#sableghoste

[fakeosirian]

just another night in the dms

#alex lore #not elaborating. #sableghost

[f1blrcreatorsfest]

F1BLR CREATORS FEST PRIZE GIVING

WOW! okay, MASSIVE round of applause to each and every one of you for all your efforts this month--please pat yourselves on the back if you haven't already!! you're all (gold) stars in my eyes <3 but i'd like to congratulate some very special people for doing Thee Most in this fest! your combined energy has been an absolute pleasure to witness, and y'all have made my month for real. so without further ado..

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MOST PARTICIPATION AWARD - our podium positions!

p1 for most participation goes to… drumroll pls.. LOURDES @argentinagp !!!! with a whopping 49 stars!! p2 goes to charlotte @marioandretti, with a total of 45 stars!! and p3 goes to julia @bracedes, who earned 25 stars!!!

prize money is $15 (lourdes), $10 (charlotte), and $5 cad (julia), either paypal-ed to u / converted to a gift card / put towards a subscription service for a month! if u'd like to accept your prize, please dm me @ivettel on discord or tumblr!

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PLAYERS OF THE GAME

for your enthusiasm about this fest and your support of other creators here, i'd like to give a huge shoutout to em @justaboutsnapped and jayce @sableghost !! prize money is $5 each, also either paypal-ed to u / converted to a gift card / put towards a subscription service for a month! like above, pls dm me if you'd like to accept your prize!

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SPRINT CHAMPION

major kudos to @landoom -- you were the fastest to post your sprint creations on week 1, 2, and 3! expect a digital wreath in your dms soon 🏎 ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

HONOURABLE MENTIONS

this fest is so much more than the (admittedly limited) cash prizes and stars and superficial notes on tumblr dot com--it's about experimentation, being challenged, learning, and standing for the integrity of art. and the people who really exemplified this deserve acknowledgement also!! i may be too broke to shower money on every single one of you, but pls know that if i could manage it, you'd all be getting major $$ from me.

so, to @sirlewishamiltons, @flawlessassholes , @garnetaldebaran , @pitayyaaa , @fullg4sly , @livetogether--diealone , @leqclerc , @husbono , and @mish-tique , thank you!!! from the bottom of my heart on behalf of the entire pitwall !!!

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COMING UP...

tomorrow, we'll be doing superlicense awards! if you've still got something you'd like to post, please do so before 3pm eastern tomorrow! also, if you've already got your name highlighted in green on the superlicense progress sheet, please make sure your dms are open! i'll be sending out a google form canvassing ppl for interest in physical copies of their certificates ^^

we'll be taking feedback on this form until monday, aug 28! https://forms.gle/aYd7hASMvgbHZjPD9 as always, no pressure to answer anything, but we'd seriously appreciate any feedback/concrit/comments we can get!

keep an eye out for our acknowledgements / end credits to close our fest! there are a lot of people to thank who made this month possible, and i hope you'll join me in praising them!

thanks again and forever 🖤

-ames ivettel

#f1blrcreatorsfest23 #about

[sableghost]

✯ SABLEGHOST'S COTA POSTCARDS ✯

4.25"x5.5" prints of my mock f1 race week poster for the upcoming us grand prix are available !! (originally made for the @f1blrcreatorsfest)

each card will be $3 USD and sent via usps first class mail—if you are interested in getting one please fill out this form<3

#f1 #formula 1 #logan sargeant #williams racing #cota #us gp #i will also mail internationally ! #ok those are the only tags i will infiltrate for now. i have extras and want 2 share them too w/ ppl outside of the server #honestly i just adore how they look #and if u want me to send as an actual postcard that can be arranged 2 #jayce alert

[s1mong4ostr1ley]

A ghostgraves masterpiece by yours truly and @sableghost.

Would greatly appreciate any feedback =] we worked super hard on it!

#phillip graves #simon ghost riley #bottom simon #cod mw2 fanfic #ghostgraves #soapghost #join our discord <3

[solaroppositesyaoi]

From a request:

#solar opposites #korvo #terry #tervo #my art #request #sableghoste

[ckret2]

Mutant Dorat (Part 1)

That’s a placeholder name, it’ll probably be changed later.

Written as the first part of a commission for @sableghoste​: an AU where Rodan is a mutant dorat created in a Xilien government experiment who’s been rescued and sent to be raised among normal dorats, where he meets Ichi, Ni, & San (who are three normal, separate dorats, not having been experimented on to be fused into Ghidorah... yet). In this segment, Rodan meets Ichi. But like. Awkward adolescent kitten Ichi.

Headcanons for this ‘verse: Xiliens go by either “she” or “xe” pronouns, Xiliens refer to all dorats (and most other animals) as “he” regardless of their sex, and normal dorat sexes are “spinetail” (small wings/big tails with spikes on the end) and “flight” (gigantic wings/shorter narrow tails). Anything else is sorta self-explanatory as it goes.

I ain’t proofed this because I wrote it in a desperate midnight burst of “I wanna work on something other than NaNoWriMo.” Proofing comes after sleep.

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"Here he is," the soldier said, voice hushed, holding out the large plastic bucket.

ME-319 popped the lid on the bucket to inspect its cargo, and let out a long, pained hiss. She'd been warned that this dorat had been the subject of some awful experimentation. She'd been told that the experimentation had tried to alter its natural biology so that instead of only pooling trace amounts of gold in its scales, it could also gild its scales with other metals and minerals, but instead the other metals had formed strange growths—and that in the process of experimentation, multiple other aspects of the dorat hatchling's biology had been messed up.

But she hadn't expected anything like this. Even in the middle of the night, meeting next to an abandoned rural convenience store, the starlight was bright enough for her to see just how badly mutated the hatchling was as he stuck his face out of the bucket. The "growths" across the entire surface of his body where he should have scales were so thick and chunky they looked like a hide of solid rock. His snout had collapsed down to a thin, sharp, bony point, the nostrils flattened along the sides. Where he should have been developing a whole crown of horns, he instead only had two oversized ones, twisted together and swept back. Worst of all were his wings—where he should have had only a single exposed thumb while his full "hand" of long fingers held wing membranes in between them, instead his first few fingers were stunted down to the length of his thumb and a single wing membrane only stretched from his long pinky down his sides. The wing, too, was covered in a rocky layer.

"He's hot." She could feel the heat radiating through the bucket. "Does he have a fever, or...?"

"No, that's his natural body temperature. We tried cooling him down and it distressed him," the soldier said. "Give him somewhere hot to sleep, as hot as you can get. He's very heat-resistant—one of the only things the experiment got right."

ME-319 nodded as she took the bucket from xem.

"He usually doesn't act like he's in pain," the soldier went on. "A small mercy.” Xe reached in and ran one gloved hand affectionately along the crown of the poor mutant dorat's head, earning a twisted-sounding cawing sound. "I'll miss you, too," xe said, then gently pushed him back inside, pressed the lid down, and resealed the bucket. Xe set a booklet on top of the bucket—physical pages with thin latex sheets, not a digital document. To prevent Controller 0 from remotely finding or corrupting the data, no doubt. "This is everything we know about how his biology differs from normal dorats'," xe said. "Beyond that, if anybody can take care of him, it's you."

Big responsibility. ME-319 hefted the bucket all the same. "I'll do my best for him."

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Misshapen wings and a stunted, stubby tail—ME-319 wouldn't be able to get this poor hatchling sexed as a spinetail or a flight without either prodding into his genitals or finding a vet she could trust to examine a stolen government experiment.

Undersized, potentially stunted growth—he was apparently about the same age as her current batch of adolescents, but only two-thirds their average length, not counting tails.

No empathic powers. That could be a big problem. Other dorats could passively pick up his emotions the same way they could detect the emotions of members of different species, but he couldn't sense theirs, and because of his inability to receive or transmit emotions, they treated him like he was a different species rather than a dorat.

ME-319 turned the pages of the booklet the soldier had given her, more dismayed with each page. She'd promised to do her best for the little mutant dorat, and she would—but her work was certainly cut out for her.

She looked up from the booklet to the aerie full of the dorats she was in charge of—a three-story-tall cylindrical room with nests at varying heights dangling from chains. The rescued experiment was chasing after the other adolescents, trying to play with them, as they darted away from him. At least he seemed healthy; but if other dorats didn't recognize him as one of them, he was going to lead a very lonely life. Dorats were highly social. Could he handle that kind of loneliness? She hoped that the dorats his age would get used to him and come to see him as one of their own, but she had no idea how long that was going to take. If his brain and his physical appearance were too different for them to register him as their own kind, there was little she could do to force them to see him as one of their own.

It could be months. Perhaps years.

That was a long time for a dorat to be ostracized, especially at that age.

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Meanwhile, a pale white gold-ish dorat, his little heart fit to pound straight out of his little chest, was leaning so far over the edge of a nest to try to study the strange newly arrived dorat that he lost his balance and toppled ten feet to the ground. The nearby dorats scattered.

The new arrival—all dangerous copper-black spines and the most dazzling golden eyes—hopped closer and leaned forward to inspect him, head tilted curiously. The white gold dorat could have died from embarrassment.

The new arrival leaned down, bunted their foreheads together with a solid smack, and hopped off to explore some more.

The white gold dorat flopped his head to the floor.

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#rodan #ghidorah #rodorah #(not so much in this segment but it's gonna be) #godzilla #fanfic #my writing #commission #sableghoste

[rockformed]

👠🔮🐼

fancy fortune reader......... with panda ear buns!!

working name is Jia but i dont have a last name ;;;;;

#my art #this one was a lil hard but i like her!!! #oc talk #sableghoste

[heksedatteren]

4 and 14!

4. do you like your name? why?

my real name is Katarina. its alright, but it has lead to almost everyone i meet to mess it up or confuse it with the billions of girl names that sound similar. (Karen, Katrine, Christine, Karoline etc etc.) but other than that i like it, it’s pretty sounding.

14. if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?

possibly scotland, everything i know about the place and culture appeals to me.

#ask meme #no non european can say my real name tho ._. #which is why i go by katty online #sableghoste #ask

[halfys]

I bet Tamatoa has a jealous streak a mile wide.

Oh my God does he ever

#sableghoste

[rooniegrumps]

YES absolutely!! paflur bby @sableghoste

#bugsnax #my art #bugsnax oc

[rocky-road-art]

HOLIDAY GIFTS!!! for @whodoyouc, @fungusry and @sableghoste respectively :3c

#my art #bugsnax #bunger #oc talk #cass u already saw urs but idc im posting these cute girls for the world to see

[fakeosirian]

WIP wednesday!

THANK YOUUU @ammoniteflesh for tagging me!! i've been waist-deep in this chapter for wayyy too long and i need OUT! i keep forgetting that the earlier parts of this chapter are still unposted content despite how familiar/old news they feel to me LOL so getting to post a little bit is. nice T_T

i tag @lovelyamneris @incorrectsibunaquotes @joysmercer @soupforsoup @sableghost and anyone else who wants to do it :3

a bit of flat on your face ch9 under the cut :0

“So, this is fake.” Nina was still unimpressed.

“I wouldn’t say that, necessarily. I don’t think someone would go to all that effort to knowingly hide a fake.”

“That’s true.” Nina tapped her bottom lip as she thought. “It looks too much like the real stuff, anyway. But there’s only so much of it floating around. There was the one Victor took off us during the mouse infestation, the fake one, the juice bottle Alfie drank…”

“Was that not all of them?” Alfie asked.

“That’s what I thought. The mouse infestation one must be used up by now, and we gave the juice bottle to the hospital for testing, so unless anybody has another one waiting in the wings, we’re still in need of an explanation.”

“Ah, but the juice bottle elixir wasn’t always in the juice bottle. We transferred it there from a different container,” Fabian said, and Nina’s eyes went so large they all but rolled out of her head.

“Oh my God, you’re right.”

“Right, well, it’s probably in there somewhere. Nothing to worry about, right? Case closed,” Patricia announced, a bit louder than necessary.

“Did we…put all of it in that one bottle? We did, right?” Nina muttered. Fabian kept his mouth shut; Patricia had upgraded her glare to Open Your Mouth and Die. “…Right?”

Losing patience, Nina examined Fabian, Amber, and Patricia in that order; since Eddie, Alfie, and KT were either unconscious or in another country when the crime in question was committed, they got to bear silent witness to the standoff.

Finally, something hit Nina over the head like a sack of bricks.

“Wait—"

“Alright, fine. It was me. I put it in there and forgot about it, okay? Jesus Christ.” If Patricia blurting it out all by herself counted as ‘a sack of bricks,’ anyway. “You can stop laughing now.”

“Sorry!!” KT put both hands over her mouth. Patricia’s eyes locked on to her like a primed missile guidance system.

“Wait, you. How did you even know? You weren’t there. You didn’t even know what elixir was until this afternoon!”

“I told her. Over text.” Fabian’s ‘reassuring’ smile clung to his lips like off-brand saran wrap. (Read: not well.) With this much mounting evidence (and recent personal experience), Eddie could sense this eavesdrop-cover-up in his sleep. “She let us and Amber know what was going on, and I suspected there may have been one we forgot about hidden somewhere.”

“Totally.” And thanks to Amber, everyone else knew about the cover-up, too. It was Fabian’s turn to grimace and move on like that didn’t just ruin the whole game; maybe it was nothing more than wishful thinking (or an overactive guilty conscience), but Eddie got the odd impression that he’d just gotten even with someone, in a cosmic sense if nothing else.

“So…there’s no problem, then? All’s well that ends well?” Alfie glanced at the door in the least subtle way possible, which Eddie couldn’t help but find a little odd. This was a bit tedious, but it wasn’t that bad, dude. …Nevermind; it’s gotta be those worms, and I still don't want to know.

“I…guess it is, if that’s the only one we missed. I can’t believe we forgot about that. Would have saved us a lot of going down to the cellar over and over.”

“Yeah, yeah, I messed up.” Eddie moved to Patricia’s defense, but Nina beat him to it.

“Don’t worry about it. At all. Water under the bridge, especially since we all forgot. Clearly it was a good enough hiding place that no one found it this whole time, so if anything, good job?”

“Oh. Right. Thanks.”

“Sooo…what are we going to do with it? Put it back?” Amber asked, much to Nina’s chagrin.

“Uh, no. No offense Patricia, great hiding spot for now, but clearly its time has come.”

“Dump it?” Eddie suggested.

“I dunno man, don’t they recycle water? That’s why you can’t just dump any old chemicals from the lab down the sink; ol’ Sweetie wouldn’t let me forget that after that one time. So what I mean to say is: if it put me in the hospital, I’m not sure if it’s a good idea to put it back in the water supply.” Amber stared at Alfie in horror.

“They recycle water?”

“You know what? I’ll just hold onto it for a bit. We’ll figure this out later.” Nina dropped it back in her shoulder bag.

Eddie swept the room as the meeting wound down; the tension bled out following Patricia’s admission, and while it hadn’t erased every shoulder of chips, even Nina and Fabian were able to have a productive exchange within the greater conversation. So long as nothing spontaneously burst into flames, this would go down as a relative success.

Very successful in the Nina and Fabian department, in fact. They shared a lingering glance as Nina made for the door; Fabian was the first to look off to the side self-consciously, but he held out longer than Eddie would have expected. Very good thing.

Then why was there a minor chord ringing in the back of his mind?

KT pulled Fabian aside, distracting Eddie from whatever that red flag was, and a moment later they were gone before he could get a read on them. She’d looked pleased, so he was hoping it wasn’t anything he needed to worry about. Alfie and Amber filtered out one after another not long after.

But not Patricia; she hung back, still sort of sour looking, but considerably less disturbed. She’d just passed her first test; this was his.

“Proud of you for owning up to it.”

“Only once I had no option, but thanks, I guess. If Fabian knew, why didn’t he say something?”

“I have a theory about that. I don’t think he did.”

“What?”

“I think we may have had an eavesdropper he was covering for.” He crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows while she puzzled it out. The moment it clicked, she shrank back from the anticlimax.

“She didn’t rat me out. She probably should have.”

“Nah, KT’s not like that. It wasn’t that big of a deal, anyway.”

“No. She isn’t. And it wasn’t.” Her brow furrowed, but her silence was considerably less uncomfortable as she chewed on that. Eddie wasn’t so lucky – the break in the conversation made for the perfect conditions to trigger a mid-projection realization that he was, in fact, projecting right now.

“It wasn’t? It wasn’t. Yeah. Happens all the time, overhearing things. Probably wasn’t even on purpose. That happens a lot to uh, a lot of people. Bet she felt bad,” Eddie rattled off, letting something else in the driver's seat a moment too long. Just because he knew he was projecting and wished he wasn’t didn’t mean that it was easy to change directions mid-stream.

“…Right. You know you’re acting weird.” Statement, not a question.

“Oh, totally. Win-loss ratio against my foot-in-mouth disease is brutal today.”

#alex lore #foyf #hoa #my writing

[lgp]

Episode 7: Supper Surprises

Anchor: https://anchor.fm/lg65-kmh/episodes/Episode-7-Supper-Surprises-e1dif86 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/episode/2SQIxmiOVaAZUSBKRBIHij?si=8Ihd1iAFQjeBfw-_FuMH6w Kari arrives at T.K.'s new apartment for dinner. But was surprised to see someone show up as well... In the Digital World, the other Digidestined came upon a threat that may have something to do with one of their own...

Cast list:

LG65 as Narrator

Cryshulvo as Takeru “T.K.” Takaishi & DemiVeemon

Falon Echo as Hikari “Kari” Kamiya/Yagami

Julius Alfaro as Daisuke “Davis” Motomiya

Merodi as Miyako “Yolei” Inoue

Greg Vinciguerra as Iori “Cody” Hida

SableGhoste as Ms. Nancy Takaishi

LaniEuwer as Maiko “May” Hanaka

Korisuoh as Koushiro “Izzy” Izumi

Maddie Penn as Patamon

Japananimationgirl as Gatomon

Instrumentals:

"The Light of Hope (Title Screen ver.)" by Tomoya Ohtani

"Frightful Reflection" by Takahito Eguchi

Songs:

"Troubled Boy" by Brown Bird

"Fist Bump" by Douglas Robb of Hoobastank

Mixed and Engineered by LG65

#digimon #audio drama #fanfiction #podfic #romance #takari #digimon adventure 02 #adventure

[hanari502]

sableghoste replied to your post: Oh I know what's you're becoming. You've been...

Dude i feel you on the triple cheeseburgers they are the perfect bread-to-meat ratio.

SOMEONE UNDERSTANDS

#sableghoste #THEY ARE THE PERFECT MEAT TO BREAD RATIO THOUGH #triple cheeseburger no ketchup extra pickles #I breathe these things

[solaroppositesyaoi]

I actually think they’d get a long

#they bonded over harassing Korvo #sableghoste #Korvo #Terry #Tervo #Debbie #request #my art

[ckret2]

I like reading those posts where humans and other earth creatures are basically Space Orcs in terms of being hard to kill, or eating various 'poisons' for flavoring and spice reasons. Do you think Ghodorah has ever seen the humans, or Rodan for that matter, bounce back from or eat something he's quite sure should be lethal?

Did you know that holly berries are fatal to humans but a bunch of birds eat them happily? And capsaicin, the chemical in peppers that makes them spicy, is actually intended to be painful enough to drive mammals away from eating a food that plants want birds to eat instead—because birds aren't affected by capsaicin.

Deadly nightshade, which is so poisonous it had "deadly" in the name, is eaten happily by cattle, horses, goats, and rabbits, with no ill effects.

Monarch butterflies eat toxic milkweed plants, which makes the butterflies toxic to other species.

Conversely, some foods that are harmless to humans, like chocolate and grapes, are toxic to dogs, who evolved on a carnivorous diet.

Mongooses are extremely resistant to the venom of the cobras they hunt.

There are birds that eat coca seeds and insects that eat coca sprouts—parts of the plant that produces cocaine.

Parrots in western South America swarm to clay walls to lick up the dirt, and scientists think it's because there's a lower salt content in parrots' food in the west side of the continent than in the east, so they get the salt they need straight from clay.

There's a species of bacteria that's evolved for one purpose and one purpose only, and that is eating the Titanic. Eating the Titanic is the one thing this bacteria does. Within a couple of decades the wreck of the Titanic, a giant man-made metal ship, is gonna be dust, because there are a bunch of bacteria deep deep down in the cold dark sea that have decided to specialize in devouring it and only it.

A lot of "humans are space orcs" posts rely on the assumption of human exceptionalism—that some feature we evolved is just so damn weird that aliens across the galaxy will stand up and take notice—and, most particularly, those posts rely on the universal assumption that aliens, despite being aliens who are intelligent and sentient and explorers of the universe and know lots of other aliens, are so sheltered and inexperienced that they've never encountered other creatures with different physical/mental capabilities, different cultural mores and philosophies, different food habits, different tolerances for different substances...

We're surrounded by space orcs on our own planet, and the space orcs that surround us aren't flabbergastingly astounding Unique Creatures that we Just Can't Believe can do This Thing That We Can't. They're just animals with an ability we don't have. Kinda neat but ain't mind blowing. Nobody looks at a cow eating deadly nightshade and goes "HOW can this CREATURE eat POISON, that's ASTOUNDING!!" They go "oh, so that plant's not poisonous to this creature." Because we know that other creature have capabilities and limitations that we don't, and that there aren't any single species loaded down with traits so impressive that they stand out from all the other species with odd traits.

And that's just what we see on our own planet.

Ghidorah's been to, and destroyed, countless worlds. Everything that something could possibly evolve to eat, somewhere he's seen someone that evolved to eat it. And if for some reason there's one weird thing on Earth that something can eat that he hasn't seen eaten somewhere else? Well, it's not going to be weirder than anything he has seen. Mammals can't eat capsaicin without burning, but birds can? Plants and animals on billions of planets evolve odd relations so that what's poison to one predator isn't to another. One animal is immune to another's venom? Sure, common defense. Animals that can't eat super common foods? "Super common" is relative, everything's toxic to someone and every toxin is harmless to someone else. Birds that eat dirt, and bacteria that eat metal? Ghidorah eats dirt and metal, so what. Ghidorah gets drunk on gasoline, he's not gonna bat an eye at humans munching on ghost chilis or snorting coke. (At least, he wouldn't bat an eye at seeing it if 1) he ever had the slightest inclination to watch a human long enough to see it stick something in its mouth, and 2) he had the slightest idea that they considered their bland-ass local plants to be some sort of terrible irritants or powerful drugs.)

He sees Rodan eating still-molten lava, and he doesn't go "WHAT, creatures can't eat LAVA, that's IMPOSSIBLE." He goes "His species has way higher heat tolerance than me. Makes sense, if they evolved in volcanoes."

Ghidorah sees other species eating things all the time that would be toxic to him—at least, he does when he bothers to pay attention to mere aliens eating things—and what does that tell him? Just that he's a stranger in a strange land, as he had been for millions of years. Earth is, of course, unique, but so is every other planet Ghidorah's visited. Earth's not more unique than the rest.

#sableghoste #ask #about my writing #headcanons #ghidorah