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Heard from Maggot we were doing a ghost hunting thing? Anyway, let's make our ghost hunting persona!! Do this picrew and put your role!
https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/2260685/complete?cd=rKaZIhoXh8
Here's mine!
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I'd be the manager. I'd tell people which missions to go on and when, and keep track of inventory and finances.
@slimylittlemaggot @everyone else that wants to join
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enchantingepics · 2 months
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Story Prompt 14
In the dimly lit room, shadows danced across the walls as the enigmatic figure leaned back in a plush chair, a sinister smirk playing on their lips. The air was thick with tension, a palpable mix of defiance and allure.
"Tragic?!?" they scoffed, the words dripping with amusement. "Oh honey, there's nothing tragic about me! I choose to be this way - You see, it's much more fun. And besides, 'villain' is just your interpretation, love."
The room echoed with their confident laughter, a chilling sound that sent shivers down the spine of anyone who dared to listen. The figure's eyes, pools of darkness, gleamed with a twisted joy, revealing a mind that reveled in chaos.
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decorationinside · 2 months
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Step into a Modern Enchanted Forest: Magical Kids Room Design Inspirations
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"Welcome to the Imagination Station! Please have your ticket at the ready, we will be departing shortly."
My other oc project, the Imagination Station! Expect some more about both these guys and Eye of the Beholder in the near future!
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missdrummond · 5 months
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AiO Though of the Week
There is 100% a child in Odyssey who has developed an unhealthy attachment to one of the characters in the imagination station. Like we've already had a kid who almost had a meltdown because he thought the first time he ever experienced true friendship was all a simulation. Just imagine what would have happened if Sam actually wasn't real and Isaac just had to deal with the fact that this kid he built a friendship with was just a bunch of code and his own fantasy.
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true-intha-blu · 6 months
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A new start to an another portfolio project. This time working on a children's show.
Imagination Station, where two unlikely friends travel to different story books to solve the problems in creative ways.
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chopper-base · 2 years
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I wish people commissioned writers like they do artist. Like, I can't draw for shit but I'll write for you-
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A blue light lantern and a midnight ocean creating opportunities for A R T
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letters-to-rosie · 1 year
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for a future Arcane soundtrack, may I humbly suggest Jasiah
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choochooboss · 7 months
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Hello! I'm 7101, and I work for the imagination station! I'm happy to meet you all, and I hope we here at the station can help in anyway we can! We strive to hunt and learn from ghosts so that we can eventually learn to banish imaginary friends (to be called I.F.'s going forward) who've gone rogue.
What is a rogue imaginary friend, exactly? That's to answer, when children outgrow their I.F.'s, those friends might not accept that they are no longer needed. When that happens, they go through a metamorphosis that typically leads to them presenting traits from insects, becoming larger, and also becoming more aggressive. It's very important that we learn how to get rid of them before they find their child again!
Why would hunting ghosts help us learn about I.F.'s? That is more complicated, because we aren't entirely sure. We've found that methods used to banish spirits can be used to weaken/harm I.F.'s, so we believe that if we study ghosts more thoroughly we will be able to find a way to take care of I.F.'s
Any ghost/I.F. sightings? Submit it to the emergency hotline! We'll handle it as soon as possible!
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enchantingepics · 2 months
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Story Prompt 8
In the bustling city, she found herself entangled in a web of emotions, torn between the comfort of her current relationship and the allure of the forbidden. A charismatic bad boy, draped in shadows and mystery, had entered her life, casting a spell that stirred her heart.
Her days were filled with laughter and shared dreams with her kind-hearted boyfriend, a guy who exuded warmth and stability. Yet, when she crossed paths with the villain, his rebellious charm and the dangerous excitement he brought sparked a flame she couldn't ignore.
As the days unfolded, she grappled with the contrasting worlds she inhabited. The kind boyfriend offered stability and a secure future, a sanctuary of love and support. On the other side, the villain ignited her adventurous spirit, a rollercoaster of unpredictable emotions that left her breathless.
Her heart became a battleground where loyalty clashed with desire, and confusion reigned supreme. Late-night rendezvous with the villain, clandestine meetings in dimly lit corners, added a thrilling twist to her mundane existence. The bad boy, with his devilish grin and unpredictable nature, became a magnetic force that pulled her into a realm of chaos.
The moment of reckoning arrived, and she stood at the crossroads of her emotions. Torn between the reliable love of her boyfriend and the irresistible allure of the villain, she had to make a choice. The weight of her decision bore heavily on her shoulders.
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littlemagics · 1 year
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Sharing the magic of advent with my little one.  The magic of advent.  Inspirational memes.  Powerful healing dreams.  Again with the brave emails.  Flexible schedulers.  Animal activists.  My collection of Christmas tree ornaments that hold an infinite well of memories, heartbreak, love, and magic.  The vast imagination of a five year old.  Hearing about all the things my five year old enjoyed today while we were apart.  Watching classic films with my big kid.  Helping new friends. 
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hoofpeet · 8 months
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Punk Ingo and Emmet painstakingly sowing dozens of safety sign patches to their coats
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sea-lanterns · 10 months
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I love walking around in my underwear when no one's around, just to feel free, so imagine Arlecchino coming home to see her lover in her underwear and decides to claim what's hers when its been presented to her so nicely 😳🤭
oh that’s bold, anon. I like it!
tbh, i’ve never walked around in my underwear before bc i’m just too shy and feel so exposed. but, i can picture doing it with arlecchino when she’s out, and she’d do the most unspeakable things to you the moment she sees you in nothing but a bra and panties.
nsfw under the cut—————————
arlecchino who comes home to see you walking around in nothing but your underwear. unfazed in the slightest when you see her come in, as you just casually wave at her from the doorway and keep doing what you’ve been doing before.
“hey arle!”
“…hello.”
she had no idea you did these kinds of things when you were home alone and part of her is upset she didn’t get home sooner. either way, she was home now, and that means she gets to have you all to herself…
“seems like you got busy while i was gone…” arlecchino chuckles, walking over to you and wrapping her arms around your waist from behind, caging you into the kitchen counter where you worked, so you had no choice but to stay put. “did you touch yourself without me? you know how i feel about that.”
your skin shivered as she trailed a pointed finger down your hips and over your waistband, snapping the elastic into your skin and riveting eager shocks throughout your nerves. “i didn’t touch myself. i just like walking around like this, you know? it feels nice…” you murmured softly.
“it certainly looks nice.” your girlfriend husks, scooping you up from your thighs and placing you on the counter. “like a walking present, all for me…”
she drinks in the sight of you, having saw it multiple times, it still never gets old as she moves forward to claim your lips as hers. dark hands grabbing every inch of skin she could possibly reach and squeezing it roughly with her palms and nails. “you picked out a good set, but even then, your body is the true centerpiece of it all.” arlecchino groans and makes quick haste to tug off your top whilst sliding her tongue into your mouth, wanting nothing more than to devour you where you sat.
“arle, we’ll ruin the counters again. i just cleaned them…” you laughed, playfully pushing her away.
“then let me clean them this time,” arlecchino chuckles, tugging your underwear down and letting your cunt hit the cold, bare, countertop. “after all, it is your fault for walking around so temptingly…”
and as you squealed from the cold marble hitting your most sensitive area, arlecchino quickly warmed you up again as she dove her rough tongue into your hole, imagining you in all the different underwear sets she could buy as she wanted this to happen more often…
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accident
The morning sun cast a soft glow over the streets of Seattle as Y/N drove to her training session for USWNT. The familiar scent of coffee filled the air, but her mind was focused on the upcoming game and the challenges that lay ahead. As she approached an intersection, the traffic light turned red, forcing her to come to a stop.
Just as the light turned green, Y/N accelerated, her mind still occupied with thoughts of tactics and strategy for the game. The intersection was busy, cars moving in various directions. However, in the blink of an eye, a distracted driver ran a red light, colliding with Y/N's car from the side.
The impact sent Y/N's car spinning, metal crunching against metal. The sudden jolt left her disoriented, the world spinning around her. As the chaos unfolded, she heard the distant wail of sirens, and through the haze, she saw the familiar faces of Maya hopping out of the fire truck and the Station 19 team rushing to the scene before her eyes started to close shut. 
Maya takes in the scene,  her eyes fall on the license plate number she has seen dozens of times. Her mind jumps to y/n, who she knows is in Seattle for the game coming up later in the week. The y/n who she and Carina took under their wing after she showed up several times to clinic days. They opened their home for her until she was steady enough to be on her own and when she isn’t with USWNT she is home in the UK playing for Arsenal. 
Panic and concern etched across her face, as she sprinted towards Y/N's car. Reaching the damaged vehicle, she instantly saw y/n out cold. Reaching for the door handle, it wouldn’t budge. “Fuck! Guys it’s y/n. We need the jaws of life to remove the door and maybe even windshield for more access.” Travis went to grab it as Warren and Andy came with the med bag as they were on Aid car 19. “Y/n, I’m not sure if you can hear me but I need you to try to open your eyes. It’s Maya. You are going to be okay.”
Maya makes the decision to break the backseat window and enter through there before crawling front to the passenger seat. Andy did the same but remained behind y/n as she helped stabilize her neck with a c-collar after Maya checked for a pulse. 
With all the hands touching her, y/n started to stir awake, moaning in pain. “Shhh. Y/n, it’s going to be okay, just try to remain still for us.”
Hearing the familiar voice, y/n turned her head as much as possible with the collar on to the source. “Cap…” She whispered.
“Hey there, kiddo. You took quite a big hit. Andy and I are in the car with you. Can you tell me if you are in pain and where?” Maya scans over y/n as y/n thinks the question through. 
“Um. My head is pounding and the light makes it worse. Chest might be bruised… Maya…” y/n’s facial expression changes into a panicked one. 
“Y/n, what’s wrong?... Y/n talk to me…”
“...legs… I- I can’t feel my legs. Maya- no no…” Y/n begins to spiral as realization hits her. 
“Y/n, I need you to listen to me and breathe. We will figure it out but don’t focus on that right now. I need you to get your breathing under control.”
Warren assisted Travis in preparing the jaws of life while Maya focused on Y/N's immediate needs. Andy opened the med bag, retrieving equipment to monitor vital signs. 
"Y/N, I need you to stay with me. Andy's going to monitor your vital signs, and we'll make sure you're as comfortable as possible," Maya explained, her voice a steady presence in the chaos. “Nice deep breaths.”
Andy secured an IV line, administering fluids to address potential shock. Maya continued to assess Y/N's chest and abdomen, searching for any signs of internal injuries. 
"Good job, Andy. Let's keep an eye on those vitals. Y/N, I need you to let me know if anything feels off or if the pain increases," Maya directed, her focus unwavering. “Y/n pay attention to me. Eyes on me. We will worry about your legs when we pull you out.”
“Cap, my legs are everything. You know that.”
“I know, Y/n, I promise I know.” Maya is reminded of how soccer saved Y/N life and helped lift her from her rough past. 
As Maya reassured Y/N, the situation took a dire turn. A faint hissing sound emerged from beneath the wreckage, followed by the acrid smell of gas. Maya's heart sank as she realized the danger they were in.
"Warren, Travis, we've got a gas leak! We need to get Y/N out of here, now!" Maya's voice cut through the chaos, urgency evident in every word. With adrenaline coursing through their veins, the team intensified their efforts.
Travis and Warren redoubled their efforts with the jaws of life, while Andy swiftly prepared Y/N for extraction, mindful of the looming threat of fire. Maya coordinated the rescue operation with precision, her training kicking in as she assessed the risks and devised a plan.
Suddenly, a spark ignited the volatile atmosphere, and flames erupted, engulfing the front of the car. Time seemed to slow as panic surged through the team. Without hesitation, Maya made a split-second decision.
"Grab Y/N, we're getting her out, now!" Maya commanded, her voice unwavering despite the inferno raging around them. With synchronized movements, Andy and Maya carefully lifted Y/N, their actions swift yet deliberate.
“Stop it-it hurts! Maya, stop!” Y/n screamed and cried as her body was hastily carried out of the vehicle. 
“I’m sorry, Y/n but we need to leave now!” Maya screamed over the chaos. As they lifted y/n out and placed her on the stretcher, they ran as Vic and Jack foamed over the gas leak. 
“Leah… I was on a call with Leah before.” Y/n suddenly remembered having her girlfriend on the other end of the line before the crash. 
“Don’t worry, I will call her, right now.” Maya climbed into the back of the ambulance, her eyes never leaving Y/N. "You're doing great, Y/N. We're right here with you," she said, her voice filled with reassurance.
Andy followed suit, bringing the medical bag and equipment into the confined space of the ambulance. Y/N's eyes darted between Maya and Andy, seeking comfort in their familiar faces amidst the uncertainty.
“Speaking of the devil, Leah is facetiming me.” Maya says unlocking her phone but as the ambulance doors closed, Y/N's panic resurfaces. The confined space and the realization of the severity of the situation weighed heavily on her. "Maya, I can't... I can't breathe. It's too much," Y/N gasped, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
Maya quickly grabbed an oxygen mask from the medical bag. "Y/N, slow your breathing. This will help," she said, placing the mask gently over Y/N's face. "Deep breaths. In and out."
“What’s happening? Maya what happened to Y/n?!” Leah yelled through the phone panicked by Y/n’s panic. 
“Y/n look who I have on the phone, wanting to see you.” Maya tries to distract the woman in front of her. Y/n pauses for a second to see her blurred girlfriend on the screen.
“Baby, you’re going to be okay, Maya is with you and I am sure Carina will meet you in the hospital. I’ll be on the next plane over.” Leah reassured y/n. 
“Leahhh,” Y/n cried. “I can’t - can’t feel my legs. I’m so scared.” Leah pauses and a panic look crosses over her eye but she tries to remain as calm as possible. 
“Wait until the doctor’s check you out, it could just be from slight inflammation. Just focus on what Maya says. She is with you and looks like Andy is there too. You are gonna be fine, baby just remain calm.” 
“Leah, we are pulling into the ambulance bay in a minute so I am going to hang up and get her sorted for the medical staff. I’ll call you back as soon as I can.” Maya tells Leah knowing how protective she is of her girlfriend. With that Leah gives another word of love to Y/n before canceling the call. 
“I texted Carina as well, I am not sure if she’s in surgery or not but she’ll come to find us once she sees it.” Maya informs y/n knowing she is able to calm down more when Carina is around. “We are almost there, but it’s going to get chaotic. Just breathe, it’ll be alright.” 
The ambulance pulls up and doors open to reveal Amelia, Bailey, Kepner, Teddy, and Carina. 
“What do we have?” Bailey starts.
“23 year old female in a MVC, airbags deployed, head laceration, possible spinal injury, she says she can’t feel her legs. C-spine precaution taken. Y/n had two panic attacks already and is in pain but no pain meds given as unknown head trauma...” Andy trails off. 
“Alright, trauma 2.”
Y/n is rolled in as everyone takes on a role and several hands are trying to assess her injuries to the full extent. Y/n takes her deep breaths as she reminds herself they are here to help her. 
In the entrance of the room Maya whispers to Carina, “Carina, she said she can’t feel her legs. I tried to stay calm for her but it’s never good. She was freaking out…” 
A loud groan of pain takes them out of their moment as they see they have turned y/n on her side to check her back before placing her back down. Amelia does a head work up and then moves down to y/n’s legs. Carina steps closer to y/n for support as Amelia asks her if she can feel her touching her feet. 
“I can’t feel it.” Amelia moves up the leg and to the knee. “Nothing.” Amelia moves mid-thigh. “I barely feel that.”
“Okay, don’t worry, we will get a CT scan and check you out. Might just be inflammation on the spine that will go away.” Amelia reassured the girl Carina took under her wing. 
“And what if it doesn’t,” Y/n asks the question she knows the answer to. 
“Let’s see what the scans say and we will take it from there.” Amelia places her hand on Y/n’s hand but she pulls away. 
“I’m going to be sick.” With that, y/n turns her body as much as possible and only dry heaves. 
“Bambina, you are stressing yourself out. I know you are worried about playing soccer, hell even walking but one thing at a time. You can’t think of what ifs. I am here now. I will make sure things are in order. Maya and I will be there for you every step of the way. I am going to need you to practice the breathing exercises. I don’t want them to sedate you but if your panic gets in the way…”
“No, no I promise.” Y/n cuts her off and closes her eyes trying to regulate her breathing. The team talks to her about the next steps of imaging and makes her a priority case.
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