#keep on creatin'

[egginfroggin]

Imagine...

Emmet is transported to Hisui.

He became five or six years old.

When he comes back, Ingo learns that he will now become a father.

Extremely late answer, sorry, Anon.

I feel that Arceus would get punched by a very irate Subway Boss in that scenario, I love it.

This has spawned many words in the master document, as my brain has decided to positively gnaw on this idea, and alas, nothing is finished yet, so have a bit of worldbuilding and some drawings in the meantime.

Worldbuilding and close-ups under the cut, and please click on the images for better quality.

And again, thank you so much for the ask, Anon, this was really fun! ^^

Pencil sketches:

first doodle of the Little Guy

height comparisons to further emphasize the "Little" part of the Little Guy

a) Akari and Rei making the mistake of turning their backs on Emmet for 0.5 seconds as he notices something off-camera b) the twins continuing to talk, oblivious to Emmet's act of absconding c) the twins turning around to talk to their teeny charge d) swift baseball bat of Realization at the Emmet-shaped absence in their immediate vicinity

Pen sketches (part of a page of sketches that were otherwise unrelated, hence the numbering):

3. a very happy lil man, despite the oversized hat 4. he skrungle scribble 5. who's he looking at? who knows

Digital art:

Emmet craves violence. Akari and Rei are used to this (featuring: probably the best expressions I've ever drawn)

he's a bit older now, but still smaller than his evolved starter; Typhlosion can tell his soul is older, but he is physically small, so she abuses his lack of height to shower him in affection

an internal mess of conflicting instincts, thoughts, and emotional maturity, but Arceus's plan is set in motion, and there's nothing Emmet can do about it

Worldbuilding:

Emmet got shrunk on his way to Hisui, due to the Rift's distorted power affecting him on the way out; he lands on Prelude Beach, drowning in his Depot Agent uniform now that he is teeny tiny

Arceus, panicking a little bit, communicates more directly with Emmet, urging him along on his mission

Emmet's memories are messed up, and his conduct is an odd combination of a child and an adult. By which I mean he can be disconcertingly clever and mature, but also the poutiest little guy with a habit of crying

Young age plus being overwhelmed plus stress equals one mute boi; this does not change his penchant for causing Problems

Jubilife is a lot more lenient with him because of how young he is, but Laventon, Cyllene, and Kamado suspect that he isn't supposed to be like this due to how he was found

Emmet is in an awkward position as far as finding living conditions go, being too odd for most parents to want to take in but also much too young to live on his own

Akari and Rei are assigned babysitters. Let the stressing and development of gray hairs commence

Emmet is Perfectly Behaved and causes no Problems at all, of course, why would he? Why would he?

(He bolts for the gates the moment Akari opens the door in the morning) (Ress caught him)

After sending Emmet home, Arceus shortly feels a distinct feeling of being in danger

After finding out that his brother has been shrunk and not fixed, Ingo fixes metaphorical (and perhaps literal) crosshairs on the back of Arceus's head

Arceus may be in danger

Close-ups of the digital art:

(Program used for the digital sketches: Krita; time taken: about 90 minutes)

Thank you for reading all of this! I hope you have a wonderful, blessed day. :>

#asks #anon asks #eggin's writings #eggin creatin' #submas #subway boss emmet #subway boss ingo #trainer rei #pla akari #wtst #best of intentions au #yeah that's right I'm giving it a tag #just so I can keep all the miscellaneous stuff together though #someone help these teenagers #and emmet for that matter #thank you again anon! #sorry this took so long to respond to

[peachyfnaf]

Hello

I just want to say you made me happy because of your tags twice, thank you very much.

Also im shy, but want to have friends and lonely

Sorry if this is annoying

-canyouevenguesswhoiam

well FIRST OFF this ask is not annoying AT ALL /gen. its things like this that remind me the internet and fandom spaces in general are actually really cool and sweet and good places <3

second off, we are friends now :D (if you want to be <3). despite my Strange and Loud words on the internet i am Also shy asf, so dont feel pressured to speak when you dont wanna

and last but not least. hm. taps fingers against my chin. going off of the 'tags twice', my recent reblogs, and my latest follower...

sykarhan, is it? :3c

(..........it'd be SO fucking funny if i was wrong about that hjdgfdshgf)

#asks tag #uh whether i pieced together who you are or not. ty for this ask nonnie <3 its things like this that keep me creatin n rebloggin n all that

[corbinite]

Creatine HCL is not a product that should exist. I mean like from a market value perspective. It offers no benefits over regular creatine monohydrate other than it dissolves in water easier which is mildly convenient i guess, and the tradeoff is it literally tastes like vomit and can give you acid reflux. It literally just has no reason to exist

#mine #personal #so if you ever get into working out (or give creatine a shot for treating fatigue) #just go with regular creatine monohydrate #avoid hcl like the plague #also when i say it tastes like vomit #it's because the hcl stands for hydrochloric acid #it's essentially bonded to stomach acid #that's why #i bought a tiny container of creatine hcl like two years ago because it was the cheapest option i could find in gnc for some reason #and I've been diluting it with regular creatine for like the past two years just to use it up and get rid of it #and even when only using a tiny amount it tastes disgusting #trying to take a full dosage when i first got it was genuinely hard to keep down it was so gross

[linomilkers]

Minho x Reader [Warnings: dry humping, a filthy blow job, probably some medical inaccuracies, Minho calls Felix Yongbok bc canon and that's his Yongbokkie]

Note: Helloooo, this is my first time writing in this style! Just trying something different for this particular piece. Also, I started writing this before we found out about Minho's hand, so I promise I wasn't making light of his injury! Just a coincidence!

Let me know if you like it!!

Minho who hurt both of his wrists somehow, maybe it was a misstep in dance practice that sent him to the floor, or a stumble at the airport. His wrists are sprained, he's in two clunky arm braces to keep them still, and he's not meant to participate in any strenuous exercise that would involve movement of them. It sucked, being hurt, and he was missing schedules, he would fall behind in learning the new choreography, and he was setting the comeback back by a couple of weeks -- but it wasn't the worst thing. He could use a small break, even if it's just a week or two, of resting and taking it easy after nonstop months of producing content.

Minho who enjoys the break for about a week before he started getting a little stir crazy. Eating was a chore, a true test to his patience instead of being something gratifying and he couldn't cook much. He could move his wrists a little so that the muscles wouldn't weaken from not using them, but barely enough to eat, let alone prepare a full meal. Everyone else in the dorm was so busy that nobody was really cooking, so living off take out has made his face swollen and a bit puffy. Which he wouldn't mind as much, if not for how annoying Seungmin's been with pinching his cheeks and cooing at him for it. He can't even properly exact revenge and the creatine is taking full advantage of that.

Minho who can't touch himself properly and is starting to go crazy because of that too. He doesn't have to do it every day like some (namely Jisung, the little pervert), but he does it often enough that a week and a half in he's starting to feel it. Every morning he's waking up with something stiff between his legs, and he's helpless to it. Minho believes he has enough mental fortitude to look past his horniness, because no orgasm would be satisfying if he couldn't properly use his hands. He could wait it out, the braces would be off within two more weeks, he'd be fine.

Minho who breaks the day after he'd made a pact with himself to hold out. In the daze of his morning wood and being two seconds from sleep again, he rolled onto his front on his bed. Minho bunches his blankets up into a wad, then presses into it, a reedy sound leaving his mouth, unfamiliar to his own ears. It feels good, really, really fucking good, but it isn't enough. Still, it doesn't stop him from trying. He ruts pitifully into the blankets, chasing after a release he knew he wouldn't find, leaking precum in his briefs. It's embarrassing, how badly he needs it, how desperately he's trying for it -- but there's nobody home. Everyone left early this morning, so he was safe to do this for a little while, until he gets frustrated and takes a cold shower instead.

Minho, who forgot Yongbok's friend had spent the night and had promised to wait around for him to get back from schedules so they could go shopping, or out to eat, or whatever. The friend who Yongbok had made promise she would bring Minho breakfast in the morning, so that he wasn't fumbling around the kitchen himself. Minho had told him that he didn't need that, that he wouldn't want his friend going out of her way for him, but he refused to listen, and so did she. Which was surprising, she's usually pretty quiet, but the sudden headstrong attitude started him into silence and acceptance. "No earlier than 7AM," he told her, "I'll at least try to sleep in."

Minho, who doesn't hear the perfunctory knock on the door before it opens at 7:05 (of course she is close with Yongbok, because he barely waits half a second before opening the door after a halfhearted knock as well -- he doesn't care what he sees when he ambles in, usually caught in his own head about whatever he'd come for in the first place), and only realizes that Y/N is standing there with a bowl steaming in her hands when she says, "Oh, shit, sorry," as if this wasn't embarrassing enough, Minho has to let go of the pillow he'd caught between his teeth, "I should've waited for you to reply."

Minho, who knocks his head against the mattress and gives a disbelieving laugh, because of course this would happen to him. He's at the edge of his rope, he just wants to cum, and he can't even do that without being caught humping the bed like a desperate dog. He's caught between wanting to apologize to her for seeing him like this and wanting to scold her for walking in, in the first place. He doesn't get a chance to do either because Y/N offers her help instead, gentle and not in the least bit suggestive sounding, despite what she was suggesting, "I can help you out, if you want," she told him, "Yongbokkie thinks my mouth is really good."

Minho, who really doesn't have a chance to consider what that means, because since when was Yongbok getting his dick wet? Is that why he's always so calm? How long had she been doing that? And would he be okay with her offering that to Minho? Wouldn't he be upset? Or were they not together like that? He makes a confused sound in his throat, nervous to turn around where he knew she'd be able to see how hard he was, but too mortified to stay in the position he's in. So he flipped onto his back, and tries not to wince when her gaze zeros in on his cock -- so fierce, he's sure that he could feel it burning him, "I told him to ask if you needed help, but he didn't listen to me," Y/N continued to say, "Swore up and down about how you don't like asking for help, that you'd have to really need it to accept it, and I think humping your blankets is really needing it, right?" It was a fair assessment, and he feels his ears get hot, "I'll help."

Minho, who agrees because. . .well, why shouldn't he? She's offering, and he's hard and horny and wet, and he probably isn't thinking the clearest. He'd never thought of Y/N in that way, she's always just been Yongbokkie's sweet friend and that's it, but now he can't get the image of her with his cock in his mouth (or Yongbok's cock, for that matter) out of his head. With great effort, he scoots himself up the bed, among his pillows with his back against the headboard while Y/N got herself comfortable between his spread legs. She doesn't bother to take his briefs off at first, burying her nose against the hard swell beneath the fabric and breathing in deep. His face feels like its on fire, because who just does that? And why is he so turned on by it?

Minho, whose mind is spinning because this sweet girl's mouth is made for more than gentle compliments and clunky sentences in a language Yongbok is working hard to help her with. It's made for wetting the thin fabric of his light colored briefs, sucking opened mouth kisses that add to the growing wet spot on him. He has a hard time figuring out what was from him and what was from her, but it hardly matters. He throbs and twitches with every suckle and lick while she saturates the cotton. And when he is about to start whining at her for teasing him, her fingers dip beneath the elastic and fish his cock out from the briefs. A small, contented sigh leaves her mouth, like she'd been waiting all day to get her mouth on him. The head is flushed ruddy and dripping, shiny with his own slick and she shows her tongue to wet her lips, and he's throbbing again.

Minho, who can only gasp when she says, "You really needed this, right? I would have helped sooner. I like drinking cum from pretty boys," because what is Yongbok teaching her? But before he can ask, she's swallowing his cock down in one go and he cries out like he'd never been touched in his life. It sure feels like that right now, and the tight, wet heat of her mouth makes his brain melt, and any hope for thoughts that surpass, this is good, this is good, this is good leave his head. His brain to mouth filter evaporates, he spreads his legs further, "Fuck," his eyes roll back, because if he looks at her then he'll cum and he wanted to enjoy this for a little while at least, "Who taught you to be this naughty?"

Minho, who wasn't really looking for an answer, but Y/N slips off to tongue at his slit any way, then drools a glob of spit on his shaft and fucks him with her hand, "Yongbokkie," she replied without thought, "He trained my throat really well, now I can take all of you pretty deep." All of them? He can't clarify because she's sucking his balls into her mouth and soaking them with her tongue and his mind fizzles out again. It's too much, all of it, and she does it with a practiced ease of someone who is taking a lot of cocks in her mouth and his mind is reeling with it. She slobbers and drools and sucks until she's licking back up to the tip, taking him down, down, down, until the head nudges at the back of her constricting throat.

Minho, who comes with barely a warning scraping away from his tongue but Y/N doesn't mind. She withdraws just enough so it fills up the pocket of her cheek, squeezing the base, working him through it. He thinks his vision whites out for a second, he's almost positive he might have momentarily blacked out from the intensity of it. It burns from his fingertips up through his chest, spiraling through his whole body like summer storm lightening. It's a lot, his muscles lock up, he thinks if there were any time to understand the universe it would be now after he just flooded her mouth.

Minho, who isn't sure what to expect exactly, but certainly didn't expect her to crawl back up his body, tilt his chin toward her mouth and fix their lips together. He didn't expect her to push his cum into his mouth either, in a kiss so filthy and gross he knows he's going to be touching himself to it for months to come. At least he doesn't taste all that bad, as she makes him share, and he moans pretty pitifully against her tongue.

Minho, who finally opens his eyes after some time and is greeted with a smile, "Good news is, we were quick about it so your food is still warm," she tells him, "Should I feed it to you? I don't mind." And who would have thought that, with his softening cock against his thigh, and his wrists in braces, that Y/N would offer him something like that too? She'd already done too much, hasn't she? More than she'd been requested to, should he really let her feed him? Or was she joking?

Minho, who quickly finds that she isn't joking at all actually. She doesn't wait for him to answer before she's offering him rice and a sliver of egg from his bowl, holding it out toward his mouth. Minho parts his lips, she presses it inside, then gives an even bigger, triumphant smile when he hums at the taste, "It's good, hm? I made it myself."

Minho, who decides that he needs to know more about her, needs to implant himself deeper into her life, needs to ask Yongbok where he found her and if he's willing to share.

#stray kids smut #stray kids x reader #lee minho x reader #lee know x reader #lee know smut

[mephinomaly]

[TL] BIOHAZARD/Prologue

[ This post uses Ois~su ♪ ]

Season: Winter

Time: Early March in the first year of ES’s establishment

Location: In a underground livehouse, one of UNDEAD’s haunts

Keito: (What is that?)

(What the hell is happening…?)

Rei: 『♪~♪~♪』

Kaoru: 『♪♪♪♪♪』

Koga: 『H！E！L！L！』

Adonis: 『S！I！N！G！』

Koga + Adonis: 『We are 『HELLSING』 ...☆』

Keito: I have no idea what’s going on—

HELLSING…? No matter how I look at it, that’s UNDEAD!

Rei: 『♪~♪~♪』

Kaoru: 『♪♪♪♪♪』

Keito: Oi! Listen up!

I know this isn’t a great time but I need to ask you guys something!

Adonis: —Hey. Oogami, Oogami, Hasumi-senpai is in the stage wings making a racket.

I am not sure how our senpais will react to this, so I think we should deal with him before something bad happens.

Koga: Nah, if somethin’ was gonna happen, it woulda happened by now.

Actually, I don’t want this important live t’be interrupted. Guess we’ll have t’see what he wants.

Oi, shitty glasses— Whaddya want?

Can’t you see we’re in the middle of rehearsal?

Keito: Let me make this clear first of all - I have no intention of interrupting your activities. I’m no longer the vice-president of the Student Council so I have no reason to be supervising the activities of problem children like you.

Koga: God, you fuckin’ know how t’waffle on and on. So why are you here if it’s got nothin’ t’do with us? Random person who looks good in glasses, whaddya want, hmmmm?

Keito: Well I don’t see how that’s relevant. We once donned the same costumes and participated in the same activities, and now we share an agency.

And that is precisely why I, as a representative of RhythmLink, have gone out of my way to come ask you this.

Your recent “peculiar activity” has become troublesome for the agency.

Therefore, I’d like to know what’s happening, UNDEAD.

Firstly-, what is “HELLSING”?

Koga: ...

Keito: Why are you keeping quiet, Oogami?

Can’t you explain it to me? After all, as you quite rightly said, you and I are in different units and are complete strangers who–

Adonis: Please wait a moment, Hasumi-senpai. I don’t think Oogami will be able to explain this very well.

Truthfully, we don’t really know what’s going on ourselves—

Koga: Shut it, Adonis. Yer actin’ like a parent who’s watchin’ their kid run their first errand. Stop addin’ unnecessary shit to the conversation.

Adonis: But, Hasumi-senpai will probably be able to offer useful advice—

Koga: Shut up! He fuckin’ said it himself, he ain’t got nothin’ to do with us anymore!

Now you’re actin’ like your our parents and tryna stick your nose in where it doesn’t belong! Stupid shitty glasses.

Keito: That was never my intention… I’m really– no, I mean, I’m worried about you.

I always end up imposing Oogami with heavy burdens that are my own responsibility.

Koga: Oi, don’t apologise! They told me to take it on, and you told me it was a lot anyway!

…Seriously man, don’t worry ‘bout it. HELLSING is just a different name we, UNDEAD, use on stage.

Recently, the hardcore rock image we use on stage versus the stupid silly image we use on like, variety shows is creatin’ a divert… divertent?

Adonis: A divergence?

Koga: Yeah, that! It’s creating a divergence in terms of how we present ourselves, so we thought that we could just use different names whether we’re on stage or doin’ our regular activities!

It’s like those mangas you fuckin’ love so much. They use different names dependin’ on what they’re doin’.

Keito: Umu… I suppose that’s true, as there are mangaka that operate under different pseudonyms based on if they are working on commercial materials or R-18 material.

Though generally, fans can tell from their art style that it is the same person.

Adonis: I don’t know much about manga but. Think of it as a parent company setting up subsidiaries, where each brand markets different things dependent on what activities they engage in.

Our, so to speak, immoral, radical activities will be handled by HELLSING, and our more friendly and palatable activities handled by UNDEAD.

Only what we do and the name has changed, the members remain the same. Me, Oogami, Sakuma-senpai, and Hakaze-senpai.

Keito: So what’s the point in doing all this…?

Koga: Shut uppp, there’s a ton of reasons. I get you’re a producer ‘n all but why’s it any of your business?

Keito: ...

Koga: …It’s whatever, alright?

This is what I wanted. To be honest, the fans are a little confused but everyone else is pretty happy with it.

I feel like I can actually breathe now I’m not bein’ forced t’do stupid varieties shows ‘n shit like that.

So that means it’s a good thing— all of it is.

I said it’s fine so everyone who says otherwise should shaddup!

『♪~♪~♪』

[ ☆ ]

Chapter 1

#ensemble stars #enstars #translation #UNDEAD #rei sakuma #kaoru hakaze #adonis otogari #koga oogami #keito hasumi #flackback #wooo undead climax woooo

[sketchy-rosewitch]

Ours: Bo Sinclair x hinge!f!reader x Vincent Sinclair

Warnings: Bo’s a little drunky, also he confesses how obsessed he and Vincent are with you

A/N: Dead Ringers is like all up in my brain rn so that’s what you guys get.

Masterlist

Loud yelling and groaning comes from the TV as you and Bo watch a movie. Vincent had his head laying on your lap and you could tell by his steady breathing he was asleep. You couldn’t help but still play with his dark hair. Running your fingers carefully through it, braiding a few strands.

Bo sat on his chair that was angled so you could have conversation with him but he could still watch the TV.

It felt nice getting to sit here with both of them. It hardly ever happened with them practically having opposite sleep schedules. You took your wine cooler and sipped it, the condensation making your fingers wet. You playfully put your fingers on Vincent’s forehead and he flinches but continues to sleep. You giggle and Bo looks at you. He sips his beer and keeps staring, when you notice, you stop and look away. Bo had been the more intimidating of the two for you. You don’t know what it is but you feel like you have to listen to everything he says. Like he’ll snap if you just make one wrong move.

The room is silent again, you feel Bo still staring but you continue to play with a piece of Vincent’s hair.

Then the mechanic speaks up, his voice makes you jump, but you ease into the conversation when you realize how calm he is.

“You know, Vincent and I had to share a lot of things when we were younger.” He takes another sip of his beer.

You nod, not understanding a bit where this conversation was going.

“Shared a bed, birthdays, clothes, a brother, parents, thoughts, and feelings. Never had to share a girlfriend though. No matter how much both of us wanted to share one of them. We never did.” You look at him absolutely confused. He finishes his beer and sets it down, relaxing into the chair. Your hands have stopped playing with Vincent’s hair, they sit one on the top of his head and the other over his crossed hands.

“Now we don’t share shit, he works in his basement creatin’ and I work at the gas station destroyin’. Then some girl from god knows where came in this town bein’ so sweet and carin’ yet ended up the greediest thing ever. Needin’ both of us instead of one.”

Your heart clenches thinking Bo is gonna yell at you. Call you a slut and whore. You only liked those names in the bedroom but he’s called you them a few times outside of it, those were enough it freak you out enough to not get him mad again.

“Thank God you needed both of us, don’t think either one of us could stand not sharin’ again.”

Bo gets up, you watch him like a hawk as he walks up to you. Your head tilts up to meet his face. He leans down and kisses you, you taste the alcohol on his lips. He lets go.

“I love you Bo.”

He hums, and grabs his beer off the end table before going into the kitchen to throw it out, he passes through the living room.

“I’ll be upstairs whenever you two decide to come up.” Bo tilts his head towards the stairs. You nod.

-

It’s not long before you wake Vincent. He’s groggy and a groan cokes from his chest. You take his hand and guide him up the stairs. Bo is on the left side of the bed, he’s not asleep yet. You can tell because he flinches when the door opens. You don’t mean to scare him. You go to the other side of the bed and crawl in wrapping your arms around Bo, Vincent comes in after you and wraps his arms around you. Vincent kisses your shoulder gently, trying to fall asleep again.

You fall asleep easily between the two.

#bo sinclair x reader #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair #house of wax #house of wax 2005

[muffintonic]

Rito “Hair”

Wood duck

vs

Teba. I rest my case.

...Just kidding! Anyway, this post kind of got away from me, so here’s a table of contents.

I. What IS a feather? II. An argument for Rito feathers III. Hypothetical grooming habits IV. Revali’s braids TLDR

I. What IS a feather?

To begin: the Rito are covered with feathers, we’re all aware of that.

Now, the real question is what KIND of feathers do they have on their heads and whether they need to preen/comb them in general.

Here are the types of feathers that real life birds have:

Wing feathers/remiges are asymmetrical, less flexible, and located on the wings for flight. 

Tail feathers/retrices are similar to reminges but have more of a fan shape for steering and are located at the tail. 

Contour feathers cover birds' bodies and have waterproof tips and fluffy bases. These also include flight feathers (remiges/retrices)--coverts are contour feathers that cover the bases of flight feathers.

Semiplumes are mostly hidden beneath other feathers and have a loose, insulating structure.

Down feathers are the innermost layer of feathers and trap body heat with their fluffiness. 

Filoplumes are sensory receptors (like whiskers) that inform wind, air pressure, and feather movements and are usually hidden beneath contour feathers.

Bristles are like eyelashes and are located around the beak.

Feather structures themselves are either pennaceous (stiff and flat with microscopic hooks on the barbules that interlock and proof against wind and water) or plumulaceous (flexible barbs with long barbules that trap air).

The calamus extends into the central rachis, the rachis has barbs branching out from it, and the barbules have hooks that interlock them with other barbules (the flat surface created by the interlocked barbules is called a vane).

Basically: calamus = roots, rachis = trunk, barbs = branches, and barbules = leaves. 

How do the barbules stay hooked to each other, you may ask? The answer to that is preening!

Whenever the barbules become separated, birds draw the feather through their beaks to rezip the hooks that keep them together. This process also serves to realign feathers to keep them aerodynamic/in proper tracts for insulation and remove keratin sheaths from newly grown feathers (AKA pin feathers). For the places they can’t reach with their beaks, such as their heads/necks, birds will run their talons through their feathers. There’s also social grooming called allopreening where birds--usually mated pairs--will help each other complete this process in the hard-to-reach places (typically restricted to the head/neck areas unless between mates).

Preening additionally removes dust/dirt and parasites while distributing preen oil. Most birds (a rare few have pulviplumes/powder down instead) have this hidden exocrine nipple-ish thing located at the base of their tail feathers called a uropygial/preen gland that produces preen oil. Preen oil is a whiteish, waxy/oily secretion (with every bird’s oil having a distinct smell--yes, birds can smell they have olfactory epithelium lining their caudal nasal concha and that’s one way they find mates/the oil is used for social communication) that birds use to waterproof their feathers, protect against bacteria, keep them flexible, and reduce feather degradation. Birds also spread this oil on their legs and feet to be transferred to the hard-to-reach places during scratching. Yes, I think Rito have the Oil Nipple (they already have the nictitating membrane underneath their eyelids, so why not).

Birds typically have molt seasons where the feathers that have experienced enough wear and tear that preening isn’t enough to maintain their structure are shed. Molts start with the innermost primary feathers/central tail feathers and move outwards. Bigger birds tend to have partial molts wherein they stagger the regrowth of individual primary and secondary feathers on the wings over the course of multiple years. Regarding molting, I interpreted the Creating a Champion blurb to mean that Rito chicks fully molt every season and the adults only regrow feathers they lose/pull out (kind of like how people regrow hairs that fall out). I guess Rito feathers are a bit more durable than normal bird ones? (Hopefully that means less time spent preening as well--normal birds spend around a few hours each day preening since it involves going through individual feathers.)

*whispers* Also, when feathers first form, they have arteries running through them--these are known as blood feathers. Eventually, as they grow, the blood supply recedes to the shaft's base and they become regular feathers once unfurled from the sheath. Oh, and since filoplumes are under contour feathers, that means Rito CAN feel things with their wings! (At the very least, i’d imagine they could feel if they were touching something because of the pressure sensitivity aspect.)

II. An argument for Rito feathers

In terms of what the Rito have on their heads, there SEEM to be two feather variations:

1) Feathers that have a defined shape and are the same color as the rest of their main plumage color.

2) Whatever these finer ones are (located around the back and near their ear holes) that are a different color from their other head feathers.

What can those finer feathers be, though? The answer was right there all along:

they’re still part of the same feathers. These feathers are undoubtedly crest feathers, which are semiplumes. Crest feathers are located on the head/neck/upper back, so this is kind of obvious in hindsight. Since semiplumes are plumulaceous, they're soft and pliable due to having a thin yet developed central rachis without any hooks on the barbules.

You may be wondering “what’s up with the variation in their feathers, then?” at this point. Specifically for their head feathers, it seems like some Rito have semiplumes that can grow long barbs (like Frita), and some don’t (like Kass and Teba). Some are even able to grow them out in places beyond the standard two zones for Rito (like Kaneli and Harth).

Basically, I imagine barb length to be something like our version of whether some people have straight vs curly hair (or can’t grow their hair past a certain point, I guess).

III. Hypothetical grooming habits

So, if the “hair” is just semiplumes and their barbs, what does that mean for Rito grooming habits?

For the record, I take every pun that any of the Rito characters make to be clues about their physiology because otherwise it wouldn’t make sense for them to be making such specific jokes. Revali says “winging it” and “preen yourself,” so therefore the Rito have wings and preen themselves (and also lay eggs according to Kotts’ “unhatched egg” comment, which seems obvious but also isn’t relevant to this post so I won’t get into it here).

Let’s go back to contour feathers for a moment. Since Rito contour feathers ARE watertight (I figure they also don’t have sweat glands just like birds don’t--imagine getting sweat trapped under feathers/creating bacteria and dripping into down? It just doesn’t work),

it stands to reason that they would need regular maintenance to ensure that the barbules stay properly hooked together to form that seal. AKA, the Rito need to preen like regular birds to keep their feathers healthy.

What would preening look like for the Rito, though?

Since Rito are a mix of Hylian and bird traits, i’m not entirely sure whether they have the additional cervical vertebrae that birds do that would allow for their necks to be highly flexible for tasks like preening. However, the long length of their necks is very noticeable, so I assume that they do. Either way, they nevertheless would be able to reach at least their wing feathers easily by themselves.

*whispers* On the subject of bones, I think the Rito have some but not as many pneumatized bones as birds do. Birds have hollow bones so their air sacs can form pockets inside them--they have a unidirectional respiratory system in which the air sacs keep oxygenated air moving through the lungs. This system causes the sternum to be pushed outward during respiration, which means that restraining the sternum causes a bird to suffocate. The Rito do seem to visibly breathe a bit differently from Hylians and definitely have no problem breathing at high elevations (seen in the landing of Vah Medoh and Revali’s DLC cutscene), but they also don’t seem to have room for posterior air sacs in their torsos and wear fitted armor. Their voluminous chests may indicate anterior air sacs (which would mean some hollow bones), though. Either that or it’s just from the massive pectoral muscles that birds require to fly. How much real life logic can be applied to fictional bird people in a world where magic exists, anyway?

Since their torsos are so long, i’m not sure if they would be able to reach their retrices or, like, the back of their lower leg feathers unless they could contort like birds do when they preen. Similarly, reaching the back of their heads with their feet seems difficult (I can personally at least touch my foot against the side of my head, but then again I neither have stubby Rito legs nor a bendy neck so results may vary). I feel like they must be able to bend enough to reach the places a normal bird would be able to, though, because otherwise why else would they still have feathers in those spots?

Also, we know they can control their tail feathers/at least lift them closer.

If the Rito can’t reach certain areas via beak or talons by themselves and don’t have/want someone else to help them out (or maybe just don’t want to use those methods), I think they would use special grooming tools. As far as re-hooking barbules together without a beak goes, I ripped apart the vane on this (peacock) contour feather and tested to see whether I could rezip the barbules.

I was able to fix the tear by pinching my thumbnail and the flat of my index finger together and dragging up the tear in the direction of the feather’s barbs.

I created another tear to see if this would work with a uniformly flat object (along the lines of a flat iron), and it didn’t work. This may be due to human error, however--if anyone gets different results, please let me know. Note: the vanes of feathers make a sort of velcro noise when manually torn due to the way the barbules hook to each other.

Since contour feathers seem to require a pinching maneuver similar to how beaks work, I imagine the Rito would need a sort of castanet-like implement with a prong to “comb” their feathers.

If the tool worked only for rezipping and not really cleaning, the Rito could do what conservators who manage featherworks (art/artifacts with feathers incorporated into them) do and use paintbrushes to dry clean unreachable feathers.

For the more hair-like barbs on their heads, a comb with wide teeth (and maybe rake-like ends) would probably work for imitating talons/another beak in the case of allopreening. The comb’s teeth would need to be wide since the branching nature of the long barbs and the additional direction of the barbules on each side of the barbs might cause snags otherwise.

*whispers* Speaking of Rito helping each other out: the open roosts, shared kitchen, and way that nobody wants to talk to an outsider like Link before he speaks to the Elder and gets the scoop on/helps with Vah Medoh’s rampage all point to a very collectivistic culture for the Rito (possibly even their feather industry could be run collectively if the feathers are sourced from whatever villagers can spare some feathers). I think this cultural setup lends itself well to allopreening.

In terms of styling their feathers beyond braiding, i’m of the opinion that the Rito don’t really do that since there probably aren’t many styles that would hold their shape without damaging the feathers. I can definitely believe it’s not Maybelline with them considering how birds in real life can naturally grow curly feathers,

straight feathers,

pompadours,

whatever this is,

and anything in between. I don’t think the Rito ever clip their feathers, either.

IV. Revali’s braids

Revali’s braids are definitely the same color as the rest of him and stick out in a rigid way (I think they only turn down a bit at the ends from the weight of his jade bangles), so his semiplumes don’t seem to be able to grow out the barb part--the ends definitely have chunky/defined bits and I imagine they’d look like Teba’s feathers when unbraided.

It seems very weird at first for him to be outright braiding his feathers directly. However, as we’ve established, semiplumes are very pliable due to their thin rachises and loose barbs. I test braided some peacock feathers, and I was able to successfully braid them even with the feathers being tail feathers with thick rachises and therefore stiffer. Notably, it was easier to braid them towards the ends where the rachises were thinner.

I actually think that Revali keeps them in braids specifically because: 1) Braids are an inherent part of Rito culture, and he really loves Rito Village (as evidenced by his DLC dialogue/diary). The only Rito who doesn’t have them is Kass since he can’t seem to grow out his feathers near his ear holes/his crest feathers grow too unevenly for braiding, and I think his little pin thing is supposed to be a substitute for that. 2) The braids/ribbons keep his feathers neat and clean when doing archery training (at least that’s what the Zapotec people use ribbon-braids for). 3) He needs his feathers to be kept neat and clean specifically because it’s hard to maintain them by himself (his habit of wearing scarves may also be to protect his neck feathers). There’s been no mention of his family or friends ever, so I assume he has none--every other champion (including Link) has had mentions of one or the other. No allopreening for Revali, sadly.

TLDR: The “hair” is semiplume feathers, some Rito’s head feathers just have longer barb lengths. The Rito likely need to maintain their feathers like regular birds in general. Revali can’t grow out his barbs, but the pliable nature of his semiplumes make them braidable.

#botw #breath of the wild #rito #revali #teba #rito hair #tloz #the legend of zelda #rito feathers #long post #mine #godDANG was this a labor of love holy halibut #i did find some answers to other questions in the process though so i think it was worth it in the end

[dailyadventureprompts]

I have to say, this isn't a request, but you're genuinely such an inspiration for my DMing style; the other day I was thinking about my 'dream D&D campaign' and unironically you were the DM. Your ideas are so arcane and deep-rooted, yet simple and charming- it's like a combination of modern and classic D&D in the purest way possible. Keep on creatin, Dapper, you're cool as hell.

Have to say I'm absolutely honoured by this friend, I might just put " Ideas so Arcane and deep-rooted, yet simple and charming" on a t-shirt.

Inspiring others is exactly why I started all this.

#prompt postage

[cator99]

Some of you are on here running a masterclass on having a blog like it shows such intelligence to do what you do so effortlessly and I take mental notes at every turn. I am surrounded by genius. On the other hand some of you are here to be the little family guy playing in the corner cus I get bored a hell and need some retard shit going on to keep me grounded. Whatever that means (Grounded). I stole a $100 bag of protein powder today. Best on the market. They keep it next to the locked up $50 containers of creatine so its probably a sick trap but I've done it 3 times now and nothing has happened yet. But to be honest every time I walk over to the grocery store with the intention of stealing I spend that time inducing a state of meditative trance wherein i convince myself that I'm invisible and I genuinely feel like it kind of works because when I'm trying to walk through the hordes of indian men standing around on the street at night smoking none of them move out of my fucking way so that's pretty awesome

[egginfroggin]

*Slaps table again*

Norminmas.

Submins.

Normas.

Whatever.

Those funky little guys from Tales of Zestiria, but Submas.

(Program: Krita; time taken: about 1 hour, 10 minutes)

#submas #subway boss ingo #subway boss emmet #pokemon #pokemon fanart #tales of zestiria #toz normin #tales of fanart #obscure crossover go #eggin creatin' #they do attack and defense stuff probably #look at them #would you keep them on your team? #I haven't played toz in ages #next I'll be spitting out kirby versions of characters probably

[hypergamiss]

What are supplements that you take or that you would recommend? My doctor just tells me to eat healthy :/

I try to keep it very simple and only take supplements that I consider necessary.

Daily multivitamin (I always rotate between different brands when I run out)

Fish Oil for Omega-3s

Vitamin D (this is one my doctor suggested to incorporate)

Mineral drops for my water (this keeps me hydrated without having to drink water constantly)

Creatine (helps me with muscle retention/growth)

L-glutamine (helps me with gut health)

Protein powder (I like to stick to vegan ones)

Pre-workout (I rarely take this when I genuinely need a boost)

[tamamita]

hey sal i'm thinking of starting gymming next monday but i was wondering what kind of supplements would be good to buy

I can recommend you three dietary supplements:

Whey Protein, pretty much an essential for muscle growth and recovery. Always take it within 30 mins after a weightlifting session.

Pre-Workout/Creatine: They are often mixed together, but can be bought separately. Pre-workout is a dietary supplement containing ingredients (such as caffeine) and is designed to help enhance athletic performance. Creatine is a compund that exists in your muscles and helps produce energy, allowing your muscles to perform better in weightlifting.

Casein Protein, as opposed to Whey, is a slow-digestive protein that exists in most dairy products: They're especially good to take before bed or as a meal, keeping your body with sufficient proteins to absorb during the night or in-between larger meals.

There are ofcourse alternatives for vegans, lactose intolerant and vegetarians.

[ask-the-royal-absol]

to Felix : here a Strawberry Chocolate Crepe . because I'm not sure if you eat lately

Felix: Pal, did ya really have to go and do that?

Destino: You know the Prime tax. If you’re friends with me, I have joint ownership of your belongings. So, that “crepe” thing also belonged to me. You know, anonymous Pokémon, perhaps you should send some more of those in my direction. You’d certainly have my favour if you did.

Felix: …

*Hope took one look at the item around her leg. There’s a glint of recognition in her eyes.*

Hope: Oh nice! My own muscle band! We have a lot of these at the training grounds. Master Farris always keeps a large stash of these as well as other items for other Pokémon to use for training. Thanks! Though, I’m currently wearing my expert belt so I may not be able to feel the full effects of this band.

*Felix studied the shell bell, turning it over in his hand. He gently bit down on the strange item, just to see what the deal with it is.*

Felix: Two items in one day. Must be my lucky day. I have no idea how ta use this but I’ll keep it in mind.

*With the wave of his hand, a small, spiralling portal opened up beside him, hovering in the air. He carefully put the hand that was holding the shell bell inside and dropped it off. It hovered in place, gravity not affecting this world as it does in the regular world. The world inside of the portal had a familiar feeling quality about it. The walls looked light grey and the gemstones on the walls had a purplish hue to them. It was an exact mirror of the where everyone was standing. The portal slowly closed up, leaving not a trace of its existence. Hope looked at Felix, confused by the experience but also intrigued.*

Felix: Oh right, ya would have never seen this before. We ghost types have access ta the Spirit Realm. I kinda use it as my own personal storage.

Hope: The Spirit Realm? And you can get the items back out again, right? No one will take it?

Felix: Yep. It’s pretty easy for me ta do and many other ghost type do the same. Though a lotta ghost types struggle with creatin’ a portal of this size. We have an unspoken rule about not touchin’ each other’s stuff so there no risk in anyone takin’ it.

Hope: Huh, neat. Could you put this muscle band in there for me? I’ll want to wear it when I’m at the training grounds.

Felix: Sure.

*Felix carefully undid the knotted muscle band and performed the same motion as before. A similar sized portal appeared, shell bell from before still hovering in place. He placed the band next to the bell and closed the portal again. Meanwhile, Destino carefully looked at their item, seemingly unimpressed by what was given to them. Wasn’t this the item used by the Sneasels in their kingdom? Why would they want something like this? Absols couldn’t evolve. Waiting for the anonymous Pokémon to face away from them, they dropped the item to the ground. What use would they have for an item like that up on the surface.*

*A wide smirk grew on their face and a plan formed in their head. As much as Destino (as much as they regretted thinking this) enjoyed the banter they had going on with this pokemon, Destino was not in the mood for a battle of quips. Destino would make Snow regret opening her mouth.*

Destino: Ah, of course Snowball. You’re unable to feel fatigue. How could I be so foolish? All this time, I thought you had nothing to offer and then you come and tell me that? What excellent news! That’s exactly what I needed to hear! You’ve really saved me a lot of trouble.

*They quickly removed the strap from around their neck and lifted the bag up over their head. It really wasn’t all that heavy for Destino; they just liked to add a bit of drama to hopefully trick someone into carrying it for them. Looks like they didn’t need to do that after all. From the corner of his eye, Felix could see Destino about to throw the bag they had obtained onto Snow. Now was the time for revenge.*

*When Felix entered Destino’s body and used their voice, it was an incredibly weird thing to hear. The subtle eye colour change when Felix was talking would have been unnoticeable to those who weren’t watching. Hope watched, quite impressed at this skill Felix had. Was this a thing that all ghost types could do? Or did Felix have a high aura core strength? Either way, it was interesting to see. Perhaps she would get Master Farris to measure his aura core strength, as well as Destino.*

Destino: But that’s no fun! It’s more entertaining seeing others doing the work for me. The struggle is the best part.

Felix (In Destino’s body): Not now, pal. There’s a time and a place and bein’ this close to the surface ain’t the time nor the place. I will take full control of ya if I need ta.

Destino: …Fine. Fine! Ruin my entertainment! Take my belongings! Just get out of me. I can feel you squirming around and it’s gross. I shouldn’t have my body violated by you.

*Destino could feel their friend exit out of their body in the form of purple goop. Their teeth clenched together from the pain of it happening. Felix reconstituted himself into his regular shape and floated over to the toppled-over bag. He collected the mass of berries that had fallen out and put them back in. With another wave of his hand, a swirling portal opened up and he put the bag of berries next to the other two items. Closing the portal, Felix turned back to Destino who had their eyes narrowed at him.*

Destino: This was revenge for the crepe thing, wasn’t it?

Felix: It was.

*Destino gave their usual grin at Felix. They didn’t mind Felix having a bit of revenge for their actions. And that body possession wasn’t as bad as the other times had been. Time to amp up the dramatics.*

Destino: Is this gonna happen with all of your food items? Am I not allowed to share with you anymore? How you wound me Felix! I thought we were friends! Such betrayal! As the Prime, I demand everything! I suppose I shall have to punish you for your actions.

*Felix smiles. He loved it when Destino mocked the way they were supposed to act as royalty. It was nice to see a small fraction of the goofy absol he knew Destino could be.*

Felix: Oh, forgive me ya majesty. Allow me ta beg ya for forgiveness and grovel at ya paws. Throw me into the dungeon and leave me there for all eternity. I’ll give ya all my food from now on.

Destino: As you should!

*The pair laughed. Destino wished they could have more moments like this where they could both joke around but didn’t see it as something they would be able to do on the surface. Would Destino even see Felix much on the surface if he had to stay hidden? Probably not. Destino couldn’t say it but they were secretly quite happy that Felix had decided to join them. He was probably the only piece of the Underdark that they liked.*

Hope: If you two are finished, I’d like to carry on. I can just about see light at the end of this tunnel.

*In the distance, a small pinprick of light was shining at the end of the rocky tunnel. The group could feel a faint breeze blowing past them and the air began to feel fresher with each step. It was time. Destino would take their first steps onto the surface and this would be a huge step for all of the Pokémon that lived in the Underdark.*

#pokemon ask blog #pokemon #pokemon oc #pokemon askblog #ask blog #ask the royal absol #destino the absol #pokeask #ask #hope the Blaziken #Felix the gengar #here we are #chapter 3

[kontextmaschine]

As someone who got COVID March last year, still experiences heart palpitations, and is often fatigued now - should I try the creatine thing you're doing? If it doesn't work, I could just stop, right?

Are there side effects I should watch out for?

There is one specific symptom it is useful for: difficulties in processing blood sugar into ATP energy, where it helps by replacing with energy derived from breaking down stored fat. Over my (9 now, I think) cases I've encountered other fatigue symptoms, including one that was really an iron deficiency and one I suspect was "post-exertional malaise", the creatine did nothing for them.

Creatine is pretty safe though, your body makes some naturally all the time, if you took a bucketload on the reg it might gratuitously let you burn too much fat doing exercise and then starve in a famine.

I would say it's worth trying once – take say 4 scoops, it'll take effect within 20 minutes, if that clears it up yay, take it every day and it'll burn fat to keep you on until the symptom clears, if it makes you feel a bit better but not totally try some more until you find your level, if that's not it sorry but maybe suggest it to other people with fatigue.

#long covid

[chaisshitposts]

https://www.tumblr.com/chaisshitposts/731358282086793216/how-about-if-i-affrim-ill-wake-up-to-my-dream?source=share

Affirmed I'll wake upto my dream life and it didn't work?

anon— 🧍 honey, sweetie, darlin'— listen to me, when creatin' a new belief, ya need to practice it. and by practice I mean ya need to continuously say/think/affirm that new belief, regardless of everything and anything. it doesn't matter if right now yer 3D does not reflect the life ya want, keep affirming, keep thinking thoughts from the perspective of having your dream life. circumstances never matter when you're creatin' new things.

you have your dream life in your head, and ik we all get tired of people sayin' 'the only true reality is the 4D' or 'dont react to the 3D'. what imma need you to do is continuously think from the perspective of your dream life. think whatever you want that affirms the things you want. be delusional, be consistent, be responsible and watchful of your thoughts.

now, we're all human and we still need to live the lives we have in the 3D but ALWAYS keep thinking from the perspective of your dream life. you need to be stubborn about the things you want.

and no you don't need to believe your affirmations or thoughts, all you need to do is repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, stop your negative thoughts and doubts before they can FINISH, and repeat your affirmations, do not entertain the old story by dwelling on it. correct those old ideas gently but authoritatively as if you were teaching a child.

you have to forgive yourself for the doubts, negatives, and all that other bullshit because you are now relearning something, you are rewiring not only your brain but your way of life. your circumstances do n o t m a t t e r, do not accept what you don't want.

I don't care if you've got negative three dollars in your bank account, look at that shit and say 'Damn! Look at all the money I got, holy SHIT!!!"

I don't care if you used to think you were dumber than a sack of shit and are staring down at a failed exam. Look at it and say 'Woah! I can't believe I aced this??? What the hell-- I didn't even study!"

I don't care if every time you look in the mirror you hate what you see. Look at yourself and say "Have I always been this pretty? Shhhhhhiiiiitttt... Vogue should sign me."

You need to practice hyping yourself up. Gaslight yourself until the lies become your truth, but don't stop living your current reality, just pretend that you're doing the things you want to be done in your dream life. Your subconscious is blind after all, the only evidence and proof it has are your dominant aka repeated thoughts and words.

I don't care if it's hard at first, keep practicing and soon it'll become easier than ya could have ever imagined. And if you can't help but to spiral or fall into a moment of sadness bc of some shit ya saw in the 3D— that's okay. It's not gonna reset your progress unless you let it consume you, if you allow it to fester and grow, you will backtrack. but even then, it's okay to start again, the journey is always ready to accept new travelers.

Cry if you need to, get angry if you need to, wallow in the fetal position if you need to— but while you're letting out your feelings, affirm for the life you want, affirm for the life that you truly deserve because you deserve your dream life no matter what you've been taught whilst growing up in this world. Hope this helped ya out and gave ya motivation.

#— chai's asks. !! ~ #— anonnie. !! ~

[d3adbr3inc3lls]

Sidian/Onyx x Gymbro GN! Reader | HCs w/ drabble

Not many headcannons accompained by a drabble with no plot whatsoever, just a written piece because Onyx/Sidian needs more love and I can't believe that I'm like, one of the only people who simp for him

Honestly?

He doesn't care if you just started to gym a few weeks ago or years ago and gained muscle, he's just happy that you two have an activity you can do together.

It helps him weave you in more into his already somewhat busy schedule when he isn't making Sango stays out of trouble.

Definately has a home gym and is more than happy to let you use it,

He will take offence to you asking if he wants creatine or something,

That man ranks creatine close to steriods and doesn't believe in them.

Can and will spot you if you need, he doesn't mind it at all.

If Sango finds out about your relationship, be prepared for some light teasing from her if she ever finds out.

-Drabble-

A low grunt was followed by weights hitting the ground, clearly a bit too heavy for the man lifting them. He wasn't weak or fragile by anymeans, instead, he was muscular and well built, possibly an ex body builder if you had to guess, despite the amount of times he said that he did it for fun and to test his own limits. The usual stoic and serious expression often associated with the man was replaced with one of fatuige before he stretched his arms, signifying the end of his workout.

You on the other hand, whilst not being weak yourself, could never compare to the possible body-builder infront of you.

"You should take a shower, you reek of sweat," You teased the other man who only nodded slightly, wiping away the sweat with a gray towel before walking away to take the much needed shower.

Despite the concerningly little amount of emotions he shows, you can tell that he was satisfied with the workout, and even impressed that you managed to keep up with him, doing some of his workouts, albeit with much lighter weights. He was always happy to have you join his workouts, you always did at the start of your relationship but only stopped as you felt too sore to do anything else, resulting in you going back to your own workouts which worked for you.

The muffled sound of running water hit your ears as you pushed yourself off the wall, grabbing your trusty shaker bottle which still had some protien water in it, before walking over to the kitchen to grab yourself a simple snack, anything would do fine as you weren't that hungry anyways.

It wasn't long before he returned with a simple red towel draped over his shoulders. His usual gym attire of simple light clothes was changed to a greyish-blue t-shirt and some black shorts, clearly the first thing that he managed to grab from the closet, but he didn't seem to care enough.

You couldn't help but wonder how tall he was as he opened the frige door. He never told you himself, but it was clear that he was taller than average- by a lot- as had to bend down slightly to fully see contents of the fridge, as if his horrible posture didn't make him short enough.

"Have you taken creatine,?" You ask him, opening the shaker bottle in your hands to fill the rest of it with water.

"I don't take substances. This is all natural," The man replied with a sigh, leaning against the fridge before grabbing a protien bar and closing the doors, careful not to slam them.

You sometimes forget how much he hates the idea of using creatine, he puts it on the same level as steroids or drugs to enhance your gains. It even took him a long time to get used to you taking creatine before your workouts, but it doesn't make you love him less. Even if he gave you weird looks.

-- I didn't know what else to add, but I did this extra bit, but please be warned that it might be bad--

"I might not be here tomorrow, or for the rest of the week."

Right.

You forgot about that.

You often forget how his job makes him go to diffrent places. It's a miracle that the two of you managed to move in together in the first place concidering how much he travels.

With that being said, you've always wondered what his job was, but he refused to tell you. Sometimes you've seen intresting people coming upto your door to ask if he was here. One of which included a girl who had bubblegum pink hair and seemed to be younger than him. He always told you that she was an annoying colleuge he had to deal with, he never really told you anything more than that.

"Right,"

The hurt in your voice must've been evadint enough for him to notice as you heard him sigh before placing a hand on your shoulder in a poor attempt to comfort you, the both of you know that he can't comfort you and you genuinely don't know if the knoweldge makes it better or worse.

"I'll try and be quick, alright?"

His usual tone was replaced with one that was more gentle, at least that's what he tried to make it seem. He was never one who was great at expressing himself.

Yeah, it has no real ending or plot as I started this in Litrature to procrastinate on my assingment when my friend wasn't at school...

#Sidian x reader #Onyx x reader #Pokemon Sidian x reader #Explorer Sidian x reader #GN! Reader #Gymbro reader #Sidian x GN! Reader #Onyx x GN! Reader #Pokemon hz x reader #Pokemon hz x GN! reader #My Work #I'm horribly gay for him and I can't believe that not many other people simp for him ngl