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Osiris: A pessimist sees a dark tunnel. Zephyr: An optimist sees light at the end of the tunnel. Apep: A realist sees a freight train. Chronos: The train driver sees three idiots standing on the tracks.
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miae-bee · 2 years
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Zephyr: I'll be up late. I have homework
Hiccup: You're in preschool
Zephyr: I have to color in this whole picture
Hiccup: I'll put on some coffee
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lighthousepigeons · 1 year
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Alpha: Don't touch anything.
Zephyr: Yes, Sir.
Alpha: Don't call me sir.
Zephyr: Yes, Ma'am.
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-In front of a crowd of tenno-
Quinn: How is everyone doing today?
Hombask: Everyone as in?
Quinn: Everyone who is not us
Hombask: Oh
Quinn: You know what, no. How are you doing today?
Hombask: Well now my feelings are hurt.
Quinn: I’m sorry.
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theognatinator · 3 months
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Cronk: If men that ride horses are called cowboys what do you call robots that ride cows?
Zephyr: Stupid.
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sonicaspeed123 · 1 year
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Prev post but i am making my own post about it to not derail
Sonic is black and japanese and you cannot ever change my mind
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[Jack hands Zephyr a small shopping bag]
Jack: You can put this back in our room, it’s what I was gonna wear on our honeymoon.
[Zephyr looks in the bag. He snorts and looks up]
Zephyr: There’s nothing in here except for a tube of black lipstick…
[Zephyr realises what Jack meant. He looks at Jack with pleading eyes. Jack smirks]
Jack: Suffer.
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virulent-spark · 10 months
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Battle styles... let's see...
Fox:
Fox is a trickster, so it only makes sense that she would order her Pokémon to use moves like Hypnosis, Fake Out, and most of all, Trick Room. Trick Room is what she's a master at, and she employs to destroy her opponents. Once that happens, then she uses ridiculously strong and slow Pokémon to annihilate the opponent's team.
It makes battles against others much easier, because most people choose speedy partners, especially those who actually have tried to hurt her. She's also rather ruthless when she gets serious, and this is why she's the only member of Virulent Spark that has ever achieved Championship in any manner.
When cornered, she laughs, maniacally, at the misfortune of her enemies that get caught in the trick room. Rhyperior and Octillery devastate with their Rock Slide and Water Spout combo that hits everything before they can even realise what's going on.
In much less serious situations, she is less crazy, and much more likely to use her other Pokémon.
Spikes:
The Pokémon Spikes current have are all not evolved in any manner, but that's fine to Spikes, because despite the idea that Pokémon are stronger when they evolve, Spikes pushes her Pokémon to their very limit in order to defeat her opponents. Someone thought a zigzagoon was weak? Spikes will make them eat those words. Though, she never managed to take part in the League other than by being a gym trainer, she learned all the battle techniques she knows from the Spikemuth gym.
Havok:
As a war veteran, Keith avoids conflict. The explosions, the blasts, they are too much for him. However... he would absolutely fight if he were attacked. It's a kill or be killed scenario. Electricity and steel are his chosen Pokémon, and he will absolutely order his Pokémon to electrocute someone and crush to the point of death. By the time the opponent knows it, it's too late.
Lenore:
Lenore is probably the least likely to get into a real fight, she enjoys battling for the sport, and enjoys training others to reach their highest potential. Her Pokémon are grass and rock types, so she often uses binding, status effects, and sand to her advantage. She's never fought anyone for real before since Team Star annexed themselves from the Academy, though even then, battles were conducted with rules and class.
Blitz:
Blitz is herself, a fighter. She will punch a trainer in the face, while ordering her Pokémon to punch their Pokémon. Her extreme resilience is what keeps her going. Oh, you thought you were going to have a Pokémon battle? No. You're having a fistfight, too. She doesn't battle, she will fight. If you order a Pokémon to attack her? She will fistfight that too. And win. There's a rumour that she's actually got Pokémon DNA in her, and that's why she can handle getting hit with Pokémon moves so well.
Zephyr:
Zephyr is shy and that shyness is what puts people off guard when battling. Elegant and eerie, Zephyr and their Pokémon use tactics like Will-O-Wisp and Tailwind to gain the upper hand. They enjoy battling for the sport, and avoid any real conflict, but if a real fight were to happen... well, either Zephyr wordlessly orders them, or they act of their own accord. That perhaps makes them more dangerous, as there's no stopping their Pokémon from destroying their victims.
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ouadisneyblog · 1 year
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Zephyr: Wendy took the wheels out of my Heelys.
Zephyr: I feel like Lucifer striped off his wings.
Zephyr: Now I have to walk down the hallways like a common fool, and I am LIVID!
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lady-zephyrine · 11 months
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I feel like Blade would be VERY creeped out if he found out that he had a clone.
It's not the clone's fault it exists, but why would anyone do this?
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suprlonr · 9 months
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Zephyr: Of course I have a lot of pent-up rage, you fool! I've been the same height since I was twelve!
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miae-bee · 2 years
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Hiccup: So, how was your day today bud?
Nuffink: Someone pushed me
Astrid: Well, did you pushed them back?
Nuffink: No, he was bigger than me
Hiccup: Uh-huh. Zephyr?
Zephyr: I'm on it
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lighthousepigeons · 1 year
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[During movie night]
Morana, playfully: *nudging Tristan* Why are you always falling asleep on me? Am I that boring?
Tristan, half asleep: You make me feel safe.
Morana: *blinking back tears*
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cinnamostar · 4 months
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blankets and kisses
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pairing : chan x gn!reader
summary : the bitter iciness of winter wore you down, yet your boyfriend knew how to melt away your sorrows
wc : 913
cw : alludes to seasonal depression, established relationship, comforting bf chan, fluffy, not proof read
a/n : this was entirely self indulgent LMAO sorry if formatting is bad though, im on my phone and wrote this kinda quickly bc i felt inspired hehe . also im floridian so i know nothing abt snow or winter so i did my best
in the hushed whispers of the night, you found yourself yearning his comforting embrace, a closeness you always craved and yearned for. the chilling zephyrs brushing against your skin, your hair bellowing in response as you shiver under the icy winds the harsh winter always brought in its company.
you couldn’t bear this season alone, it was taxing to repeat the same mundanity and solitude adulthood had introduced you to. daylight was always so fleeting and witnessing it had become a luxury during these cold months.
it was always the same deep blue morning sky that greeted you as you made your way to work, and after eight grueling hours, the same sky would be waiting to be welcome you once more, except this time with the sun rays barely peeking out from the edge of the sky. you hated this time of year, and you could never understand the holiday joy and excitement everyone seemed to buzzing with around you. what was there to enjoy?
the weather was unpleasant, the low temperatures of the world pricking the tip of your nose as you briskly made your way home, trudging your way through the light sheets of snow that covered the sidewalks. the glacial breeze never relented its attacks on you, always piercing through the layers of warmth you adorned yourself with.
the lack of sunlight allowed dreary, dark clouds take over your mind as you surrendered yourself to exhaustion. how much longer would your days be like this? how much longer would the wintry season plague your mind with somber thoughts?
you crack for the door open to your shared apartment, basking in its inviting warmth that provided you refuge from the world you had just shut behind you. the comforting smell of fresh linen making its presence known as a grateful smile graces your features. you gently place your bag on the small side table, shedding the layers of coats you had worn to endure freezing winds, not caring that they’d remain on the floor.
your mind was too focused on finding solace and reprieve to worry about your belongings as your feet dragged you to your living room. your own personal source sunshine that kept your afloat during these difficult times was waiting for you on the sofa, his head turning to your direction once he heard the pitter patter of your steps.
a smile stretches across his face, his eyes becoming crescents as he lifts himself off the couch to meet you half way.
“hi baby,” chan whispers as his arms envelope you, a chaste kiss landing on your forehead, melting away the restricting stiffness the icy winds had diseased you with. the tension in your muscles loosen under his summery touch, your mind relaxing knowing you had found safety in his arms once again.
“hi,” was all you could muster out, your sleepiness catching up to you as your heavy eyelids flutter shut, snuggling your head into his chest, taking in the comforting thumping of his heartbeat.
chan’s hand found itself resting atop your head, his other drawing gentle circles on your back, “i warmed up some blankets for us to cuddle up in,” he spoke, “i think you deserve some rest.” he knew this time of year was suffocating for you and without fail, he found ways to bring light and warmth into your gloomy world, whether it was through gentle words or acts of love, he was the healing your ailing mind needed.
his words were soothing to your worn-down soul, a small smile appearing on your face as you peer into his eyes, chin resting on his chest. “that sounds so nice, thank you, chan,” you feebly mutter.
without skipping a beat, chan swiftly lifts you up, carrying you to your bedroom as a hearty giggle escapes him, you squealing at the unexpected action. he softly drops you atop the bed, the sheets rippling under the sudden weight as you lost yourself to a fit a giggles, blood rushing to your face as you succumbed to the bustling butterflies that made themselves home in your stomach. chan lays himself next to you, hastily pulling a toasty blanket over your bodies. his arms pull you into him, your body fitting snuggly into his as his leg rests over yours. he cups your face with one hand as his lovingly gazes into your eyes, his eyes sparkling with adoration as he drank in every detail before peppering your face with kisses.
airy laughs continue to leave both of you, overwhelming you as each kiss tickles your flustered skin, leaving burning warmth and desire behind each kiss as your eyes squeeze shut. after bearing his feverish affection, he then places one last, languid kiss on your lips, lingering for a few moments before pulling away, beaming at your dazed state.
“i love you, y/n.”
“i love you too, chan.”
despite the brutal winter season that sapped the happiness out of you, as long as you had chan by your side, you knew you’d be able to uncover the joyful glee everyone else seemed to have. his very presence shooed away the heavy snow clouds that darkened your thoughts, rays of sunshine peaking out to thaw out the icy shell that encased your heart, reminding you that this too shall pass. somehow, in the midst of harsh snowstorms, he was a blooming flower that emanated infectious jubilation, and you were blessed to be able to bask underneath it.
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theognatinator · 24 days
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(Cronk and Zephyr are playing bingo)
Cronk: BONKO!!!
Zephyr: Its ‘Bingo!’
Cronk: Get your hands off me, Woman!
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