked more like a jellyfish or a worm than a human. While browsing through their other videos I found out they did paleontology, and once again my eyes were open. To see what the natural world looked like before mankind came to be was amazing. Getting to see plants and animals beyond my wildest dreams, so different they might as well be considered aliens. Yet they felt familiar, they felt relatable. That is what made me fall in love with the field.

Nowadays I casually look into paleoart, looking into the depths of time and into the earliest ages of life as inspiration for my own alien worlds. While working on this assignment, I realized that not many people are up to date with the modern idea of the prehistoric. Most still think of them as scaly screaming scrawny slaughter machines. Some might even still think of them as the lumbering dim-witted kangaroo-like lizards of the 1800s to 1900s. With this work i intend to change that My goal with this assignment wasn’t just to draw dinosaurs, but to show everyone just how amazing the prehistoric world was. But most importantly, these were animals at the end of the day, not movie monsters made to scare. They lived simple lives of joys and sorrows, felt love, played with each other, and found happiness in the small things. They were no different than the animals of the modern world.

Introduction

To showcase this, I drew the many species that lived in the Morrison formation of Colorado, Wyoming, and Montana. A basin of sedimentary rock dating to the Jurassic period 150 million years ago. Back then this place was a semi-arid environment, home to swamps, floodplains, and savannahs. But this place didn’t look like modern savannahs now. For one, angiosperms such as flowers, leafed trees, and grass only evolved some 10 million years after all the dinosaurs went extinct. Meaning almost none of the familiar plants were present in the jurassic. Instead of our familiar faces, Conifers, Cycads, and Ginkgos took the role of trees, horsetails were a common sight, and Ferns took the niche of grass. In fact Ferns were so prevalent they became their own biome known as the Fern Prairies

The animals are also far different too. Unlike the depictions spurred on by Jurassic park, of big, gaunt, and mindlessly ravenous reptiles designed to kill. Through finely preserved fossils we now know most of them were covered in varying degrees of feathers. Some may have had simple hair-like feathers while others were almost birdlike in appearance, since birds actually evolved from dinosaurs. Pretty much every dinosaur that didn’t have a beak had lips covering their teeth. Their hands would have faced each other rather than pointing downwards. Lastly we know that pretty much all of them were covered in enough fat and muscle to not have every detail of their bones poking out like a starved animal The winged bird like-creatures named Pterosaurs too have changed a lot. We now know they were also covered in fur, and were possibly brightly colored too. their hands faced each other in the same way the dinosaurs did. Surprisingly they walked on the balls of their feet like us, and some were even postured like us too.

Barosaurus: the main star The dinosaur that’s the focus of this piece is a young male Barosaurus as he stands near a conifer tree. Relaxing in the cool moist air brought on by the passing rain of a Cumulonimbus cloud Barosaurus was an enormous species of herbivorous dinosaur that helped define the Morrison formation along with many other species. They were a part of the clade Sauropoda, a group of herbivorous dinosaurs renowned for their extremely long necks and equally long tails. Barosaurus wasn't the longest or the strongest sauropod. but it was still impressive at a staggering 82-89 feet long. This behemoth was so huge their front arm alone was as big as a human. Most sauropods had a uniquely weird set of feet. The hind feet were round and had 3 toe claws that pointed outward. While the front feet were horseshoe shaped, with the fingers all fused together and an empty space at the center. Only the “thumb” has a claw while the rest of their fingers were bare, save for possibly a collection of jagged scales that aided in traction. Like mentioned earlier, Barosaurus was an herbivore that specialized in high level browsing. They were also surprisingly flexible, the structure of their neck vertebrae gave them a wide range of motion, allowing them to eat tons of plant matter in wide sweeping motions without having to move an inch.

Despite their sheer size, the juggernauts of the Jurassic were still preyed on from time to time by Allosaurus and maybe Ceratosaurus. To counter this, the Barosaurus has a few weapons at its disposal, It could possibly rear up on its hind legs to make itself look even larger or even to stomp on incoming attackers. But its greatest weapon was its tail. It was thin and flexible, allowing the Barosaurus and its relatives to whip at their attackers with a thunderous crack, stunning the predators and possibly leaving long stinging cuts in them. Speculated here, the Barosaurus was given a vibrant set of brown and black patterning as a way to distinguish themselves from other sauropods. They possess a large black dewlap to displace heat all in one area while the main body remains light in pigment and the head mostly white. Several Eye-like patterns run down the neck as a form of sexual display as they could potentially swing their neck around as a display of their flexibility to mates. The tail by contrast is a bright green as both a warning sign to predators and a way to communicate with other barosaurs. And long spines run from the head to the tip of the tail, making their whips even deadlier to any predator even considering going after them.

And now It's time to talk about all the other species that make this formation famous. Organized from left to right

Tile 1: Graphite pencil and Fine art pen An Ophisthiamimus basks under the sun on a rock in the foreground. They were a 3 inch long reptile that specializes in insect feeding. Despite its lizard-like appearance it was actually a Rhyncocephalian. A near extinct order of pseudo-beaked reptiles that dominated the early mesozoic, but were beaten back by tue lizards. The only surviving species of this clade is the Tuatara of New zealand

An old bull Brachiosaurus wanders across the drylands. They were a tall species of sauropod dinosaur that had a length of 57-72 feet long and weighed 28-47 metric tons. They were so big their forearms were as tall as an adult male. They Were herbivorous and browsed on high up plantlife such as the leaves of conifer, ginkgo, cycad, and tree fern leaves. Speculated here, they could have had a large and flappy dewlap to displace heat. They may have also had several sets of inflatable neck sacs for sexual display since it was found internal air sacs ran down their neck and invaded their bones to reduce weight.

A small herd of very young Dryosaurs head towards the brachiosaurus for protection, in the same way a school of small fish orbit around a whale. Dryosaurus was a species of small and nimble ornithiscian dinosaur that may have grown to be 7-9 feet long. They were Herbivores that fed on low lying plantlife, picking them out with their pointy beaks before chewing them with a set of cheek teeth. So far no fossils of fully grown Dryosaurus have been found yet, so illustrated here instead are very young members of this species. Heavily Speculated here, they might've had a set of feathers turned quills on their tails and arms to stop larger predators from grappling on them. This feature was purely speculative and might've never existed on them.

A female Harpactognathus catches an unnamed early mammal from a hole in the ground. They were an extinct species of generalist pterosaurs that hunted small inland vertebrates and had a wingspan of 8.2 feet long. They were a part of the family Rhamphorynchidae, an early group of pterosaurs known for possessing toothy beaks and a long, thin tail.

Tile 2: Colored pencil and fine art pen A young male Allosaurus tries to get with a female of the same species with his elaborate courtship dance. Flailing his arms, rhythmically stomping the ground and bowing his head to reveal the bright red crest, the female however is unimpressed. Allosaurus was a species of 28-32 froot long theropod dinosaur that was one of 3 apex predators of the Morrison formation. They were discernible by the 2 pointy crests above their eyes. They specialized in hunting large prey such as stegosaurus and will sometimes come together in packs to even hunt sauropods such as Brachiosaurus and Barosaurus. They would've used their short but sharp teeth to slash into prey like a machete and used their short but muscular arms to hold onto their prey. Speculated here, they could have sported black stripes and white splotches in an attempt at disrupting its outline and masking its eyes and ears. As well as having intricate mating dances that would've shown their flexibility and persistence.

A young female dryosaurus hides behind the Barosaurus' leg, waiting for the perfect opportunity to avoid the allosaurus and reunite with the herd.

A male harpactognathus takes off on the back of the Barosaurus. Speculated here, they could've had some sexual dimorphism like their azhdarchid cousins

2 Mesodactylus play around on top of the back of the Barosaurus/ They were a small species of pterosaurs that belonged to the family Anurognathidae, a group of small round and furry pterosaurs. They were estimated to be between 4-5 centimeters in length. Sadly not much speculation went into them, other than a faint stripe on the underside of their wings, and the potential presence of play behavior. Something seen in all young mammals, some reptiles, fish, and even bees.

Tile 3: watercolor paint, a bit of acrylic paint, and a bit of Graphite pencil A herd of Camptosaurs run towards a lake after a long odyssey across the muddy drylands They were a species of medium sized Ornithopod dinosaurs that were 20 feet long and 6 feet tall. They were somewhat related to the previously mentioned Dryosaurus but are closely related to Iguanodon. One of the first dinosaurs ever discovered and named. They have 5 fingers on their front arm but only the front 3 end in claws They were somewhat slow herbivores that may have lived in small herds, browsing on medium sized plants and competing with the many similar sized herbivores in the region.

A pair of male Gargoylesaurs rest under a conifer tree Gargoylesaurus was a small species of armored herbivorous dinosaur ranging from 10-11 feet long but less than 3 feet tall. They are an early member of the family Nodosauridae in the Suborder Ankylosauria, meaning this dinosaur is related to the somewhat famous Ankylosaurus. Not much was speculated here other than the presence of a blue stripe running down their face as a form of sexual display

A lone Cycad tree amongst the fern prairie

Tile 4: Digital art

A stegosaurus gets inspected by a young and curious Ceratosaurus

Stegosaurus was a medium sized herbivorous dinosaur that was 23 feet long and 10 feet tall at the back. They can be easily recognized by the large asymmetrical dorsal plates running down the neck, body, to the tail. As well as the presence of 4 tail spikes named the Thagomizer. They were herbivores that fed on ferns, horsetails, and cycads with their uniquely crown shaped teeth. They could’ve possibly been carriers for Cycad seeds the same way elephants help disperse the seeds of savannah trees. Speculated here, the dorsal plates and thagomizer are brightly colored orange as a threat display towards their predators such as Allosaurus and Ceratosaurus.

Ceratosaurus was the second of 3 apex predators of the morrison formation. They were a medium sized carnivorous theropod that ranged from 21-22 feet long and 5.2-6.5 feet tall. They are discernable by the 3 hump shaped crests on top of their head, their long and slender teeth, and the presence of osteoderms running down their body. They shared the same habitat as Allosaurus, and could’ve possibly fed on similar prey such as stegosaurus, ornithopods, and possibly sauropods. Uniquely it has been suggested that Ceratosaurus could’ve fed on fish too as a way to avoid competition with Allosaurus Not much has been speculated on their design other than a bright yellow face as a form of sexual display and horizontal stripes possibly as a form of motion dazzle camoflauge.

A Kepodactylus soars across the fern prairie with an unnamed reptile in its mouth. Kepodactylus was a species of medium-sized pterosaur from the family Ctenochasmatidae, their distinct from other pterosaurs by possessing a crest akin to the later on azhdarchid pterosaurs while also having teeth akin to the Rhamphorhynchoid Pterosaurs. This species had a wingspan of 8.2 feet long The illustration of them eating a reptile, along with the patterning is entirely speculative as there was very little information to go off of.

Another male Barosaurus observes the one in the middleground, wary on whether or not it could become a friend or foe. Despite our conception of large herbivores being gentle giants, that idea couldn’t be further from the truth. Many cases in our modern world show large animals such as Goats, rams, boars, water buffalo, rhinoceroses, and even elephants will retaliate against their predators to devastating effects. Hippos of all animals are the absolute epitome of this truth, they are extremely territorial and frequently kill everything that comes too close. At least 500 people die from them every year. In some cases they will even kill baby hippos that they didn’t have a hand in creating, just to ensure their own bloodline succeeds above all others. It was very possible that prehistoric life could’ve matched this aggression, if not exceeded it. With the barosaurus’ ability to rear up on its hind legs, It could’ve used this to clash with other barosaurs. Whether it be over territorial disputes, fighting for potential mates, or simple distrust.

A male stokesosaurus basks on a pile of rocks in the foreground, getting ready to fan out its neck plumage to cool off Stokesosaurus was a 10-13 feet long theropod dinosaur that was apart of the clade Proceratosauridae and the superfamily Tyrannosauridea. Meaning this dinosaur was a somewhat distant relative to the world famous cretaceous era superpredator Tyrannosaurus rex Speculated here, Their coat of feathers is a stark black to combat UV radiation, they possess a patch of neck plumage that could fan out to displace heat. With the streaks of white stripes helping break up its outline and cool down what could’ve been the heat sensitive parts of its body. They could’ve also had a white underbelly to form countershading Fun fact: one of my friends has the same last name as the first part of this dinosaur's name, so as a tribute to our friendship I modeled the patterning and coloration of him. The neck plumage a tribute to his hair, and the coloration based off his clothing

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Prompt #2 Bark

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An old tradition for budding young Gridanian conjurers was to ask the Elementals for their first cane. Firstly starting with a branch collected at the express consent from the chosen tree and then whittled carefully by hand. It built character, connection to one's tools, it was a rite of passage.

However, with every generation of conjurers there would be a select few who simply bit of more than they could chew.

One such plucky youth prayed before her chosen tree, a deeply rooted Redwood loomed above. It's lowest branches far higher than a seasoned botanist would consider worth the time to collect. Importantly it watched over her family's new home. At it's base was wrapped lovingly with red and white string, a small golden bell knotted in a bow, along with a wooden plate carved with a prayer in Doman. The bell chimed quietly, and the plate clacked with every brush of the breeze.

Sen one such plucky youth, with only 9 summers to her name - occasionally blowing long gingery bangs from her face. Wrapped in a dark green robe. Autumn leaves piled not far from where she was. She had knelt there for three quarters of a bell and was interrupted by the sneaking arrival of her friend, Dolyea Dahkra the dark faced mooncatte with deep crimson eyes and her expert tickling hands...!

A squeal from Sen and delighted cackle from Dolyea broke the peace, both collapsing in a fit of giggles.

After catching her breath, Sen playfully pushed Dolyea, "You scared me! I was right in the middle of praying-"

"You're always so busy praying now, studying and praying, praying and studying." Dolyea complained, "I hardly see you anymore."

Sen patted the air at Dolyea, "I know, I know. Old knifeear's doesn't give me any free time, ever!"

Dolyea sulkily picked under her nail with her fang, she looked up at the tree. "What're you praying to this tree for anyway?"

Sen brightened, then pointed, "I'm gonna get that branch for my cane." Both the girls craned their necks up, Sen sheltered her eyes from the sun with a hand grinning.

Dolyea frowned deeply, "Uh. That's pretty high up." Looking back down at Sen.

"Yeah!"

"You're not that great of a climber and even I wouldn't try that without help from my one of my sisters."

Confidently tapping her temple, Sen went to the other side of the tree proudly holding up some adult sized tree climbing gear. Boots with some jury rigged spikes were there too. "I got that covered, only an idiot would try to climb this without proper equipment. I begged Uncle Hara to let me borrow his gear for the afternoon to 'study it.'"

"I thought the old lizard threw out his back from working for the botanists."

"He did." She blinked at Dolyea, they stared at each other.

"Seeennn..." Dolyea drew out, "C'mon this is dumb, you can easily climb another tree to get a branch instead of this giant."

"No see, that's exactly why." Sen held up her finger, "No other kid is going to have a redwood cane like me, I've only seen a few adults with one. Do you know how jealous the other apprentices will be when they see me whittling that branch? Besides..." She fanned out her hand, "This tree has been watching out for my family, even if the climb is dangerous I'll be fine."

They stared at each other once more, the wind blew again rustling some leaves in place of crickets. Dolyea's concern phased out for frustration.

"What're you gonna do when you're so high up and can't get back down?" Dolyea challenged, fists on her hips - her tail whipping about behind her, "Or if you get stuck?" She threw up her hands, "Who cares what those other conjurer snobs think, you're already in the club!"

Sen puffed up her chest, cheeks burning, a big stomp on the ground, "You know it's not enough to just be there!" She was digging in.

Dolyea's ears perked with surprise then lowered sheepishly, usually it wasn't this hard to convince Sen to do anything. Had they really been spending that much time apart...?

Sen deflated then scooped her friend's hands, a sudden shift to worry - had she gone too far?

"Sorry! Sorry I didn't mean to yell, please don't be mad."

Dolyea huffed, decidedly, "The second you slip, or or- fall-" She stopped then squinted, levelling the threat solemnly. "I'm calling for your mom."

"Deal." She let go and stuck out her hand. They did a quick version of their 'secret' handshake.

With a little help Sen had strapped the gear onto her tiny waist, with they knotted the leather straps twice over so it fit snug on her body. Sen came prepared with a length of rope, a toothy saw, and a small leather water skin. The leather creaked against the knots, but it all felt as secure as it was going to get.

Dolyea did a quick double check, grimacing. "Don't die, please."

"I'll be fine, you'll see!" Confidence abound, Sen started the laborious climb up the tree. Two hands on the strap hugging the tree, toes spikes digging into the bark of the redwood as she climbed.

Meanwhile the keeper paced below watching, quietly praying.

Sen kept her eyes on the prize, her palms were sweaty, she leaned heavily in the belt wiping her brow with her sleeve frequently. Importantly, she didn't look down.

When she finally made it to the branch, she took a good break sipping generously from her waterskin. Peeking over her shoulder to look below, nearly losing all her nerve seeing how far up she was now. A shiver, a quick hug to the tree, a shaky prayer. The branch she came for was only ilms away.

Firstly she pulled the rope off, throwing it up a little further to another branch much thicker, and with a few tests for weight she looped the rope through her belt. Escape secured.

Carefully pulling the saw from her belt, she steadied herself to start the work. Spitting away the odd shavings of wood, shaking her head, rubbing her sweaty forehead into the crook of her elbow. Unbeknownst to her, leather slipped slowly with each pass over the branch she made.

Nearing the final passes, her hands shook with exertion, and... with a terrible snap of leather the belt that she was leaning so heavily into slipped up into her armpit throwing her off her spiked toe balance. She dropped the saw, panicked, swinging wildly - she saw the ground, the sky, her feet were far from the tree the rope carrying her far too quickly back to the ground. Screeching with terror, Dolyea screamed below with her arms open scrambling left and right trying to catch the falling lizard.

And she did, just with her whole body.

The girls wailed for help from where they laid, sobbing loudly. Mrs Urabe came first, with such speed only a mother could move at the sound of her baby's cries. Concerned neighbours appeared not long after to help. Inside they called Madame Dubois to patch up the sorry pair.

A little while later...

After crying out the story, sniffling the details, Sen and Dolyea received the scolding of a lifetime from their respective parents while Madame Dubois aetherically melded broken arms back in place, piecing together ribs. The elezen conjurer assuring Sen's parents this stunt was not in the lesson plan.

Satisfied, Madame Dubois brought her protégé back outside to the tree. Dusk settled over the woods. Sen hung her head, arm in a cotton sling. They stood for a few moments of silence before the elezen took a deep breath in and sighed.

"If you ever pull a stunt like this again, and survive you will no longer be apprenticed." Her back was to Sen, then she turned, "Is that clear?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"All this trouble and for what?" She asked, her tone calm but pointed, "You aren't going to prove anything to anybody if you're dead, Sen."

Sen swallowed, her head was bowed, "Yes, ma'am."

"Did you complete the prayers? You could have risked greenwrath-"

SNAP! THUNK!

Startled, the pair jumped at the branch landing in a pile of leaves. The wind blew at the back of Sen's heels, the chime of the tiny bell. Wide eyed she stared at the pile, moments away from a grin.

Madame Dubois stared as well, but she was reading the signs. Her eyes fluttered up in an exasperated eye roll, rubbing her temple with one hand. She looked down to find Sen pleadingly looking for permission.

"Fine! Fine."

Sen shot for the branch, scooping it up awkwardly in one arm, saying many thank you's to her mentor, to the tree, to the Elementals. The redwood leaned with the same breeze, leaves rustling contentedly.

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The Lemon Legacy: Generation 1, Chapter 23 - Team and Family Building

Luckily, Hector and the kids need little convincing and arrive at The Roll With It Bowling Alley around the same time as the Laurents' employees. Let's put on those goofy shoes and get rolling!

I go to a cool new place, I make my Sims pose for pictures. It's what I do.

I love the BFFs, but I made these guys, so they're all like my babies.

Drew is really good at the guitar, but really bad at bowling. Don't worry, The Laurents were too busy chatting to notice! Too bad their friends notice.

Xander: HA!

Drew: Shut up!

It's Ophelia's turn!

Xander: Too bad Hil couldn't convince Hector to hire Lemon as the singer and axe Tiff.

Moses: Don't remind me, Drew and I are the ones who will have to perform with her.

At least they didn't see Ophelia totally flop. She wonders what they're talking about.

Hector's a pro!

Greta: Way to go, Dad! You're the best! Tell those pins who's boss!

Drew: You trying to get a raise in your allowance?

Greta: No! I'm trying to get my curfew extended.

Drew: Classic.

Xander: Come on, what's that third trait of yours? We've got Ambitious and Music-Lover. Is it one of the lame ones like Lactose Intolerant? I'd be embarrassed to tell people too if a third of my personality was pooping myself if I eat too much pizza!

Ophelia: Not telling!

Xander: I know it's not Evil 'cause you've never cackled maniacally. Or Hates Children 'cause my nephew is existing over there and you're not having a meltdown over it.

Moses: She doesn't want to tell us, ease up.

Xander: Fine, keep your secrets, Lemon Tart.

I didn't know that if a kid is bowling, they put bumpers up on the bowling lane. Fun feature!

Jace still manages to get a gutter ball somehow.

Hilary: It's okay, honey. Practice makes perfect!

My man Jace looks like he really wants to use some forbidden words right now.

Obligatory post about Ophelia getting a strike because she's the Main Character.

Xander and Greta have their turns at the same time so of course he has to be a good uncle and show her how it's done.

Xander: Just like that and... Strike, baby! You see that, G?

Greta: Yeah yeah, no one likes a bragger, Uncle Xan.

Ophelia: Your family's pretty close, huh?

Xander: Sure. We're stuck together, we might as well like each other. Probably helps that most people don't get paid to hang out with their brother-in-law.

Hector: O-ho, you're lucky you're a good bartender, Alexander.

Ophelia: You go to Copperdale High, huh? It's so weird, every Sim I've ever talked to also went to Copperdale High.

Greta: Yeah, weird, right? Small world.

Xander: Sorry for bugging you about your third trait earlier. You seem cool. I'm sure you have your reasons for keeping it to yourself. If Hilary trusts you, you gotta be a pretty good person.

Ophelia: ...You know what, you got me. It's lactose intolerant.

Xander: I knew it!

Oh Hector. You poor oaf.

Greta: OMW Dad totally beefed it.

Moses: Is it bad to laugh at the man that gives me my livelihood?

Greta: He's the man that gave me life and I'm still laughing.

Hilary: It's okay, darling, we're just playing for fun.

Hector: Winning IS fun.

Everyone's hunger bars are looking a little yellow, so The Laurents treat everyone to a hummus and pita platter.

The way Hector and Hilary talk about their kids and how proud they are of how they're growing up, it makes Ophelia... uncomfortable. Parents can be like this?

Xander takes the opportunity to bond with his niece and nephew.

Jace: Wisp is the best Voidcritter! It can phase in and out of dimensions!

Xander: You're dreaming, kid! Pleuro's the best! It shoots water jets!

Greta: You guys are dorks... But Jace is right, Wisp is the best.

Ophelia steps outside for some fresh air. Later on, Drew joins her.

Drew: Doing okay? Nobody could find you.

Ophelia: Yeah, sorry. I'm not used to being around families that like each other. It's weird.

Drew: Tell me about it. My older brother still calls me a boogerhead.

Drew: Look, I don't know your deal. It's probably worse than being called a boogerhead. Either way, you're an honorary part of the Let Them Eat Cake family now. Moses and I are your new dads.

Ophelia: Aren't there gender neutral parent names?

Drew: Yeah, but Dad feels right.

Ophelia comes back in to play some arcade games with Xander and the kids. It's boys vs. girls!

Xander: Eat our intergalactic dust!

Jace: Go, Uncle Xander!

Ophelia: Aw, come on! This game's rigged!

Greta: Maybe you just suck.

Ophelia: I should introduce you to my friend Summer.

Greta: Ah! We're in the lead!

Xander: We can still beat them, J!

Ophelia: Oh no you don't!

Despite their rough start, Greta and Ophelia blast the boys to bits.

Xander: What?! Maybe this game IS rigged!

Greta: Hell yeah!

Ophelia: Double hell yeah!

#The Sims #The Sims 4 #The Sims 4 Legacy #The Lemon Legacy #TS4 #The Sims 4 gameplay #sims 4 #generation 1 #ophelia #xander #hilary #hector #greta #jace #drew #moses

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Copycat: Genesis —(Marvel Fem!Oc)

A/N: I loved writing these chapters bc Cat is always surrounded by men and I was desperate to get her out of that 🤧-Danny

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Listen to: ‘YOU AGAINST YOURSELF’ -by Ruel

xv: Miss Williams Holds Herself Accountable

"I do not need this shit right now!" Riri snatched papers from the board. "I swear to God, I was doing so well! Goin' to class on time! I must be dumb as hell— real dumb to think the princess of Wakanda and a young Avenger gonna show up at my doorstep and then shit about to pop off!"

Cat looked at her freaking out remembering how Peter had reacted when Tony had gone to his apartment to recruit him. It was a different world then, smaller.

"I think that I'm actually gonna take my chances with this merman— because at least he never brought the FBI to my garage!"

"I like her," Cat sentenced.

"Hey! Namor sank an entire ship of CIA operatives because of your little machine," Okoye informed her. "So those popo out there, are the very least of your worries."

"Oh, man," Cat muttered. "Is it wrong that I kinda like that Namor guy too?"

"Remember who's making your suit, Copy," Shuri warned her, then spoke to Riri. "Listen, we need to work together to get out of here. General, they've got us surrounded, maybe we should just split up?"

Okoye laughed. "Out of the question. Does this vehicle work?"

Riri made a face. "No."

"She's lying."

"Hey!"

"I'm sorry, you're not the one that's paying me," Cat shrugged.

"Everything in this lab works," Shuri pointed at the next option. "Including this bike."

"Don't even think about it," Okoye warned her. "Besides, there are four of us."

"Three of y'all. I'm takin' this."

Cat looked up and she felt a strange mix of emotions at the sight.

"You built one..." she said in awe.

"Whoo! I knew it! Don't tell me that you built this in two months!"

Riri chuckled. "I spent years on this. On and off... you okay?"

The mutant blinked back the tears. "Yeah! Jeez, I don't know... sorry, give me a minute..."

"Man, is it that bad?" Riri said worryingly.

"No," Cat turned back to her. "No, I just... Tony... it's a good-looking suit."

"You met Tony Stark?"

"He raised her," Shuri said. "All the Avengers did. Excuse her if she gets emotional. Have you flown it yet?"

"That thing can fly?" Okoye asked skeptically.

"There's an entire youtube channel dedicated to sightings of me."

"Spider-man and I had one of those when we first started."

"Didn't Spider-man come way before you did?"

"Riri, don't get on my bad side."

The lights went off abruptly. Cat activated M.O.U.S.E.

"Come!" Shuri handed the young girl a com, and Cat linked hers to their signal. "So we can communicate—"

"Don't try to scurry off—"

Cat nudged Riri forward. "You better soldier on, kid."

"You sure you good with what you got?" The girl asked her.

"Those are just men," Cat drew out her claws. "I won't even need my knife."

"The tactical unit will breach the entrance in three, two..."

"It's so nice to be back!" Cat whispered giddily.

"One."

The doors burst open.

"FBI DON'T MOVE!"

Cat teleported out of sight and reappeared behind one of the agents. She heard Riri igniting her repulsors. "Stay where you are!" Copycat pushed the man toward Riri's line of vision and the girl shot with no hesitation.

"Go little girl!" The mutant cheered. Cat disarmed the next guy kicking him in the face. Shuri got out of the car and activated her A.I., which drove Okoye out of the workshop while the woman shouted at her to get her out. "You'll be in trouble for that!" Cat teased her.

"Shut up and hop in!" Shuri shouted.

"Yes, your highness!"

Cat elbowed a guy and stole his gun, then kicked him on the crotch and shot him four times, though she pointed at his bulletproof vest. Another person attacked her but Cat seized them by the jacket and lifted them in the air, tossing them to the other side and knocking down two other agents in the process.

"Cat, stop playing we need to go!"

Copycat teleported one more time and landed on the back of the bike, she wrapped her arms around Shuri. "Can I drive?"

"If you find a way to switch seats in the middle of a car chase!"

Cat laughed. "It's like you don't know me."

"Griot! Give me a visual!" Shuri used a small elevation on the road to gain speed and caused two police cars to crash.

"That was amazing!" She exclaimed.

"Next one's all for you," Shuri replied.

"I'm calling dibs on the armored car," she joked.

"Okoye we're on our way to you!" The princess announced.

"Who's with you?"

"The Heathen!" Cat said happily. "We're having fun!"

"That is not a good thing!"

"Police car ahead!" Copycat announced. Shuri had to drift to avoid crashing against the car, and as she did, Cat jumped and teleported, landing on the vehicle's roof. "Go ahead!"

Shuri drove away from the scene, Cat stabbed the roof of the car with her claws, and with her free hand, she copied Wanda's powers and ripped the hood of the vehicle leaving it bare and at her mercy.

"Now, I'm no mechanic," with the scarlet mist, she seized the car's battery and pulled it out at once. "But I think this will do!"

The car came to a halt, Cat teleported and landed in front of Shuri.

"Holy shit!" The girl twisted the hand grip.

"Scoot over!" The mutant demanded.

"That's cheating!" Shuri let go and wrapped her hands around Cat's waist.

"I never play fair!" She replied. "I'm a better driver than you anyway!"

"You don't even have a license!"

"Irrelevant!" A car caught up with them and Cat smiled at the driver. "Hi, Okoye!"

"I don't understand why this country lets you walk around freely."

"I'm just really good at escaping prison!"

"We need to find an extraction point," the woman reminded them.

"There's one across the river," Shuri let them know.

"Hey, yo'— they're cutting off the bridge!" Riri said through the coms.

"I can't teleport you two at the same time," Cat informed them. "What now?"

"Princess, there is a surveillance drone locked onto you."

"How high?"

"Thirty thousand feet."

"I'm not sure I can go that high," Cat said worryingly. "I never teleport in that direction."

"Hang on," Riri said. "I got it..."

The girl went up without waiting for a reply, and Cat's hands started to sweat. "You got this, kid!" She told her. "Be fast!"

Riri took down the drone, but she was now falling aimlessly. Cat tense, preparing for teleporting to aid her at any moment. "Shuri?" She said.

"Wait," the princess replied. "Riri, are you okay?"

Silence.

"Riri!" Both young women shouted.

"Yeah," she breathed heavily, her suit turned on again. "I'm good!"

Cat shouted a couple of swear words but she was in the best of moods. "Good job, kid!" Ahead there were several police cars, Cat prepared to leave her spot again. "These will take a while," she mumbled.

"No worries," Riri told her, "I got a special delivery for y'all in three, two, one!" The drone landed directly on top of the police cars, clearing out the way. "You'll recruit me now?" The girl said humorously.

"Riri, if I ever make a team of super teens, you'll be the first I'll call!" Cat laughed.

"Nice one Riri!" Shuri exclaimed.

Cat drove faster across the bridge, Riri flew ahead of them but then she came to a sudden halt. At first, Cat thought her suit had malfunctioned, but then she heard something rolling down Okoye's car.

"Shit!"

A water bomb lifted the two transportations from the ground, Cat was quick to turn in the air and seize Shuri, she used Wanda's powers to shield the both of them and landed on the ground roughly. She left the princess there and ripped out the door of Okoye's car, Cat carried her out of her seat, also teleporting her to where Shuri was.

"Stay here," she said to Okoye, Shuri seemed to be a little stunned. "I'm checking on Riri—" The girl's body started to get dragged across the pavement, something was pulling her towards the water with a rope. "Hey!" Copycat set her free with her claws, she turned the girl around and examined her face. "Mouse, vitals?"

"Stable. She passed out."

"What the hell was that?" Cat looked over the edge of the bridge, but she couldn't see anything.

"That must be the merman," Okoye said grimly.

Next Chapter—>

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Interview with Matthijs

By: Sport1

Matthijs, do you remember what happened on July 19, 2022?

The FC Bayern announced my signing.

Correct. It's been a year and a little over a week since you moved from Juventus to Munich. How would you rate your first year?

A 2-*

(The grades in Germany are measured from 1 to 6, divided into 1: very good 2: good 3: satisfactory 4: sufficient 5: poor 6: inadequate )

Why? What would you like to improve in your game?

There are always things to work on. As a defender, mainly in defending, but I also try to score more goals from set pieces, for example. I think I need to do more with my head power. With assistant coach Anthony Barry, we work in training to ensure that our standards are generally more dangerous. I can contribute.

You are considered the leader of the future. Is it your goal to move up to the team's board?

If it happens, it will happen, but that is not my main goal. I can also take responsibility and support my teammates without being on the team council.

Your personal development certainly also includes the fact that you have learned a new language. By now, you can already give any interview in German without any problems.

And that is very important to me! I'm a defender and I have to communicate a lot with my teammates and give orders on the field. As a Dutchman, it wasn't a big problem for me to understand German from the beginning, but it was clear to me that I needed lessons to be able to speak German as well. So I practiced with our German teacher Max three or four times a week. That helped.

In which language will you communicate with your new defense partner Min-jae Kim ?

First in english.

What do you think about his commitment?

I am happy! Min-jae comes across as a very positive guy, he's a very friendly guy and I'm sure he will definitely be an asset to our team. He has achieved great things with Napoli, in Serie A, but also in the Champions League. With him, Dayot, Benji and myself we now have four very good central defenders. And we need options if we want to succeed in three competitions.

Last season, for example, Dayot and I played almost everything in the second half of the season because of Lucas Hernandez's injury, which was not easy because we were on call every three or four days and as a defender you always want to and have to push yourself physically. So it's good for us and good for the coach that we have several options. Min-jae will be good for us. He is a defender who brings a lot of intensity, but also concentration and calmness.

Does FC Bayern now have the best central defense in Europe?

There is no way I can answer that question and I think it is too early to talk about that because we have never played with Min-jae before and we need to get to know each other well on the field. In general, we need actions, not words. Purely in terms of names, our team is very strong, we have very high individual quality in every position. But: In football only the group counts, only the team. You can't do anything alone, it's definitely not going to work.

Last season, FC Bayern didn't always look like a unit on and off the pitch. In your opinion, was that the reason for the bumpy second half of the season?

There were several reasons, but I would say the World Cup in particular was a problem for us. Before that, we had a really solid run with a lot of wins, a lot of goals and a few goals conceded. Then the World Cup came and a lot of players came back disappointed: the Germans, the French, me too. Plus some injuries, long absences like Manuel Neuer, Sadio Mané and Nous. It wasn't easy! And then we drew three times at the start of the second half of the season and suddenly the pressure was there.

It became restless and we players didn't manage to get to our maximum. It was always only 60, 70 percent and in the end that's not enough. We weren't at our best in the decisive phase of the season and then even a very good first half of the season doesn't get you anything. Manchester City, for example, was nine points behind Arsenal in the late fall. At that point, nobody thought they would be champions again or even win the treble. But they were there when it mattered. For us, it was the other way around.

But that was also down to some glaring individual errors, especially in the Champions League when fellow defender Upamecano got it wrong against Manchester City

In football, the little things matter. But we all make mistakes. I've made mistakes too. And yet it continues. I think everyone should take a look at their own nose. If everyone gives their best and gives 100 percent, then we have a team that can play for any title.

A real nine-goaler like Harry Kane could at least get the team back to scoring more goals.

Possibly, but it's not that we lack quality up front. In the end, it's always a matter of self-confidence. And as I said, some players came back from the World Cup with little confidence. Serge , for example, was really reliable again at the end of the season and scored often. You need self-confidence, especially as a striker, and after the World Cup that was simply no longer present in many players.

Thomas Tuchel is a new coach who arrived at the end of March. What distinguishes him as a coach from Julian Nagelsmann?

Nagelsmann always wanted us to attack with a lot of speed and intensity. Tuchel values a bit more control, calmness and patience, especially in the air. In my opinion, that's the biggest difference. They are different philosophies, but both can lead to success.

How do you get along with Tuchel?

We have a very good relationship. He always gives me and also us as a team very good and clear information along the way. We talk a lot about the work on the pitch and that's what it's all about. I feel good.

Unlike you, two of your former Ajax teammates, Noussair Mazraoui and Ryan Gravenberch, have yet to establish themselves at Bayern. There are always rumors that they could still leave the club. Do you think they want to stay and prevail?

Yes, I think so. It's not so easy when you're always top of the table at Ajax and then suddenly you go abroad to an even bigger club. Then you're no longer the best talent of your youth, you're a newcomer who has to deliver right away. I also experienced that at Juventus. I'm sure Nous and Ryan will have a good season. You are currently training very well. It was also the case with Nous who was injured at the beginning of the first half of the season and had heart problems at the beginning of the second half. It was not easy for him. But he has great qualities, just like Ryan. It's important to stay fit and patient.

You sound like a veteran who has lived and participated in everything in football, but you are only 23 years old, where does that calmness and maturity come from?

I would just say that I have a calm and balanced life. I love my job, I love soccer, I love going to training every morning and putting in an hour or two of everything. After that, I enjoy being at home and spending time with my fiancée.

What do you like to do in your free time?

We like to be out in nature with our dogs. That perhaps gives me that peace and quiet you're talking about. Munich is a very beautiful city with very beautiful surroundings. I don't need the big hustle and bustle, I need to be able to switch off well in order to play football with full energy.

It sounds like you could imagine staying in Munich for a long time.

Yes, I definitely hope to stay for a long time. I have a very good feeling with this team and I fully identify with them and the club. I am very happy to have made the move to Bayern.

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#Qatar 2022 should not have existed #Leon and Matthijs agree that after the World Cup it was after the World Cup that everything got complicated #matthijs de ligt #fc bayern münchen #interview

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Hey, I sort of stumbled over your blog just as I was planning out a drawing that would involve a lot of weird and/or fancy clocks, but I've always been a bit rubbish at drawing mechanical things. By authority of being both a clockmaker-in-training and a pretty good artist, do you have any tips for how to design and draw a nice clock?

first of all: wow thank you!!!!

second UHH HMM drawing mechanical stuff is not really my strength either, but i think my advice for designing any kind of fun and interesting Items would be to experiment a lot with shapes and sizes!!

in high school we did an exercise in item design where we were to pick a household item, and come up with a new and interesting design! i picked an iron and doodled many iron shapes across many pages of my sketchbook, and i wish i had access to those right now BUT ALAS. i remember taking inspiration from a lot of art nouveau items, and the final product was shaped like a big ship, i think. it's a lot of fun! look up pictures of clocks from different time periods and style periods and exaggerate features and go wild!!!! wall clocks, desk clocks, grandfather clocks, pocket watches, wrist watches, big church tower clocks (look up the astronomical clock in prague!!), try them all!!!

also here are some clocks i drew in seventh grade when i was having a Clock Drawing Phase:

#HOPE THIS HELPS A LITTLE

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pioneeroverc-my-5000th-sideblog · 1 year

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Summary of April:

Was away at the beginning of the month and then when I got back got really unmotivated. I joined a Discord study check-in chat two weeks ago which helped get me back on track - hoping that my extreme competitiveness will help me at least get through the DAB stuff without giving up. I was really off track for finishing stuff, but I managed to pull it together in the end, and I think I actually managed to finish more of my monthly goals than I have in a really long time!

My drawing skill is kinda all over the place atm, which I'm hoping means it's going to consolidate itself into something better soon xD

Plan from April:

3x 100 comp ✗ forgot to do two of these AGAIN

5x scared ✓ didn't technically do 5 but they were longer than 5min anyway

DAB Lesson 7 - 2 vehicles ✓ YEAHHHH

Proko - shoulder bones ✓

DrawThis - 2x 2h videos ✓

Rough sketches for all 5 FEH alt ideas ✗

1x background sketch/screencap study (1h timer) ✓ well I drew over a bunch of rooms and discovered that I can't do it in an hour

1x simple form studies (1h timer) ✗ did do some form studies though not 1h

Look at how FEH artists handle small details/trims with lineart ✓

May plan:

at least one day/week playing games (not art but important to relax with)

Draw May 4th/5th pieces

Rough (pose) sketches for all 4 FEH alt ideas and finish current one before 8th

10x scared

4x 100 comp

Proko - review notes + watch shoulder critiques

Proko - pecs and breasts I guess

4x Ges Draw Party

DAB Lesson 7 - 4 vehicles

1x master study - comic background or screencap study with perspective

notes and improvements from finished stuff:

USE PHOTO REFERENCE FOR EXPRESSIONS and try more open mouths ✗ did expressions but not referenced, do more hair studies ✗, use photo reference to figure out stylised ¾ eyes AND NOSE ✓, push unhorizontalness ✓, see how other (FEH) artists handle trims ✓

5MIN SCARED IDEAS: find good hair examples and trace ✗, find ¾ photos and trace eyes/nose ✓, trace torsos for gesture ✗, review/learn leg muscles ✗, trace thigh high boot opening contours from actual photos ✓

knoll: not detailed enough (did a drawover to add details which made a BIG difference), hand unintentionally too wide, browbone doesn't go in to lead into cheekbone

h/ux: not enough ribcage space, crop looks like his forearm is just really thin, eyes aren't in perspective (not lined up + eye area is a bit too wide and flat), hand wasn't referenced and it shows

elan: values too close, REALLY BAD HAND, antennae shouldn't be that swivelled, folds don't make any sense

t/ana: tried to do too much of a dynamic pose and made an unnatural twist between upper + lower halves, eyes aren't looking at viewer, arm holding bouquet/shoulder/underarm area is flat and too far off to the side, lighting not consistent + shading on skirt too conservative (should have pushed the back of it way further into shadow to bring out the roundness), sash thing has no texture and is placed really awkwardly because I realised during the colouring phase that the entire skirt was off-centre, value contrast too low (not engaging to look at). HOWEVER I did try to clean up my lines AND shading at the end, and also used a much smaller brush (doubled canvas size to A4 and used a 3px/1px brush) so it looks a lot neater overall

ACTIONABLES: USE PHOTO REFERENCE FOR EXPRESSIONS!!!!! JUST DO IT, do hair studies, decide whether majority of piece is going to be dark or light and base contrast around that, draw out ribcages (+ shoulder bones) for every sketch, use photo/RL reference for EVERY HAND - even doodles, do a separate detail pass the day after 'finishing' something, use photo reference for folds

5MIN SCARED IDEAS: find good hair examples and trace, trace torsos for gesture, review/learn leg muscles, draw one hand, identify fold type in clothing photos

#end of month

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nirvanox182 · 2 years

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SponbeBob SquarePants from SpongeBob SquarePants.

This is actually my 200th drawing, and I wanted it to be something special. SpongeBob was such a huge part of my childhood, I remember being very excited about turning on the T.V. to tune in a new SpongeBob episode.

When I was in elementary I drew SpongeBob everywhere! I even had my locker decorated with SpongeBob stickers and drawings made by me, even my notebooks where SpongeBob themed, I was obsessed with it even as I was entering High School, I still loved SpongeBob, even though many of my classmates called me immature for still watching kids shows, I didn't care, I just loved SpongeBob so much! But weirdly over time he just like phased out of my life, and without realizing I stopped watching it and stopped talking about him, and it's been years since I watched a new episode of SpongeBob.

It was about a couple of months ago that I was reminiscing about my childhood shows, and with some friends we started talking about SpongeBob and how he is still going strong, and how the memes and stuff is still keeping him on our minds, and we remembered how fun the show was! We talked about the movie and how it had a kicking soundtrack especially the part of the Goofy Goober rock haha, and at time I was deciding on my 200th drawing, and how it had to be something special, and just like that I decided that SpongeBob deserved that spot.

As you can see he is on his Goofy Goober Rock costume; I wanted it to be like that because after all this years of watching the movie, the message of the film still resonates in me, being a kid is awesome, we always have to preserve the kid inside us and set it free when it needs to, being an adult kinda sucks sometimes and we need that kid inside us to give back joy to our lives, everyone told SpongeBob he was just a kid, but in the end just look at all the amazing things a kid can do.

I even love the lyrics of Goofy Goober Rock, "I'm a kid you say, when you say I'm a kid I say 'Say it again' and then I say 'Thanks!' Thank you very much, so if you're thinking that you'd like to me, go ahead and try the kid inside will set you free" so cool song and lyrics.

Thanks Stephen Hillenburg for keeping your kid inside alive and creating SpongeBob, more than 23 years later and he is still rocking!!

#art #drawing #dibujo #dibujos #pencilart #pencildrawing #nickelodeon #spongebob #spongebon squarepants #bob esponja #bob esponge #nicktoons #nick #nickrewind

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erikahammerschmidt · 2 years

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I love how different minds work.

One time I was having a conversation, with another awesomely creative neurodivergent geek... about alien creature design, and how I love the challenge of trying to imagine... something that evolved on another world, and ended up looking COMPLETELY different from any Earth animal.

(Yep that’s a thing I drew, in high school... more on that later...)

Like, what things do we assume are universal, whenever we imagine a living creature? And how do we make up an alien that breaks those paradigms? And how weird and impractical can it get before it's outside the boundaries of what COULD, hypothetically, evolve (bearing in mind, of course, that a lot of what evolved on Earth is super weird and impractical too, because evolution does NOT result in the "best" design, it's just whatever it managed to evolve with what it had, to become as compatible as it could with the environment it happened to be in at the time).

Anyway, when I went through my most enthusiastic phase of this, in my teens... I made several tries at designing an alien with one of the few features that I knew I'd NEVER seen in Earth life: a body that moves on WHEELS instead of legs.

Of course, the obstacle to this is that a wheel needs to be able to spin independently of the main body, so how could it be a body part? And back then, I could imagine two possible ways:

#1. The entire creature is basically torus or cylinder shaped, and moves by rolling. The body IS the wheel.

(here is a drawing from one of my high school art books, with a scene from a very multicultural spaceship... featuring a Cyclian, one of the aliens I designed in this style. It is, quite fortunately, dated, so I know this was 1997.)

#2. Alternatively, the wheel is a separate creature, born together with the main one. They are like conjoined twins, but not actually connected, more like being born with arms linked. A loop of the main body goes through the wheel. Wheel eats and drinks separately, maybe shifts its weight to help with motion. There can be some other appendages to help propel it, maybe a pushing leg on the ground, or arms that turn the wheels like on a wheelchair.

(Here is a truly horrible quality scan of one of my paintings from slightly before then, maybe 1996, maybe earlier 1997. Meet my spring-legged aliens, and their Wheelberry Beast with its one long cylindrical wheel and little pushing leg. This is also an alien riff on food-producing livestock like cows and hens, because it grows edible “fruit” on its tentacles.)

Years later, I realized there are a few more possibilities:

#3. Same as #2, a loop of the main body goes through the wheel, except the wheel is not actually alive. It's made of some non-living material that forms along with the rest of the body and then lasts for life without regenerating itself. Like tooth enamel. (Downside: like tooth enamel, if it wears out you're screwed.)

#4. Same arrangement, except the non-living wheel does regenerate itself, because it's made of layers of something like keratin, forming periodically on the skin of the "axle" loop. Maybe wheels are shed and grown seasonally like antlers. Maybe the growth happens in hibernation, and the first thing the alien does after waking up is to loosen the innermost keratin layer, separate it from the flesh like a lizard shed, and get the wheel spinning.

So, a couple years ago I was infodumping about this to another nerd... and she suggested one more way! One that had not occurred to me!

#5. In her idea, the creature is not born with wheels, but is born with some type of magnetic organs inside it, where wheels could go. And then... finds things to use as the wheels, and they attach magnetically.

I asked her what these things would be... flat rocks or something? And she said she was imagining them as the discarded shells of some other creature, like how a hermit crab uses snail shells instead of having one of its own.

I was like WOW that is a whole different perspective! And it really makes me think about what we even mean by a creature that has wheels. If the wheels can be foreign objects, basically used like tools... then, is that kinda the same thing (on a much simpler scale) as humans "evolving wheels" by learning to make wheeled vehicles?

And then this idea inspired another one from me!

I took another look at my own paradigm, in which I had been trying to find ways it could work with the wheels being part of the body... and realized I could COMBINE that same approach with the new idea of a detachable-wheels model.

#6. Maybe there are multiple creatures, including some that are wheel-shaped and others that have different types of limbs, but they're all the same species! And they're a social species, with individuals adapted for different tasks within each family, like an ant colony! And the whole family can combine into a wheeled vehicle, whenever they need to get somewhere fast...

Moral: Get nerds together. You will be AMAZED at the ideas that happen.

P.S. Writing this, I just thought of #7:

The wheels are not actually separate from the body! But the flesh that connects them is flexible and stretchy, like a rubber band. Lift up each wheel one at a time, like a paw, and spin it until tightly wound up. When all 4 (or however many) wheels are wound up, set them all down and let loose! Only good for short sprints before you need to recharge again.

#drawings #paintings #creature design #science fiction #aliens #neurodivergent #art #artists #evolution #biology #wheels #brainstorming #ideas

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lalalovezfrenchfriez · 5 months

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Flyin Frydays

authors note: sorry for last week, it's been a sorta crazy few days!! I hope again you all like this part? idk, this is an important part of the story, and while a little troublesome to write, I got thru it :3 love y'all!

My brother, JD, is in his car, a Toyota Corolla. It’s a sleek gray with some nice mods on it, a huge exhaust, a battery for speed, and some luminescent buttons. JD got it when he was 16, and Papi had been building the car for ages for him. He nicknames it, stupidly, the Yum Bug, since he uses it around LA for his munchie ass adventures.

In the passenger seat is Emi, with his dealer Brian Welter and Elliot Pabalan in the back seats. Elliot is JD’s companion in finishing Brian’s infamous Canned Cannabis Joints. This is where Brian rolls a fat ass j about the size of a soda can. Or so he claims. I’ve never seen it before. I’ve only seen JD passed out at 10 even though he works out at that time. I drew on his face.

Emi waves to me. “Hey girlie!”

I wave back, my tears hidden behind the fog as I step in. “It reeks,” I say as I inhale more of my cig and puff out.

“Really Manzanita?” JD lowers his radio thats blaring some 2pac as he stares at me. “You know the rules, Manz,”

I offer the cigarette to him with a grin.

He takes it and throws it out the window. “¡Puta- this car is holy! None of your stupid tobacco shit better be in here!”

“¡Pendejo I never got to fuckin’ finish!” I shout back as he shoots off into the night.

Brian is sitting in the middle, being the skinniest, and Elliot is behind JD, cramped with his football abled body.

Emi tickles my knee as she applies a perfect black lipstick to her lips. It really matches her eyes. “So, how’s your her-mana Laura?” It’s really cute how Emi tries to pronounce Spanish. She talks too much like a gringa for it. I take her hand and tickle it back. She squeals.

“Laura is fine, got her all dolled up for a frat. She should call later.“

JD nods, “Bueno bueno! I like to hear that.”

Elliot is drinking water, probably already high. “Hey I heard you got dumped.”

Now, I usually don’t mind if Laura asks me. She’s my friend who I barely see; She wouldn’t know. But Elliot, as I know, is a chismoso.

Brian looks over, and he cuts the conversation. That’s why I like him. Brian never likes gossip. “What? Humped? No no- this is the Dumb smoke! This maria-juanita is going to get you dumb as fuck! I dunno if I got enough for a CCJ bro, but I know it’s definitely enough for us.” I poke Brian a little. He gives me a soft smile while he looks at Elliot.

I never really grew up liking Elliot, he always seemed to like me, and JD of course knew. It’s not that he’s bad or anything, just annoying. Even after I came out Elliot seemed to think maybe it’s just a phase, like Emi being goth. But now she’s attending community college with her dark hair that’s fried with pinks and purples, pale legs covered with fishnets and her eyes darkened with heavy eyeliner. Elliot is hilarious if he thinks I’ll stop loving girls because he just plays football at San Diego State.

Elliot tries to say something to get back to the topic, but Emi butts in, “Guys, should we try to get Río on weed?”

It’s not like I never liked it, in fact I first smoked with JD. But I just felt too weird, too quiet- I felt almost ravenous when I saw bread. I nearly broke into Mamí’s bakery to eat the conchas y paletas, but Brian and JD stopped me.

“As long as we get food in Chinatown, I don’t give a shit.” I shrug.

“You sure they’re gonna be cool with us?” Elliot asks.

The whole car shifts, uncomfortably.

Maybe I am a hater, maybe I am just annoyed because he tried to bring up my ex a second ago, minutes after I told my first love that I never want to see her again. But Elliot has to stop ruining the moment.

But we all had felt it. The potential racism, judgement and even deadly stares we all could face when we enter the bridge to Chinatown.

JD proudly exclaims, “Who gives a shit?! Brian?!”

Brian is rolling the joint, and I watch as he licks the joint closed. “Not me brah.”

“Emi?”

Emi smirks as she looks behind to me, “Nothing scares me!” I laugh, knowing she almost pissed herself to get the courage and compliment her now boyfriend’s mohawk.

“Manza?!” JD screams. I didn’t even realize, but the speed of the car has increased. He has a great grin, revealing the canines he used to hate in middle school. His jaw is sharp with a tensed look, and his dirty eyes are gleaming. He’s high. I smile. My heart is beating fast. “!Jorge, ya no tango miedo a la muerte!”

“THEN LET’S GO—!”

JD never finishes his sentence. I turn and everything flashes like pictures in my mind. It’s a lime green car that rams into Emi’s side. Her frizzed hair blocks JD’s view and he turns the wheel towards the car. The car finishes going in front of us. Brian flies a bit out of his seat, going unconscious. Cannabis flies everywhere. Elliot smashes his nose against the headrest behind JD. I can’t breathe. I can’t hear. I also fly forward. My right side of my face smashes against the headrest. In my last few moments of consciousness, I see a red painted Emi. JD’s body is mangled. I feel upside down. Elliot is shouting my name. Brian is trying to crawl to me. I can’t feel anything. I feel trapped.

I don’t know what happens. I just let go. I just mumble my brother’s name. I think of Mama, Papi. I think I see Abuelo Oso. He looks the same as he always does. He smiles at me. “Mija? Por que estas aqui? Levante...No llore…”

“RIO!”

I pass out.

#writing #<3 #writblr #writeblr #flyin flydays

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