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yaraaltroreboot · 10 months
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Anime Ideas I had during quarantine...
Servant of Oizys
After watching Magical Girl Site, I was seeing the reviews and critiques on its content, and some deeming it as edgier than Madoka. I am on the fence about it, but it did gave me an idea.
* Oizys, goddess of grief and misery, twin of Momus and daugher of Nyx, watches over the world of humans, where the balance of harmony and chaos is constantly unstable. Being a lower deity, she can do very little to intervene directly, until her twin challenge her: her “servants“ shall battle his “followers“ and the winner will receive the power to take matters over the world of men’s disharmony.
* Oruha Hano is a high school student, a prodigal musician and lives with her older brother Enkou, their father kicking them out after her “revelation”. Always by her side is her cheerful, sweet friend Eori Date. Naru Chino, the most popular girl in the school often bullies Oruha, to which Enkou sadly makes excuses to defend her, him being hopelessly in love with her, even unable to say a word.
* One day, after a particular harsh day, Oruha finds a letter in her desk with a strange seal; after it is opened, only to reveal nothing, Oizys visits her in dreams and gives her the mission to help defeat Momos and promises her any wish in exchange as soon as they win the battle.
* When Oruha wakes up, she sees the seal’s symbol in her palm, which is invisible to everyone else… except for Naru, who reveals her symbol as a Follower of Momus. Things get wrong however while they battle, as Oruha transforms into a gigantic, furry monster and face off against Naru’s monster form. However, as Oruha saves a child and reunites him with his mother, she realizes the danger this battle can cause and that this power shouldn’t just be used to hurt, but to protect.
* Eori is also convinced to join Oizys’s side, fighting beside Oruha. As time pass, Oruha discovers, thanks to a veteran named Tenzen, that the monster form is only the first; as soon as they face their mistakes and reveal their true selves, or find their way to salvation and forgiveness by the gods, they can shed their monster skin and reveal their true magical girl or boy form.
Surviving Quarantine Boredom (存続検疫退屈 - Sonzoku ken'eki taikutsu)
Like everyone in the planet, Ten Hoga is stuck at home with its family… and is getting frustrated! What to do when someone’s routine becomes so dull it kills all excitement? Change of plans! Do anything! And take notes! After all, everyone needs something to do…
The Day A Parasite Warrior Fell in Love with Me (寄生虫の戦士が私に恋をした日 Kiseichū no senshi ga watashi ni koi o shita hi)
A race of invisible parasite warriors has lived on Earth alongside humans, taking over heavily injured bodies, healing and claiming them as their own for battles between themselves. There has never apparently been a host that survived the parasite takeover… until the present days. As if Yua Murano couldn’t hate more being alive in a world with seemingly no empathy, she gets accidentaly hit by her big brother Reo’s car. Luckily, her coma is short-lived as a parasite warrior, later named Yui, chooses her as host. And their bond changes both of their perspectives on living, also opening a space for a feeling both of them never had experience with: love.
The Drama Teacher is like a Hero! (ドラマの先生はヒーローみたい! Dorama no sensei wa hīrō mitai!)
Sumire-nee is a great drama teacher in the eyes of her elementary and middle school students... but whenever she sees one of them has a bruise, hasn't shown up to class or is uneasy about something, her secret abilities kick in to solve the situation as fast as possible! Even if the staff finds her "too unconventional", she cannot and will not get in line...
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almond-gallery · 22 days
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wanted to take another crack at modern les amis (plus extras) since it's been a long time since i've done so !!
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paper-mario-wiki · 1 year
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There's such an interesting cyber-anthropological phenomenon in feeling a communal pressure to act a certain way, or use the platform a certain way, when joining a new online space. Not in terms of the types of opinions or political views that are deamed acceptable, but in terms of specifics of etiquette and posting formats.
Making a Tumblr post that sounds "like a Twitter user" is met with scorn or derision a lot of the time. And when asking someone why they react like that, typically the answer is some form of "that kind of comedy doesn't work here" or "it doesn't sound right to post like that on this website", which is essentially just "it doesn't fit with the traditions I learned in this specific place".
I will always find the ways social media platforms evolve naturally like societies interesting.
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badn3w · 7 months
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this shit was gayer than if they actually had sex
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bird-pokemon-showdown · 8 months
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everyone look at the parakeet my mom found just randomly at her work and brought home
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daboyau · 21 days
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Hey, for the writing challenge, I'd be interested in seeing 38 for whichever of your AUs you prefer, if you're not overwhelmed!
Also, your latest chapter for the Hunger Games AU is so good! Donnie helping Digi and Gizmo is a little heartbreaking. He wants to be cold so bad, but no. And the descriptions were so excellent. I want to see all the designs! Especially the farmer and the corn haha. That cracked me up a bit:D Thanks for writing, I love to read it!
Sorry this took so long!! For some reason “hole” was just not wanting to cooperate with me! I had a handful of fleeting ideas (Zombie au, raph’s death in the bad timeline, shell rot, after the foot cass joins a cult that worships The Pit instead, etc) but ended up going with something for my Leave AU. I feel like I should have written you something RHG related since you gave me such a kind compliment about the last chapter. 😭 alas, my brain didn’t want to cooperate there. I hope you like this regardless!! @eb177
@boots-with-the-fur-club
It’s the fifth time they’ve run through this drill, but for some reason, Three just can’t seem to wrap his head around it. There’s something in the footwork, and the transition from one flowing movement to the next that he just keeps missing. His brothers are eyeing him nervously now. Their movements slow just a little, trying to give him time to catch up, or the opportunity to see how their steady movements differ from his own clumsy ones and fix his mistakes. 
Draxum has noticed. He’s watching them, eyes narrowed, lip curling with disdain. Three knows he should be better, just like he knows that his blundering and his brothers’ trying to cover for him will mean they get punished, too. He can’t let that happen, so he needs a way to draw all the attention (and all the ire) towards himself. Draxum draws closer, fury in his expression, a look that promises punishment for their unsatisfactory performance. Three’s heart is pounding hard against his plastron, and it’s easy to see that their creator is out for blood. 
When Draxum tells them to do it again, Three waits for him to circle closer. Then, he lets his ankle twist. He lets himself fall. 
One gasps and Four covers his mouth in a futile attempt to muffle his whimper. Two freezes, expression empty but eyes gone glassy and distant. Three barely has time to hit the ground before Draxum’s hand has circled his arm with bruising force, claws digging into muscle as he hauls him to his feet and drags him from the room. His brothers try to follow, but Three frantically shakes his head at them, eyes pleading. They fall back, watching him until the door slams shut between them.
He knows where they’re going. The fear is already rising like bile in his throat, choking him. It’s hard to breathe, and Draxum is so much bigger and he’s dragging him along now because Three is too short to keep up on his own, and the mark his grip leaves on his arm is going to take forever to heal, and he knows that this is going to hurt, and all he can think is at least it’s just me. 
The lab is usually forbidden. The only time Three is taken inside it is when he’s done something wrong. Something bad. Something that will require their creator to pick him apart to discover exactly what it is that has malfunctioned inside of him this time. Three doesn’t like the lab. 
There is a pit, tucked away in the corner. Maybe it used to be used for something good. Like a well, or a place to burn trash. Now it is used to hold them until Draxum has the time he requires to run his tests. To poke and prod and rip and cut and get answers to his many questions and grievances. 
Last time, he’d spent four days down there before Draxum had deemed it convenient to begin. Three trembles despite his best efforts to hide the fear that rises within him. The waiting is almost as bad as the tests. He wishes that Draxum would just get it over with, but he knows he’ll never get that lucky. After all, he’s the one who always puts himself into this position. He should just feel grateful that none of his brothers will be down there with him.
He hovers at the edge of the hole, his position held in the balance only by his creator’s hand on his arm. He wonders how long it will be this time. Draxum’s angry gaze tells him that he won’t like the answer. 
Draxum lets go of his arm. For one terrible, stomach churning second, Three remains where he is. Heels overhanging the emptiness, balanced only on his toes, swaying slightly as he stares up at his creator’s face. Draxum sneers. He presses one finger into the center of Three’s plastron. 
He tips backwards, into the darkness.
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emordnilap-fr · 8 months
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got three blood/blood xxy surges! all are on the AH, the first two for 600g and the third for 600kt.
l-nk in pinned post
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cowsaresushi-coral · 1 year
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Some TPoH WIPs.
Fun Fact: I’ve only drawn human RGB once before (if we’re not including the back of his head, then it’s twice). That first time was Sept 2020. I learned how to draw and paint human faces last year.
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I think I got better.
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freebooter4ever · 3 months
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sometimes i forget that people new here probably don't know teddy's name so missed the irony of this. back in 2020 i named him eugene. and this hockey season i put a r*angers jersey on Eugene. cause i think im funny. ive also started to worry that i pushed my luck and criss crossed my loyalties too much and now both teams are backsliding ;_; but Teddy Gene has been sporting this jersey since the start of the season so i dont think its his fault. both teams have back to back games starting tomorrow before the break and im Concerned :(
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danny-and-hisshadow · 5 months
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the ghost investigation ward suddenly closes amity park to the outside world and locks all it's residents inside after rounding those who worked outside of amity parks borders. Somehow they had tall walls and powerful glowing electrical fences placed directly on the edges of amity that had been sucked into the ghost zone in a very short amount of time.
Then,with very little warning , the power to the town was shut off. Danny was in class when this happened, before he could try to transform the giw used loud speakers to order the people of amity park to line up at the nearest giw tents set up so that everyone could be given a person tracker, refusals to comply would just mean no food or water until their demands were met.
As people began trying to use their phone many found that there were no signals, without power no computers worked, no water worked, refrigerators at home or in stores didn't work ,no air conditioning worked, and even amity park's hospital was not exempt.
Danny didn't try transforming , helicopters with giw agents were flying over the streets, individual giw agents with expensive looking jet packs were on roofs looking down at the people in the streets, Danny had even seen one agent appear out of nowhere so apparently they had some way of using invisibility, from the window of the class room he saw a agent in a power armor suit that seemed to mimic the one he had worn to fight pirah dark. The more he watched to more scared he got.
Later Danny was in a crowd with jazz in as they and many other people waited to get their trackers implanted. It had taken a week before people gave in,many already tired, thirty,and hungry. The crowd was beginning to be directed by agents to individual lines leading to tents, which were guarded by agents in super suits, men in one line, women in another,and children in the last.
in the children's line ,Danny watched as teens, preteens and younger were scanned by a scanner,photo graphed, and then given a bottle of water and some cheap dehydrated food before it was the next kid's turn. As much as he wanted to run and disappear he knew if he did the giws would withhold food and water again, so grimly he just stayed in line, occasionally walking forward as his turn seemed to rapidly approach. He tried not to think about what might happen to him when his turn came, he just felt numb with fear.
His parents had been the last holding out, resisting the giw,they likely could have gone longer but people are stupid and an angry mob almost formed ,many scared and angry people were just about ready to attack his parents,some people were blaming them for what was happening to amity park.
Privately Danny felt those people were right,that it was his parents fault,and he also felt like it was his fault for going in on a dare like a dumb.
If they had never been obsessed with ghosts this never would have happened, Danny thought as he stepped in front of a hanging height chart. A agent in a generic white suit stepped from behind a flimsy looking folding table with a scanner. Danny hoped the plasmis maximus device vlad had gifted to Danny a few days ago worked or Danny might be taken. He had used it on himself earlier and was currently unable to use his power,not that he wanted to use them at the moment,he was terrified the scanner would reveal him as a ghost and they would take him away. He shivered in fear, holding his breath as the scanner was waved over his body from head to toes and back a few times. It made brief concerning shrill little beeps around his head, torso and hands, but the agent just wrote something on a cheep clip board, snapped a picture of Danny, used a earring piercing device on his ear, which has him thinking of cows and the tags on their ears, making him think perhaps the giws thought of amity park residents as cattle, as property. The agent shoved a bottle of water in his hand and a small package of dehydrated food at him and called for the next person as Danny numbly walked towards his friends,who also had ear tags.
Many young children were crying and clutching their new unwanted accessories, Danny observed, their parents looking pale and nervous, unable to do more than hug their children.
It was hours later when the last man, woman and child was tagged that the giws announced that the power would be returned in the morning,that a mandatory cerfew was being inacted and people out and about would be monitored. That the giw wasn't the bad guy,they were doing this to protect the world.
Danny just hoped their was a escape from this nightmare,he may not be caught at the moment but the dread of being caught eventually was eating at him.
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theprodigypenguin · 5 months
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Man we really did pick THE most perfect time to re-launch the Rev Zine project. If anyone is getting hyped over the latest chapters and are interested in joining an awesome new anthology years in the making, go take a look at @thebaltigomanifesto 😖😖😖❤️ the interest check will be open for the rest of December, the mod team has been working so damn hard and are so excited. Come talk with us about Dragon, Kuma, Sabo, and all the other revs we love so much 🥺
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fluxedbuds · 6 months
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o boy new life series cant wait to Stop Watching As Soon As Someone Permadies
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kime-chan · 7 months
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Package 16 and the beginning of booklet 6 was for building the shield and sword. So this post is super short.
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The next part of the booklet shows how to combine the built lions into the Voltron mecha which I'll put in the next post.
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seimei-chsq · 2 years
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sometimes i think about yuzuru winning worlds 2017 with hope&legacy and like. on one hand, lmao this sport is so fucked. yuzuru never won worlds again after that. on the other hand, the absolute poetic cinema of yuzuru having that comeback with that program and having that be his last worlds win?? what was going on in the stars that day!! why did lady fate open her third eye and go ‘i am about to serve a narrative so iconic you will still be thinking about it five years later’. why is yuzuru the protagonist of a grecian hero’s journey. the fuck.
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in-madhouses · 1 year
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harry styles to lads lads lads: best form of revenge no qs asked now go
niall horan: telling them your girlfriend has better hair than them
niall horan: yes offense
harry styles: if youre just gonna lie why bother
louis tomlinson: find the one thing they intrinsically link to their self esteem to n build ur life around systematically destroying it
liam payne: giv em detergent and tell thrm is coke
louis tomlinson: wait y u askin here zee would probably have some gr8 ones
niall horan: yeah i know for a fact that she moves my bookmarks when she’s upset with me so she’d be great for this
harry styles: im never prepared for her answers tbh
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The band au that no one asked for comprised entirely out of text messages and too many Hozier references … now has a follow up. A text fic about starving artists no longer starving, caricature characters and too many 3am messages. Might actually go ahead and make this a trilogy and then stop writing text fics forever so take a gander maybe.
i’d wanna be felled by you (held by you)
ain’t it like thunder under earth (the way it sounds)
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Person A: How are you doing B? You okay?
Person B: I'm living a dream.
Person A: That's good!
Person B: Except it's not my dream, it's a dream that Stephen King once had.
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