#Awakened Forms

[unofskylanderspages]

Seen above: concept art of Fright Rider's Awakened form in Skylanders: Ring of Heroes by RD LYS.

#Skylanders #Skylanders Giants #Skylanders Ring of Heroes #Undead Skylanders #Core Skylanders #Awakened Forms #Elves #Skeletal Ostriches #Fright Rider #Ozzy #Concept Art #Images

[elucubrare]

i firmly hold that it's my duty as a reader to believe it when an author tells me at the beginning of the series that the dragons are gone forever and never coming back. but god it's a struggle sometimes.

#that is: i don't think it's fair to hold that kind of genre knowledge against a specific instance of it #not even because while i've read hundreds of bad fantasy novels someone else might not have read any #but because hm. 'the dragons are gone' is the foundation of a kind of feeling - discovery; renewal; awakening - #there's not a way to get the feeling later on without laying the foundation #so even if the foundation feels like busywork for me the reader #it has to be there in some form or other

[awesomechocolatesauce]

Anybody who is complaining about how gay "Dragon Age: Absolution" is has clearly never played the games. Even if you play the main characters as straight, there's absolutely no way to avoid LGBT content.

Just to name a few examples:

Oghren's wife left him and has a woman for a lover when you're tasked to track her down.

Leliana, a bisexual character, tells you that she loved her mentor, who is another woman.

Isabela's very open with her bisexuality, stating she's been with both men and women.

If you romance Zevran as a woman, he tells you about his sexual history, stating "My history is varied, and it's not limited strictly to women".

There's a rumor that Empress Celene had an elven lover, Briala, which turns out to be true.

Dorian's personal quest is about him being gay and refusing to "play the part and marry the girl, keeping anything unsavory hidden and locked away".

And that's all from the top of my head. If you have more to add, then please do so.

#dragon age #dragon age absolution #lacklon x roland #hira x miriam #isabela #dorian pavus #leliana #dragon age 2 #dragon age origins #dragon age awakening #dragon age inquisition #honestly why are people complaining about this? #granted BioWare hasn't had the best track record with canon lesbian relationships because there always seems to be betrayal of some form #but still #lgbtqia #lgbt #text post #jessica's personal stuff

[kheprriverse]

Said I had another version of Time on the way didn't I?

Introducing Forest! Basically OOT Link just before his journey ends (meaning he hasn’t experienced MM yet).

#legend of zelda #loz #legend of zelda au #loz au #ocarina of time #link to the past #a link between worlds #link’s awakening #kheprriverse #my art #ganondorf #Link #Legend #legend/pink/bun #Forest #forest/time/sprite #<- not even sure if I should lump his name tags with Time’s but I will for now #also AAA!! animal form sprites! #<- i really enjoy drawing these and plan to do so for all the links in the future #i have no reason for inserting legend in this other than I love drawing him lol #now im wondering how spirit (botw/totk) would react to Forest’s poe friend #also forest’s placement in the story (especially in regards to Time and Navi) will be explained eventually #Kheprriart

[avocados-of-law]

Some Fire Emblem Dragons for the Year of the Dragon

#fire emblem #fire emblem gifs #fire emblem awakening #fire emblem echoes #fire emblem echos: shadows of valentia #fire emblem fates #fire emblem shadow dragon #fire emblem warriors #fire emblem radiant dawn #fire emblem binding blade #fire emblem blazing blade #fire emblem sacred stones #fire emblem heroes #i represented most of the games i think that good enough #i tried to stick to just being in dragon forms or transformations with exception of mila she looks like a dragon #kurthnaga #mila #tiki #ninian #muspell #grima #corrin #fire emblem three houses #rhea #fire emblem fae #avocados gif

[rayshippouuchiha]

Dog Aizawa treating his class like sheep he needs to herd and protect

the kids have never been more well behaved or less stressed and once Aizawa's human again they all realize some of his dog traits ended up carrying over and he's not sure how he feels about that

#RayRambles #BnHA #MHA #also I'm imagining him accidentally barking at Shigaraki in his human form after it's all said and done #and Tomura just freezes all #did that #did that just awaken something in me? #and the answer is yes

[pokemon-cards-hourly]

#pokemon #pokemon cards #tcg #saya tsuruta #castform snow-cloud form #legends awakened #diamond & pearl

[kenobihater]

of all the star wars movies, which of them do y'all 1) enjoy the most 2) consider the best quality and 3) think you've rewatched the most. add your answers in the reblogs or replies, i'm genuinely curious how much of an overlap there is within everyone's three answers. mine don't overlap at all! they're revenge of the sith, empire strikes back, and the force awakens :^)

#len speaks #star wars #revenge of the sith #empire strikes back #the force awakens #not tagging more films than that bc i cant b bothered. incoming tag ramble ahead bc i have sw brainrot rn and im making it everyones prob❤️ #i rlly struggled 2 remember if id watched tfa or aotc more. i went w/ tfa bc it was formative to me as a teen and ive seen it probably 6ish #times? whereas aotc was the first sw movie i remember (specifically the scene of obiwan serving c*nt in the bar lmao) but i've only seen it #for sure 4.5 and maybe 5.5 times. the .5 is from when i got bored after obi-wan's scene ended and ran off to go play in the mud or smthn 😭 #i'm sure tfa will eventually get surpassed in number of rewatches by aotc and rots bc i don't fw the direction of the ST but that's my #current ballpark estimate of my total number of rewatches #as an adult tho if i just wanna watch a star war i'll go with aotc bc it's fun and ends semihappily and i can turn my brain off for the #spinny lightsabers. it's great background noise or for if you're sick or whatever. rots on the other hand? i won't talk through that unless #i'm quoting it with my brother and i am LOCKED IN 100% entirely entranced by it all #i almost picked rogue one for the best quality answer but i think the character writing is weaker and the facial cgi is creepy. esb beats #it by a hair imho bc of that. the vader hallway scene goes hard tho!!! #also i'm not covering shows or games or books or anything else in this post - simply the films. might ask abt shows later but that might #also give me hives bc so many of the shows suck ass and i don't rlly want ppl extolling the virtues of t.bb in my notes 💀 #and yes i do think one's enjoyment and one's opinion of quality are two things that often overlap. but sometimes you just like something #bad and that's awesome. like rots is the best of the prequels by a large margin and i adore the opening and characters and many of the #scenes but that doesn't mean it's the best star wars has to offer ykwim? it's my specialest most favoritest sw movie but that doesn't blind #me to the dialogue lmfaooo

[teamsasukes]

people rightly criticize how team 7 reacted to sasuke's pursuit of justice for his clan, but one thing i feel is always overlooked in these discussions is how sakura literally is not granted the option by the narrative to learn about what sasuke has been through — not in the way that naruto, kakashi, or even team taka are. throughout all of part 2, she is operating under the assumption that sasuke killed itachi and then turned on the village for no apparent reason.

in part 1, she offers to help sasuke with his plan to kill itachi and even says she'll come with him so he won't have to handle a clearly dangerous and unstable sannin alone. she tells him she wishes he would be more open with her because she wants to understand what he's going through. (all of this stands in stark contrast to naruto, who says he'll break every bone in sasuke's body to bring him back, or kakashi, who projects his own traumas on to sasuke.) then in part 2, she can't bring herself to hurt him despite ample opportunity and even though (as far as she knows) he's become a violent criminal. throughout the series, she's averse to inflicting harm on others (aside from the punching naruto gag). is it really so unreasonable to imagine that if she knew sasuke was avenging the state-sponsored genocide of his clan, she would respond differently? with more empathy and compassion for his circumstances, and anger of her own towards konoha?

#people never factor this into their sakura discussions and it does upset me #like no offence but no one raised in konoha is going to have a political awakening where they realize how awful the system is #without some major catalyst (ie what happened to sasuke's clan) and she never gains access to that information #it's also been pointed out that her speech to him at tvote2 is really stupid and like. i agree #but if all she knows about the situation is from naruto and kakashi @ sasuke saying he's given into hate or whatever #of course that is going to be her response? like what else would she even say. she doesn't know what's going on LMAO😭 #don't get me wrong i think in canon (pt1-2) their relationship has a whole body of issues but a bunch of them are intrinsically tied to thi #uchiha sasuke #haruno sakura #sasusaku #this is not really a shipping post but that's my tag for their relationship in any form sorryyy #naruto meta

[agentc0rn]

Arbordrasil = arbor (tree in latin; arbor - garden alcove with trees/vines over the framework) + yggdrasil

Here's a little roughly made concept of the "A mon" based on the fan theories for fun. Tried to emphasize on the "A" motif through its contour. I could not help but give it a hooded figure design because they're cool. Besides that, I'm no good at making stats lol, I'm more into the designing and lore compartment.

If you want to check out more of my works, feel free to visit my kofi!

#pokemon fanart #pokemon #pokemon legends #pokemon legends z-a #pokemon legends za #fakemon #fakemon art #my art #pokemon xy #legendary pokemon #pokemon x and y #fakemon design #concept art #it is also partly based on ogerpon's and Mistilteinn's (crown tree from kirby) designs :) #since zygarde's perfect form looks like transformer #I tried to give A some humanoid aspect in its awakened form but not too much (e.g. its roots that look like both the letter A and legs) #At first I was just drawing a simple tree mage until my mind thought of expanding it further as an “A legendary” from the theories. #name sounds a mouthful but it is steeped in lore :) #it can also levitate #it's like a combo of Xerneas Yveltal & Zygarde - tree typing roots

[sonknuxadow]

back at it again with the thinking about highly specific situations that will never happen . what would happen if sonic became infected with the metal virus during a time where the werehog is still around . well he would be fucked from the start because his speed is what was protecting him during the metal virus arc and hes not as fast as werehog but im more thinking of what would happen after he becomes a zombot. like is he permanently stuck as a zombot version of whichever form he was in when he became fully infected. or does he still change forms like usual. if he does still change like usual does the zombot part carry over or could he end up in a situation where he has to spend his nights as a fucked up robot zombie werewolf but can run it off in the morning. i dont know but i cant stop thinking about it now .

#im mostly thinking about this in the context of alternate universes where sonic still has the werehog form post unleashed #whether hes still changing every night or can only do it under certain conditions because obviosuly #metal virus #is not happening during unleashed . just doesnt really make sense from a timeline perspective #like i just cant see eggman trying to awaken dark gaia and also unleash the metal virus at the exact same time

[candysharkart]

odd forms! they dont reeaaally flow the way zoan forms usually do. but. i want him to be a fake mermaid. so. i will do whatever i want.

his can make bubbles that function similar to resin bubbles, but they pop very easily. bc betta fish bubbles.

#candy shark #fan work #ocs: odd #character design #the 100% is visually closer to an awakened form but his ass is not awakening. big fish is maybe failed awakening idk. its just big fish #the fruit made him pink also. he would not be pink at a hypothetical 0% #self insert tag

[picturesofthegoneworlds]

Restless

Imogen can't concentrate.

(standard procedure for up to a couple weeks ago, now it wears a different guise.)

She fidgets, sits with her legs crossed on her bedroll, backpack in her lap, removes, itemises, arranges its contents, huffs stray hairs out of her face, hands still twitchy, mind still scrambled, organises it all again. Repeats. 

It's early, the fact given away by the low-lying sun and crisp smell on the air that has not yet been burned away by its sustained and blistering presence. 

The blisters on her ankles, the friction of leather that is still not fully broken in. Imogen delays in pulling on and lacing up her boots, calves restless but exhausted, thrumming if they remain still too long (too long being only a moment).

She falls back heavily onto the bedroll. 

Overhead, in the weave of vines and branches, birds sing. They're mocking her, surely, the awkward and bound to the ground sack of flesh and fat and bones that she is, hair frizzed and sticky from the humidity, her inner thigh chaffed and perspiring where the contact of her dagger's harness coils around it like a constricting snake.

She loosens it a few notches

The pathetic and inconsistent touch of it frustrates her more, so she buckles it tight like a tourniquet. 

She exhales, deflates, heavy as she is, runs the back of her forearm over her brow, spreading the salt and sweat, breathes in, feels the connective tissue holding together all of her joints, exhales, arm to ground, along with every other limb, the back of her knees, her spine, her shoulders (there's a rock digging into one through the mat, did she sleep on that last night?), her neck, her ass, wishes they were all gelatin, that she could become one with the floor and not collide with every edge and corner and texture of it, stop being so reactive. 

She inhales, skin pulling away, wishing it would continue, peel, lift, blanket, canopy (closer than the trees), shade, but it would drip with blood, hot and sizzling as it rained back onto her exposed bones. 

Shadow, the dark tatters, the veil. Molasses of ichor. Dull, hazy, sharp, thorns. Don't touch, don't approach. Space. Wail, scream, chorus, silence. That would chase the birds away, feathers dislodged from sudden movement re-lodged into black tar, carried off, away, down sluggish stream, no contact. Barbed like a briar.

The thread of the bed roll is itchy, the weave of it too thick and open, rough spun from fibrous burlap, it splinters bare skin where it makes contact, nape of her neck, backs of her forearms, thighs, knees, and calves. 

Delicate, cool, billowing lace that accommodated to the pads of Imogen's fingers, to her palm, fractured by magic, calloused and freshly wounded, it dulled even the rows of needle teeth beneath. Imogen imagines it her bedsheets, the ground would not matter - could be rivers of lava jutted by shattered glass, it would not matter, sure, cool billowing lace, Imogen would sleep well. 

Easier to tell now, how restless her hands are. They pluck at the gauzy linen that makes her dress, the more rigid weave of her waistcoat, following stitching as if it were pathways, movement, roads to get her somewhere, them, skin to skin contact barriered like the rock digging into her shoulder. Her touch meanders to her chest, unintentional, she swears, in promise and obscenity, a winding path with sides towered by hedges and trees that block the horizon, a shock carried from the point of touch to manifest as an ache between her legs and a weightless haze in her head, body rolling, shoulders leaving the mat, leaving the rock that digs, a breath to a sigh to a gravelly moan, sends a bird or two scattering away, a leaf or two falling behind them. 

Fuckin' birds. Relax. More touch. Touch is good? Barbed. Thorns. Restraint. Maybe she should grow her nails, maybe then the touch won't feel her own. Laudna - fuck, the name gets a reaction from her again, the jolt in her core as she feels the heat pool at the surface of her face, her neck, her chest, crimson damming, damning, acid rising to her throat carried by the guilt of it. 

She kicks and squirms, side of a fist like hammer to nail on the bedroll beside her, other covering her face from the shame of it, it being the burn, the rolling simmer, the violent boil of want and guilt and acid and sting and she is so restless, boiling over, she can't concentrate, the contact of the ground and the fabrics and the atmosphere all feels wrong, scalding, now she knows what to compare it to, how it could feel, what she could be touching. 

Could be death calling, alluring, maybe, how long she flirted with it. Cold with head empty, sounded nice, still does, though the delivery and means maybe different now. A face to an end, ends her, finishes, acid in her throat again, hand bunching the rough fabric under her hips. 

It moves of its own accord to her thigh, takes a fistful of cuff and flesh and she sobs, eyes scrunching shut so tightly that she starts to see colours in the dark, blotches of crimson in a grey dream, her body in the butcher's cart. 

Dreamlike, hazy, drunk (this must be how it feels), she moves without thought, groping herself through the crotch of her shorts, writhing, the floor is too hot against her back, sweat gathering at her hairline and salt beading down into her eyes, again, breath short, short, when did it get so shallow, dizzy. How long could she hold it (hold herself), heat, radiating into the cup of her hand, squirming, a worm under boot, squashed before it gets to dine on the corpse. She pushes firmer against herself, shudders, the feel of the floor leaving, rolls her hips onto the press of her fingers, barriered, dulled, not enough, as they fumble, clutch at the shorts and wrangle the inseam of them in frantic pulls against uncomfortably undulating heat, heat, damp forced through from the close contact onto the pads of her fingers and Gods she's gonna have to prestidigitate that, what the hells is she doing, Laudna could return from her morning forage or whatever it is any moment and

fuck the thought doesn't quell the need at all, her hips spasming and knees shaking as she holds them suspended and trembling, working herself up, frantic, frantic and desperate. How did she get here? she followed the woman at the market, the woman followed the yellow bird, the birdsong silenced for pathetic needy moans, her hips raised so high her shoulders are pushed further into the cut of the offensive rock, princesses and mattresses and beans or whatever that fairytale was Laudna had mentioned about ladies and their proper behaviour. 

Proper, right, she should stop, get it over with, fumbles with the fastening of her shorts, hand making its way beneath fabric before it's fully undone, now registering coarse curls, then slicked, heat, heat, heat, hot, wet, eager, soaked, soft, the glide of her intensity, betrayal, soaking. fuck. Touch is not enough, hers, fuck. Not right, the feel of callouses and scars and heat and a barely registrable thrum shit what happens if she gets away from herself, gets too excited. magic fried uncontrollable she is out of control fuck the heat of the bedroll on her back and the push of the rock imbedding imbedded scars wrapping tangled suffocating sinew silvered skin nightmares burden and guilt guilt guilt storming-

Imogen rolls over onto her front, the rock through the bedroll pushing into her chest, against her sternum, aiding to evacuate the bile that has been suspended in her oesophagus but the guilt won't leave her thighs slicked and hot and tacky and uncomfortable and the chaffe of the itchy fabric of the mat burning them, restless, as she removes her fingers from between her legs, wipes the evidence of a pathetic and failed and just and just wrong attempt onto her shorts, prestidigitates it all clean as if she can wash herself of her impurities and intentions, dares to think of the occasions the purple glow has evaporated the rain from Laudna's clothes and skin, now a selfish act, was then too, maybe, always selfish. 

#Imodna #Imogen Temult #Laudna #Critical Role #Fanfic #Emma writes #My first foray of writing in my notes app #Rainy morning thing #Imogen is managing just fine. #Seeing Laudna's form of dread for the first time didn't awaken anything in her not at all #M rated fic that links to an E rated collection

[alumirp]

Flying Low

A magical AU where Law is a raven shapeshifter, but has had his wings torn off, so he is always using a cane to balance himself and he lives in seclusion in the forest. He absolutely doesn't trust, well, anyone. Whether humans or other shapeshifters or any other race, he doesn't approach anyone and does everything he can to not let them approach his home either. But that changes when one day a guy just falls from the sky. It literally falls from the sky. Right in the middle of Law's herb garden and although he really wants to get rid of this invader, he can't get rid of his curiosity because Law's house is in the middle of the forest, far from peaks or mountains, so where the hell is this guy came from and, even better, how did he survive the fall? Curiosity (and his sense of duty as a healer) causes Law to drag the guy inside and nurse him back to health. 'The guy' soon wakes up and gets a name, Luffy, who reveals himself to be a priest of the Sun God's temple, which makes sense to Law, since Luffy's magic seems totally opposite to his, a raven whose species is constantly attributed to the Goddess of Darkness, Nika's enemy. All this, however, does not explain how Luffy fell out of nowhere from the sky and it only gets worse when not even Luffy knows how it happens. Unfortunately for Law, meeting Luffy is a path of no return and in the blink of an eye his isolated and peaceful life is disturbed by the priest who, after returning to full health, becomes a noisy guest in Law's small cabin. Things get weird when Law's wings start to grow back, white instead of black, at the same time that Luffy also starts to change. For worse. His health simply declines and his magic grows and becomes out of control, becoming a danger to everything around him, excluding, in some way, Law. Desperate to understand and help Luffy, Law begins his journey out of seclusion toward the capital's temple, where Luffy is said to serve as a priest. But dragging a time bomb in the shape of a man all the way to the capital is not simple when you are alone and Law has no option but to accept the growing number of people who seem to be drawn into Luffy's orbit and who decide to accompany them on the journey

#one piece #lawlu #lulaw #Law said 'I want to live in peace alone in a forest' and Luffy took it as a personal challenge #is just one piece but magical shapped #also luffy is about to explode #Other than that it's basically magic op #law said 'I want to take Luffy to the temple as quickly and as peacefully as possible' and EVERYONE took this as a personal challenge #nakamaship is what it is #Luffy is Nika but I think we already knew that. #he simply sealed himself in a human form or something and ended up awakening the seal when he began unconsciously healing Law's wings. #law said 'I don't want friends' and as always people felt challenged #People need to leave this guy alone he's going to have an aneurysm #This was supposed to be a winged au but I forgot what I was going to write lol #There is Zoro a half-blood tiger #Sanji a fugitive prince #Ussop a cursed wooden doll whose magic is highly fabricated based on his lies #Nami a witch who doesn't seem to know she has witch blood #Robin a mysterious shapeshifter who refuses to show her animal form (shes a godamn octopus) #Franky a robot who #similar to ussop #was cursed with sapience #Brook an undead whose bones were the only thing left #And Jimbe a fishman who was far from home at sea #they simply meet on the way #they look at Luffy (a strange and very friendly guy who attracts them) and Law (a grumpy guy who doesn't want them around) #they think 'hmm I should join the party' #much to law's despair lmao

[humanthatexistsrn]

thinking about troy and abed and what direction they might take in the movie for them. currently i see two options: 1. dan harmon makes it a story about friends growing apart and changing and how that’s just how life is sometimes, or 2. dan harmon finally ties up all of the homoeroticism surrounding the two and it’s them finally realising they romantically love each other

#community #trobed #troy barnes #abed nadir #community movie #my personal favourite version of option 2 is #the group reuniting and abed mentioning how idk he got divorced from his ex-husband recently #everyones like huh and hes like oh yeah im bisexual #troy is totally normal about this (he’s not) #then climax is jeff/annie saying something to troy on the lines if #*of #glad you’re having a bisexual awakening in the form of realising you’re in love with your best friend #but we have no time blablabla

[pokemon-cards-hourly]

#pokemon #pokemon cards #tcg #kazuaki aihara #deoxys defense forme #legends awakened #diamond & pearl