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love-is-a-pearl · 25 days
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Have you thought about drawing AU versions for Liko and other Horizons characters?
(And to whoever left that last ask I do like the idea of Nessa x Misty:)
Nah. I haven't watched the new anime yet so I have no strong feelings for those kiddos. But more than that, I don't see any reason for them to meet Ash's gang.
None of the HZ kiddos have similar interests to anyone from the Ashnime, they don't have goals that could align with other folk's and allow any reasonable encounters so.. yeah. Unless the anime gives them something to do unrelated to Lucius in the upcoming years, nah, don't see myself touching any of the HZs original characters.
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astrobei · 4 months
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in my heart of hearts mike wheeler is absolutely an athena kid but i also have to offer up a concept that i think has extreme comedic and dramatic potential aka: repressed gay teenager mike showing up at camp half blood unsure of who his godly parent is and feeling insecure about not having powers and one day when he’s making not-so-secret heart eyes at his best friend and son of apollo will byers is when a bunch of glowing floating hearts show up above his head. and that’s how mike gets claimed by none other than aphrodite, the goddess of love and sexuality, and is in full denial about it for three days because he thinks it’s some kind of sick and twisted JOKE
(on aphrodite’s end, she’s upset mike is throwing away the gift of true love and keeps trying to trick him out of repression by making more and more improbable and hilarious gifts appear when he and will are hanging out. mike hands will a book and it turns into a box of chocolates and he has to fling it away like a frisbee before will sees it. they’re having lunch and romantic music starts playing. she gives mike the same blessing she used to claim piper and will can’t even look in his direction for a full day because he starts blushing so hard. fifty bouquets of flowers show up at the apollo cabin’s doorstep with a note that says love, mike and by the end of it, mike isn’t even repressed and unsure about his sexuality anymore — he’s just trying to not throw himself into the bonfire out of sheer embarrassment)
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alexa-crowe · 8 months
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#Tav: *adds “make Gale a father” to their list of things to do when they get back to Waterdeep* - [5/∞]
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mattodore · 6 months
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found out while putting together matthias's oc page that his name has the exact same etymology and meaning as theo's name...
i’m sure this is information matthias is very normal about…
#theo is in fact a gift from god so jot that down !#river dipping#i've been throwing myself into oc stuff bc i'm not doing hot mentally which is... tbh when i do my best writing 😭#none of this is new tho i wrote the bios and 'at a glance' intros months and months ago when i first made an oc page#which is why i do plan on rewriting them but for now i'm leaving them like this... so i guess the echthroi page is done?#obviously echthroi has more characters than this but i haven't taken new screenshots of everyone yet...#i put the gray cas bg back in my game a few days ago only to completely forget i wanted to take new headshots for the oc page 😭#like these are just placeholders... i want the backgrounds to match the oc page. oh... or maybe i could just do transparent pics?#i think i remember vyx made a post abt how to do that... will look into that when i open the game again. rn i'm at my keyboard 🧑‍💻#like i am writing new things! started a google doc for theo yesterday and have been writing on it here and there since then#i've already cried in there... lmaooo. i like oc pages for sure but i think a huge google doc is what i really need to keep track of things#i drop so much lore in tags on here and it's like! river write that down somewhere else or you'll lose it 😭#like i fr have never actually written down any of the info i've shared on here. i've just had all this oc knowledge stored in my brain.#so i went through and copied over a tonnn of tags and posts i've made into google docs but i just know i'm missing things i've probably#said in the tags of their core tagged posts... 🧍 if my blog didn't have so many posts i'd have an easier time going through it but 🤷#and on top of that i've been making a bunch of posts about theo and matthias on my main acc. which is like 🧍 well great now there's more#i'm gonna lose track of...... i fr have gottt to get into the habit of actually putting things down in theo's google doc!!!#i'm just trying to figure out the best way to format it all but i've downloaded a few templates that i've been messing with.#...anyway. if it isn't obvious i'm trying to get back to posting on here. i'm opening my inbox now with the intent to just.#sit here in my inbox until i can get myself to reply. lads... avpd is actually so torturous i'm not kidding.#i feel like i'm dying trying to get myself to interact with people sometimes even despite how badly i want!!!! to interact!!!#theo and me and our avoidant trauma responses holding hands and skipping around together
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tallysescape · 2 months
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got harassed into starting the second perspective and it’s going great thanks! ignore the crazed look in my eyes! anyway @wildflowerteas hi!!! i figured you’d enjoy my board because im hooked <3
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incorrectskyrimquotes · 5 months
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i like how if u go on vittoria's wedding stuff alone it appears white and red are Wedding Colors. i just think thats really neat.
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druidonity2 · 3 months
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Very often the only thing that gets me to work past adhd/depression/etc and actually draw and write my ideas down is the HOPE that someone will leave a comment or tag expressing a positive emotion in response. When no one says anything I often feel like I did something wrong. It's like that phrase 'silence is deafening'. I genuinely cannot even begin to explain how happy it makes me to see someone leave a sentence or paragraph in the tags. It reminds me I exist (in a good way).
It is people like you that keep artists alive. You are the backbone of art communities and fandoms.
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bitchthefuck1 · 2 months
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In case anyone else has the brain worm that makes them want exact details anytime people talk numbers, in Too Much Birthday the offer to buy Kendall out says that he has 12,904,663 shares of Waystar (worth ~2bil at $156/share), so assuming he didn't sell any stock after that and also that Shiv and Roman all had an equal stake, which the show implies, that means that when they sell the company at $192/share in the finale, each of the siblings gets just under $2.5 billion, half of it in Gojo stock, not counting whatever they inherit from Logan.
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dualdeixis · 9 months
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sometimes i think about how many stories/works of art have essentially saved my life by inspiring me to create my own - like "i can't die until i draw this, i can't die until i write that" - and yet the people who created them have no idea that i exist or that their work impacted me like that. it's actually weirdly comforting because i can think to myself, maybe there's someone like that out there who feels something similar about my work and they just never told me so i'll never know but that doesn't make it any less real. it's real to that person. i think that if your work is able to give someone any amount of ease or joy or strength to go on, even if only for a day or a moment, then you've won. even if it really is only a single person, because even a single life is a vast and important thing; to add to something so vast is no small feat. even if that single life is only your own life. Especially if it's your own.
i guess inspiration in the end is really just being inspired to save your own life. even if you hold your own work in such low esteem that you can't bear to tell yourself, "your work saved my life." it doesn't make it any less real.
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backpocketkazoo · 1 year
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you want a pn request? alright then, write loboto x reader. yeah, that's right, dr caligosto loboto. let the readers smooch that tall fish-loving dentist
🧠Dr Loboto x Reader General Headcanons🦷
YESS BABYGIRL I LOVE A LOBOTO REQ IM OBSESSED WITH THIS FUCKIGN FREAK (affectionate)
You get me so well anon 😋😋😼
Sorry if this shows up in the main tags 💔
Uh as always not rlly sure if yall wanted hcs or what.. so that's what i did.
These are domestic btw guys I say so
🧠LOBOTO IS CRAZY ABOUT YOU. LIKE. Yeah,, he’s crazy either way but. He’s obsessed with you. You make him so happy you don’t get it guys. You’re everything and he’s just ken /hj.
-> AGAIN HE IS OBSESSED WITH YOU!!:!:!
🦷 Whenever you’re gone he’s just :-(
-> He’ll start heavily sighing until someone finally asks what’s wrong and he’s like “I miss my partner </3”
-> Then whenever you come back he’s like a dog when it’s owner comes back from work. He’s so excited!!
-> You will walk into a room and he’ll gasp and make everyone aware of your presence.
🧠YOU’RE HIS WHOLE WORLD!! HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH AND HE WANTS EVERYONE TO KNOW HOW AMAZING YOU ARE!! ((SASHA DOESNT CARE DUDE!!💀))
🦷 He is so clingy 😭
-> Loboto has a lingering fear that you’re gonna hate him for everything he’s done or that you’ll leave him. You have to verbally reassure him that that’s not true.
🧠 Love language is definitely physical touch. He is so SO touch starved.
-> Loves loves loves hugs. When you walk into the room he’ll pick you up, exclaiming how excited he is to see you, and pull you into a tight hug. He doesn’t care if it’s a room full of people. And honestly? He probably got tunnel vision when he saw you and completely forgot they were there.
🦷Additionally, he loves holding your hand. Tbh. He loves your touch in general.
-> He’s really gentle with you? It’s as if you’re fine china and he’s afraid you’re gonna break if he’s not careful.
-> He’s weirdly domestic with you and it confuses everyone. “This the same man that stole everyone’s brains🤨🤨🤨⁉️⁉️”
🧠 Hehe.. he’s just sooooo tall so yknow you’ll tug him down by his apron so he’s at your level right? And just give him a big ol kiss.
-> My guy short circuits. Literally intoxicated. He has those cartoony hearts floating around him.
🦷 Loboto MAY be a little bit overbearing at times but he’s trying his best. He doesn’t have a history of healthy relationships with people so it’s all kind of new to him. He doesn’t have a proper frame of reference for these sorts of things. But he’s learning;;,
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moregraceful · 12 days
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Photos: 1. Blossoms on I think the plum tree, taken on film; 2. Jake Oettinger grappling with Miro Heiskanen while Jason Robertson and Roope Hintz look on; 3. Flowers and shadows at midnight.
#having like eight different mental breakdowns rolled into one atm and like don't even know how to talk about them#like where do i start. it started eight months ago. it started two years ago. it started 35 years#ago.#i said i would have * done by tonight bc it would open up some job opportunities but every time i look at google docs i scream#i may need to handwrite it#and people at * being like oh you look tired. well i am tired. you people make me very tired. but you do not care#and it's like how much of this was preventable vs how much is just someone pulling out that last loadbearing block in the jenga tower of my#sanity and now it's all falling down#i made a list last night to compare things that would make me sad about doing * vs things that fill me with hope and curiosity and quiet joy#the hope/curiosity/quiet joys list was a lot longer#i swear every third text message i send beryl is like hi. i'm spiralling. again. but then i'll say to someone else and theyre like wow have#you tried not spiraling?#well i love to do that personally but every time i try something massively destabilizing happens#it's so interesting (it's not interesting)#angela sent a wonderful prompt about sleep deprived demon summoning#and being as i am on that shit i thought ok what if cale summons a demon due to sleep deprivation#but the demon is simply his younger self. happier#less ground down. more bright-eyed. easier to smile. doesn't feel the weight of expectation#voice like you hear in a recording of yourself five years ago and it's you but it's not you#it's him but it's not him because it's also a little evil. what if you hadn't looked the other way#what if you said something. what if you found your voice. what if you let your heart grow open rather than grow cold.#the demon of a cale who is less serious and more open less selfish and more giving#and he calls devon in the night and devon ends up at his house with two cales the one he loves and the one he always wishes he'd known#before the nhl ground it out of him#and then devon has to decide who does he keep the now cale he loves or the old happier gentler cale#and as i was contemplating thaf i thought hm. it's possible i'm sublimating some things there#like i am to be clear a way happier and more well-adjusted person overall than i was five years ago#but rn i'm also an animal with its leg in a trap growing increasingly desperate and frantic#fresno oilers.txt
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crocodilenjoyer · 5 months
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see i would love to cook up the accidental drinking buddies zoro and tashigi fic and sprinkle some grief and Gender and discussions of morality over the top like garnish. but somebody broke into my house and rearranged and now i can’t find a damn thing in this fucking kitchen so i won’t be making anything
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fawnarchive · 5 months
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MY BLOBED MY BELOVED MY BELO
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syxnewt · 8 days
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my parents want my little brother, who has had a fever no lower than 100 F for the past 2-3 days, to go to school tomorrow
#status update#i'm gonna try and tell them why that's stupid#they took him to the doctor but the doc just said he had a cold#well I'm concerned with how badly his body is fighting it off!!!#plus they didn't give him any medicine all day#i gave him some before I left for work and after I got home#his fever is still 102#i don't understand their thought process whatsoever#like yeah school is imoortant but so is#A: not spreading illness!!!!!!#B: actually being able to focus in class because you feel good and not like shit#he even said that he'll probably be sent home anyway BECAUSE HE'S SICK#the issue I think is mainly he doesn't have a lot of symptoms#he said his throat felt “gummy” which no one - not even himself - can make heads or tails of#his stomach hurts and he threw up pretty recently#and his vision dimmed a few times but my mom doesn't really believe that one#I tried looking up the symptoms but it just said “eat a turkey sandwich” so thanks for that google#I don't know#i'm just worried about him#and I think it's stupid my parents want him to go to school when even by their standards he has such a bad fever#by the standards bit I mean they consider 100 F to be “low grade” even though 104 is danger territory#and that's just a hop skip and a jump away#AND ALSO HE IS LITERALLY ON THE PRECIPICE OF THAT RIGHT NOW#AND THEY DIDNT GIVE HIM ANY TYLENOL#he was home all day what did they even do#they also didn't give him medicine yesterday until I got home from my ap test#OKAY I'm done ranting I'll be here all night if I keep it up
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bunn-iiii · 9 days
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I am a firm believer in just asking people what they want for a special occasion and also making wishlists for people so they know what are some things you may want for special occasions
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fractal-quadrilioquy · 6 months
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Swampland
Westwatch Patch, Auric Basin. 1328 AE.
In the Heart of Maguuma, down twisting paths and deep crevices, where the light of the sun would struggle to reach even if the overgrowth above was destroyed, seven entities pretended to exist on the world they had assumedly abandoned.
“Should we… stop them?” One said, at last.
The ‘them’ in particular was currently assessing a particularly toxic corpse, left preserved by the toxic fumes pervading the corrupted jungle. The look in their eyes was hungry, in more ways than one – The need to know and experience the world warred with their common sense, which was hovering dangerously at an all-time low.
“No, no, I want to see what happens,” Lyss said, peering intently. Beside her, Ilya was staring, transfixed. Even the most wondrous of illusions couldn’t hold a candle to the sight playing out before them.
The Commander pulled out a sword. The calculating gaze that often scoured the battlefield, assessing the flow of battle and the minutiae of tactics, were laser-focused on the sorry excuse for a boar. The boar, unable to defend itself on account of being dead, continued to lie there, motionless.
“I would like to say, for the record,” Kormir said mildly, “That I have no idea what’s going to happen.”
Grenth smiled.
It was not a particularly comforting smile.
The Commander cut a slice out. The toxic fumes wavered a sickly green in the air, drifting languidly, menacingly, out of the little alcove. Ten meters away, a patch of grass withered and died.
Dwayna made a strangled noise, arm outstretched as if to stop them. Beside her, Melandru sat serenely on a particularly large mushroom, watching the situation play out. She pat Dwayna on the shoulder, and if anyone could have seen them, they might have mistaken it for caring. The other gods knew better. Melandru was vicious when she wanted to be.
The other gods also knew better than to acknowledge Balthazar, whose spiritual form flickered and sparked like a light refusing to catch, or a lightbulb refusing illumination.
“I would love to know what’s going through their mind,” Lyss breathed. 
“I doubt anything is going through it,” Grenth drawled.
Kormir raised a hand. “I can confirm that.”
“Kormir can confirm that.” 
“Kormir can also speak for themselves,” Kormir said.
“Kormir can, but should Kormir?” Ilya said, eyes dancing.
“Kormir hates all of you,” Kormir said, because she did.
“Kormir’s just going to have to deal.”
Melandru nodded sagely. Dwayna absently gathered the sage and blessed it, casting it off to Queensdale.
The Commander raised the meat and held it, and for the first time, doubt flashed upon their face.
“Maybe they won’t do it after all-“
The Commander ate it.
Dwayna broke down. Melandru gave her metaphysical shoulder another metaphorical pat, and sat back to watch the show. Lyss and Ilya gave twin squeals of glee and awe. Kormir laughed at the sight, delighted at having seen something she couldn’t predict. Grenth grinned, a grin with far too many teeth and far too much hunger.
Balthazar was beginning to smoke.
Dwayna sobbed. “They are an idiot.”
The idiot continued to chow down.
They weren’t looking amazing, but they sure were trying their best.
Grenth hummed. “This is actually rather impressive. Resisting death for so long.”
Melandru sighed. “Please don’t kill the wayward Commander.”
“Their death will be their own fault, I promise.” He grinned wickedly. “Hell of a way to go though.”
“They’re so stupid,” Ilya breathed. “I forgot how much I loved humans.”
They were all studiously ignoring the rising flames surrounding the God of War.
Thirty seconds stretched on, simultaneously feeling longer than an eternity and passing in a blink of an eye. Dwayna resigned herself to their fate, and went to lean against Melandru; then quickly thought better of it, and leaned on Kormir instead. Ilya was standing behind the poor soul, shouting “Chug! Chug! Chug!”, not that the poor soul in question could hear it. Grenth snapped his fingers, and eyeshades appeared on six of the seven gods, the first blatant acknowledgement of Balthazar’s seething hatred.
A minute passed. Then another. The Commander no longer looked like they were struggling, and gazed at the preserved corpse as if it were a particularly interesting puzzle.
“Holy shit,” Melandru’s voice rumbled, speaking up for the first time. “They actually did it.”
Balthazar exploded.
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Two years later.
“You DARE to DEFY the DIVINE?!” Balthazar roared, swinging at them wildly. His movements were sharp, wrathful, and the Commander wondered, not for the first time, if they were in over their head fighting a god.
Still, they persevered. “You will not harm Aurene-!”
“No.” Balthazar cut them off, both literally and metaphorically. Their sword shattered in their hand, and they cursed, drawing another to parry the mad god’s next attack. “I’m talking about you, you damned mortal, they who would defy the rules of nature and consume that which is tainted beyond belief.“
“What are you talking about?!”
“I AM TALKING ABOUT THE HOG.”
“The- the what? What does that have to do with this?!”
“Your Injury Is Personal To Me.” Balthazar intoned.
The Commander could only stare, slack-jawed, at the deity.
Then Aurene came soaring in, and suddenly they had a lot more pressing issues to worry about.
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