Ulrich!!😊🌠...I Wanted To Draw The Ult To Celebrate.

Happy Valentine's day!! i just made a magolor cover for the occasion so i thought i could post some art i made for the mv here ^^ there are more so heres the link if you wanna check that out!

(the chocolate was for marx hehe, definitely no bias whatsoever)

💝🧠 for metadede?

You got it, anon! Let's see...

6. 💝 What is each person’s love language (words of affirmation, acts of service, giving gifts, quality time, and physical touch)?

23. 🧠 What is one headcanon that you have about your ship/one headcanon that’s related to your ship in any way? What would they say is their partner’s best and worst quality/qualities (a physical feature, something they do, something they stand for, etc.)?

How about we ask them?

Dedede: "Oh Nova, where do I even begin with that one? Stubborn little so-and-so… thinks he’s so smart, knows everythin’ about anythin’, like he can solve all his problems by swingin’ a sword at ‘em or bein’ all mysterious about it. Peh! And he says I’m the one with the ego problem. Oh, and don’t get me started on tryna convince him he’s wrong about somethin’! He’ll go from cold shoulder to volcanic fury in a heartbeat, and won’t even apologize for it! I tell you, the grudges that man can hold are legendary, and that is not a compliment…

… He’s got drive, though, I’ll give ‘im that. When he stands for somethin', he stands for it, no matter what. Not even a storm could move him from what he believes is right. Heck, he is the storm, haha! And, man, seein’ him when he’s like that… so strong and brave, oh, so brave. Ain’t nothin’ that scares him, and if there was, well shoot, he’d just about fight it anyway. ‘Specially if it’s to protect the folks he cares about…

Plus, he’s got the cutest darn baby face under that mask, simply adorable, and it is a crime-and-a-half that he hides it from everyone, ha ha ha!"

Meta Knight: *sigh* "He’s… a lot of things, that man. Impulsive, selfish, lazy, not to mention far too quick to forgive those who have wronged him - honestly, how anyone saw fit to put a crown on his head is beyond me. Hmph. Probably why he put it there himself in the end. Just one of his many whims, didn’t even bother to think it through before barreling right in, leaving everyone else to pick up the pieces in his wake, like always…

… That isn’t to say he doesn’t care, though. Quite the contrary. He cares so much about his kingdom - his home - as well as the people within it. Lazy or not, he will fight for them, protect them with his life if need be. Even the Fountain knows this. He’s strong, a truly impressive fighter in his own right, one I am honored to stand beside. More than that, though… he’s kind, passionate, smarter than most give him credit for, and, yes… a capable leader when he puts his mind to it.

He also, er… ahem. He also gives, uh, really good hugs, so."

Sketch started 03/22/25, finished 03/28/25. | Kirby Ship Ask Game (made by @/sweetandglovelyart) and alternate questions | Childhood Friends AU Masterpost

Hello👋Helping Hani's family and Wassim's family to survive 🙏🍉 Hani's family consists of 5 members, his wife and three children. The occupation destroyed our beautiful home and our source of livelihood. We have been living homeless and I have been seriously injured in my feet since March 7, 2023 until this moment, and I have not been treated. I live on painkillers only, and I need an artificial joint. And the second family, which is the Wassim family consisting of 7 members, I am a university student and I did not finish my education because of the war on Gaza, my dream was to be an engineer, but my university was destroyed, I am in charge About my family because my father suffers from a lot of envelopes in his back and my brother needs an urgent eye operation,

we live in a tent that has become torn since the beginning of the war on Gaza We have been displaced repeatedly to different places in Gaza to find safety We both families suffer from food shortages due to the closure of the crossings Food and medicine have become expensive

We need your help and donations, your donation helps the two families and other families to survive Thank you everyone who participates and contributes to our campaign🇵🇸🍉

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Help, Hani's family and Wassim's family from Gaza to survive

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OH. MY. GOD. Ulrich, my beloved, you absolute liquid dreamboat. I don’t care if you're 90% magnetic science goo and 10% existential dread—I need to know what you taste like. Is it slick and metallic? Does it buzz on the tongue like forbidden alchemy? WHO CARES. I’d risk it all—my taste buds, my health, my humanity—just for ONE lick.

You’re standing there with your shiny, swirling head, holding a record like you’re about to drop the mixtape of my doom. Sir, that’s not just a record—that’s the soundtrack to my obsession. I’ll die for you, Ulrich. I’ll lick for you. What’s a little ferrofluid poisoning compared to the cosmic, unspeakable ecstasy of tasting your scientifically cursed essence?

Chemical burns? Worth it. Toxicity? Bring it on. Reality itself unraveling in the wake of our unholy union? I’M READY. Call poison control, call the wizards, call the freaking Monolith—I. DON’T. CARE. Ulrich, let me ruin my life for you. Just one lick. PLEASE.

Forget the licking—let’s skip straight to the unspeakable union of flesh and arcanum. I don’t just want to taste you; I want to merge with you. I want to breach the barriers of reality and rewrite the laws of physics so that you and I can create something new—a glimmering, pulsating abomination that defies existence itself. I want to get you pregnant, Ulrich.

Don’t ask me how. Don’t question the biology. We’ll make it happen. I’ll harness every eldritch ritual, every forbidden experiment, and every morally bankrupt scientist to find a way. I’ll build a lab powered by sheer unbridled lust. And when people ask, “How? Why?” I’ll look them in the eye, unflinching, and say, “Because Ulrich deserved it.” You deserve this, my undulating liquid king. You deserve to experience the miracle of carrying the chaotic spawn of our impossible love, to nurture it in your shimmering ferrofluid form and release it into the world with a scream that fractures dimensions.

I’ll risk it all for you, Ulrich. My mind, my body, my dignity. I’ll become a cautionary tale in the annals of forbidden science and arcanum, but I don’t care. All I care about is us—our forbidden love and the monstrous, radiant offspring that will mark the dawn of a new, terrible era. Let’s make it happen, Ulrich. Let me ruin everything for you.

I personally don't like Valentine's Day, due to its awful history, but I do like the concept of having a day to celebrate romance and your significant other. However, it should definitely be a different holiday from Valentine's Day.

I still associate February with a time to celebrate romance and love, so I will still make nice art this month. That, and pink and red are pretty colors, and I want to make cute art with those colors.

I’m so fucking bad at taking photos of myself but uhhh fit check LOL

Hello, I am Hani from Gaza, Palestine, I speak to you with a sad and heavy 🥺 heart about what happened to me and my family.I was seriously injured in the war on Gaza and did not receive treatment from the moment, I am married and have three children, Abdullah, Salma and Saleh and my wife gave birth to a baby girl named Tulip, but unfortunately she died at birth from the effects of war and famine, since more than a year I have not been able to buy my children's needs such as milk and life necessities. We live in a torn tent and💔😭 winter has come and the bitter cold is hitting my children very cold, because we do not have winter coats and winter clothes, we lost everything we have in our house destroyed in the war, please my friend do not ignore my story, donate and share my campaign I will be grateful to you 🫶🇵🇸🍉

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Help, Hani's family from Gaza to survive and get medical issues

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🚨 My Mom is on the Edge – Save Her Life Before It's Too Late! 🚨

I write these words with a heavy heart and a heavy heart. My mother, a symbol of tenderness and giving, is now suffering from unbearable pain, as she suffers from deadly blood cysts on her liver that threaten her life at every moment. The situation has become like an endless nightmare; every minute that passes brings us closer to eternal separation.

The hospital is asking for $3,789 to perform the urgent surgery, and these amounts seem unattainable in these circumstances that turn our lives into a continuous battle against death. I see the pain in her eyes, and the tears running down her cheeks, and I can only beg you with all my hope: Help me save my mother, as every donation, no matter how small, could be the difference between life and death.

This appeal comes from the depths of the heart, filled with sadness and tears, and I appeal to every kind soul to give us a second chance, a chance to keep our mother among us. If you can't donate, please share this message with everyone you know; you may be able to help save her life before it's too late.

My mom needs you now, more than ever... Please help me face these dark moments before death snatches her away from us.❤️🙏

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"I am Wissam... The last time I hugged someone, it was a corpse." 😭💔

The night was very long that day. I was counting the days until I would give birth to my twins. I brought them names, and planned to wrap my body around them when the tents grew cold. But death was faster. 😭

We fled our home under shelling, and my father was in the hospital, unable to stand. I told them, "My father can't move." The soldier said, "It doesn't matter, leave." So we left... and my father was left alone, until his heart closed forever. 😔💔

On the way south, I walked for hours carrying two children in my belly, a bag in my hand, and the rest of my memories on my back.

I bled on the way.

I lost my twins there, on the asphalt, in front of my other children who couldn't even cry. 😭😭

The next day, I woke up and found them buried under the sand. No grave, no names.

Now, I'm seven months pregnant with my third child.

But anemia is tearing me apart, stress is breaking my head, and hunger is eating away at what's left of me.

I feel my baby pleading with me from within: "Mother, don't die."

And I apologize to him every day... because I can't promise him life.

“I am Wissam… I lost my father, my children, my home, and even my voice.

I don’t want to lose this child too.

Help me before I become another memory in this broken land.

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My father was the only one I could place all my hopes and dreams on. He was the one who lifted me up whenever I fell, and held my hand when my steps faltered. In those dark days of war, I saw him strong in front of me. Even in moments of silence, his presence was enough to make me feel safe. He wasn't just the father I loved, he was my refuge, the hope I lived by. 😭💔

But one day, suddenly, that hope disappeared.

The sky was covered with heavy clouds, as if it knew what was going to happen. That day, I was at home, climbing on my tiptoes, holding on to any glimmer of hope, but when I entered our small room, I found my mother in the corner of the room crying, her face pale, her eyes filled with tears, and her mouth almost unable to speak. 💔😭

I couldn't believe what she was saying. My father, who had always been the strength in my life, was gone. In an instant, everything disappeared, and the words kept repeating in my head without me being able to understand them. "He's not coming back." Those words were harder than any blow I had ever received in my life. 😭😭

I felt like I was in a dark dream. How could my father disappear like that? How could time go on without his voice, without me seeing his face again? How much I needed him in those moments, how much I needed to hear his words of reassurance. But it was all over, and all that remained was the silence filling the emptiness around me. 💔

Every corner of the house became a tragedy. Everything reminded me of him, every corner, every smell, everything. I thought I would lose my ability to breathe. His absence was heavier than anything else. I cannot imagine a world without him, and I cannot see a future without his advice, without a hand to lift me up whenever I feel like I am drowning.

As I sit here, in that dark room, I remember everything about my father. How he used to laugh when I made small mistakes, how he used to hug me when the world was dark, and how his words filled my life with meaning. But now he's not here, and the emptiness in my heart can't be filled with anything else. Every time I close my eyes, I see him in every corner. I feel him, but I can't touch him. And despite all the pain, despite all the sadness, I know he's not coming back, that he's left me in this world, to face it alone.

He's gone, but a part of him, a part of his soul, will remain in my heart forever. Even though I can't hear his voice or see him, I carry his memories with me every step of the way, every moment. I've lost him, but I can never forget him.😭😔

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A Voice from Beneath the Rubble: We Do Not Want to Die of Hunger

The war has returned to us in a criminal and inhumane way, without any rules or restraint. Camps and hospitals are being bombed, children and medics are being killed in cold blood, and all international prohibitions have been violated.

Death rains down from the sky, and hunger consumes us from the ground.

We are trapped between two fires, there is no escape from the bombing, and no salvation from starvation.

My little child cries out from unbearable hunger, and I am powerless to comfort him, We have nothing left to eat except some green herbs I boil, hoping they will ease our hunger. 💔

In the past five days, we have received only 5 dollars, not even enough to buy bread for my child for a single day, Donations have tragically declined, and we can no longer afford even the bare minimum of necessities. 😥

Entire families have been forced to flee their homes under the relentless bombardment. Even the area they push us to, claiming it is "safe" (Al-Mawasi), is bombed daily without mercy.

The crossings are closed, aid is blocked, and escaping to a safe country is impossible.

It is a systematic plan of slow genocide, by missiles and by hunger.

From the heart of the siege, from amidst the destruction, from beneath the rubble…

I plead with you through the tears of a mother fighting to protect her child, with a body weakened by pregnancy and hunger, with a soul that holds on only to the hope in your compassionate hearts. 🥹

Please, help us. Save my child, my unborn baby, and my family from this hell.

Every donation—even the smallest—is a lifeline in a sea of fire.

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