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larvabyte · 1 month
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happy ides of march 🗡️
i think cyrus would have been a successful senator (obsessed with apotheosis) and even had a salad named after him.
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larvabyte · 1 month
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larvabyte · 2 months
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Nate contributed to some guys.
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larvabyte · 3 months
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Unironically I think we need just a more powerful DS again. Dual screens fuck. The amount of creativity and interactivity and cool UI that went into DS games is literally unmatched and like those things were tough as fuck too. Please hear my wish. I get that the switch is technically handheld and thus portable but also no it is not that thang is so delicate and lacks the sophistication of just being able to shut it at a moments notice to pause everything without having to hit a pause menu. Does anyone hear me. Hello. Pokémon ranger.
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larvabyte · 3 months
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I saw the concept art for BDSP and im legitmately so sad that we didnt get this
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like?? these are so beautiful??? and they look so open, so expansive, so much to see and explore! and the CITIES
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IM LITERALLY CRYING LOOK AT HOW BEAUTIFUL VEILSTONE IS
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larvabyte · 3 months
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Forged?
Meme is here
(This is probably going to be way too short for AO3, I'll think about it. But Jupiter finally enters the NPCverse)
She didn’t care much about the sense of abandonment. She’d long gotten past being concerned about something like that. Frankly, she’d also assumed that everyone else in Rocket would have been the same way. Evidently not, which was disappointing she supposed.
The much bigger issue, as far as she was concerned, was that she was bored.
Giovanni had been ambitious and hungry, and always multiple schemes that he could rotate through. It kept his people happy, active, and well-funded.
Archer was plenty opportunistic, but he also historically was heavily controlled and risk-averse in how he carried out plans. He had an impeccable success rate through the years thanks to it, but he needed Giovanni handling the pressure and creativity to really shine. Without him, and having lost the massive revenue streams like the game corner, Archer had made it clear he planned to make things as quiet as possible.
Members were breaking off as it became clear that Rocket was going deep underground for a cheap and dull period of rebuilding. And he was sure it would be interesting and ambitious when Giovanni came back, whenever he would be coming back. But people weren’t interested as much in following Archer’s plan to be as efficient a placeholder as possible.
Amanda already felt like she had rigor mortis just thinking about it.
She looked over the new assignment that had been pulled up on her laptop. She would be handling a quiet movement of the products that they had in storage as Rocket pivoted to handling their laundering businesses as actual businesses while they tried to find new clients and revenue paths.
After a moment of consideration, she downsized the window and searched for new wanted positions. Not ones posted on normal channels, of course, but the sort for business people who understood what ‘business’ actually meant.
She scrolled dully for a bit through listings that were, at best, uninspired. Low bids for fixers, collectors, and movers mostly.
And then she found a listing out of Sinnoh and she paused.
Something called ‘Galactic’ needed a massive influx of pre-trained Pokemon, and they preferred someone who could collect them from in-house.
That had always been one of her favorite jobs. Based on the wording, they also would like someone who could throw their weight around. That made it sound even more fun.
Amanda looked back at the reduced window and, after a bit of thought, submitted her resume.
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larvabyte · 3 months
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depression tips™
shower. not a bath, a shower. use water as hot or cold as u like. u dont even need to wash. just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. sit on the floor if you gotta.
moisturize everything. use whatever lotion u like. unscented? dollar store lotion? fancy ass 48 hour lotion that makes u smell like a field of wildflowers? use whatever you want, and use it all over. 
put on clean, comfortable clothes. 
put on ur favorite underwear. cute black lacy panties? those ridiculous boxers u bought last christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? put em on.
drink cold water. use ice. if u want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.
clean something. doesn’t have to be anything big. organize one drawer of ur desk. wash five dirty dishes. do a load of laundry. scrub the bathroom sink. 
blast music. listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.
make food. don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. take the time and make food. even if it’s ramen. add something special to it, like a hard boiled egg or some veggies. prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something. 
make something. write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, anything artistic. even if you don’t think you’re good at it.
go outside. take a walk. sit in the grass. look at the clouds. smell flowers. put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.
call someone. call a loved one, a friend, a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. talk to a stranger on the street. have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. if you can’t, text or email or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. even if you don’t say much, listen to them.
cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them. take pictures of them. talk to them. tell them how u feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out.
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larvabyte · 3 months
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glimpses of the past prompts:
critical or blushed
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“Did you ever date?”
Daichi faltered as he cracked open his drink. “You mean, like… before I came to Veilstone?”
“Yes,” Cyrus said, though he clearly didn't see a need to make it so limited.
“I did a little,” he said as he reshuffled his food and drink in his hands. “But I wasn't all that old when I left home so it was never more than kid stuff.”
Cyrus nodded absently as he worked the paper to properly cup his pirozhki. Daichi waited for the continuation that he felt should logically come next. When none came, he did it himself.
“Did you date?” Daichi asked, and at the look he added. “Back in Sunyshore.”
“I did,” Cyrus answered a touch stiffly. “Not by my choice. My parents were very insistent that I was to be paired up with someone… advantageous.”
“So they had money, then?”
“Everyone in my parent’s social circle did,” Cyrus told him, with a dull emphasis on its unimportance. “The woman I was sent with were chosen for their ties to useful businesses or politics. So of course I needed to create a proper impression, which I had thought would have involved proper knowledge and achievements. It's evidently all about social rituals and eye contact.” He said the last bit with particular disdain. “It was all utter nonsense.”
“Sounds like,” he said with a sympathetic nod. “Was the food at least good?”
“You wouldn’t believe how much technical skill it can take to make something completely insubstantial,” he scoffed. “I suppose it's fitting to match the inane conversations. I don't know why they chose women who couldn't understand anything substantive.”
Daichi took his time swallowing. “Did you at least offer definitions?”
“Of course,” he huffed insistently. “But I can only define so much before there isn't a point.”
“Yes, I suppose so,” Daichi agreed, even though he was sure he could see the scene now.
Some teenage girl, dressed to the nines and bound by equivalent amounts of familial pressure, picked at her dinner to distract herself. Cyrus’s eye contact would have been blisteringly intense, and his info dumping (because he would absolutely be info dumping) would have been filled with unrecognizable terms. All of it would have seemed as practiced as it was in an earnest attempt to do what his parents insisted was important. And, he was sure, there would rarely if ever be a second date.
Daichi certainly empathized with the plight of these girls, but just as sincerely said, “It sounds like it was awful for you” to Cyrus.
“It was,” he agreed. “I’m very thankful to be here doing things like this rather than dating.”
Daichi nearly choked on his food. 
They'd been sharing a bed for about six months at that point. And, over that time, it’d become increasingly clear how many gaps Cyrus’s upbringing had left in his knowledge. Whether by a lack of necessity due to his wealth, or increased mandate because of it, he'd had to learn so much of what most adults already knew.
Daichi had long gotten used to the endless discovery process. But, it seemed, he could still be blindsided.
“Cyrus?”
“What?”
“This is a date.”
Cyrus looked at Daichi as if he’d grown a second head. “We’re eating street food.”
“Mhm.”
“In casual clothing.”
“Yeah. And we’re walking to a movie instead of getting a limo or whatever.” He shrugged. “None of that stuff is necessary for something to be a date.”
Cyrus seemed ready to debate, but then took a thoughtful bite of his pirozhki instead. 
“So a date,” he said finally, “Is simply going to a location with purpose.”
“And that purpose is to spend time with your partner, yeah,” he agreed. “You don't need anything else specific.”
“Hm…” he thought on it a bit more. “It still seems like a waste to create so many rituals and labels for something that has so few particulars attached to it.” He peeled down the paper to have more room to eat. “Especially if it is basically the same process as going someplace with any other relation.”
“I suppose it is,” Daichi agreed. “But I enjoy doing this with you, whatever you want to call it. So how do you feel about doing things like this more often?”
“I…” Cyrus wasn't the sort to blush, but he did sink into himself a bit when flustered. “I suppose I’m not opposed to it if this is really what you're expecting.”
“I'm glad,” Daichi agreed.
He smiled in his particularly small way. “Good. Then it's settled.”
“It is. And, for the record.” Daichi nudged his arm affectionately. “I love hearing how you explain things.”
Cyrus paused a bit over being told something he knew but very much liked hearing. “Well… Perhaps you'd like me to explain the new philosophy I'm working on.”
“Always.”
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larvabyte · 4 months
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Wanted to draw Jupiter 💜
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larvabyte · 4 months
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Meanwhile in the Team Galactic HQ:
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wanted to draw cyrus as a little kid. my son he is sick
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larvabyte · 4 months
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I made this for fun
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larvabyte · 4 months
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…and when force is gone
there’s always mom, hi mom
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larvabyte · 4 months
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larvabyte · 4 months
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hey sorry if i was offputting and strange and bizarre and weird as fuck last night i was just being myself
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