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upmala · 1 year
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i complained of my phone being too big and how i miss small smartphones and my friends all compared our phones and mine was the smallest ;_;
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chiropteracupola · 5 months
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alright I'm actually going to make a list of future doll projects so I Remember / potentially stop Adding To It:
alan breck and davie - to scale with the foth dolls
second iteration jack and stephen - probably also to scale with the foth dolls since they're nicely sized for holding
bush and hornblower - to scale with however big I make jack and stephen, in case I get a model ship or other boat stuff that's the right scale (I could even build a little shore/dock scene for them to hang out in!)
william laurence - same scale as the rest of the boatboys
temeraire - he gets his own line here because he is Big Dragon. too big to make out of clay. I Have made big dragon* before but they were definitely not quite as Holdable as I'd like for this project...
silna and tuunbaq - silna to scale with tiny jopson, tuunbaq made as a mochi minky experiment or out of that low-pile white fake fur I probably still have lying around somewheres
(maybe a little goodsir so that silna and jopson can have some company...)
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evilkaeya · 2 years
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if you look inside my brain it’s just Nancy in her room, polishing her gun while she tells kas!Eddie (in his bat form) about her crush on her ex’s best friend 
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butchviking · 1 year
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my girlfriend if anyone even cares
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crow-posting · 2 months
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Mundane Guardian Asks
Do they celebrate their resurrection day? If so, how? If not, why?
Do they celebrate any holidays?
Is their house/"home base" mobile, interim, or permanent? Do they invite people over?
Would they rather be asked about their love life or their job?
What's their favorite [or least favorite] Small Talk Question? ("Where were you rezzed?" "What's your favorite color?" etc.)
What's their favorite song? -OR- What song would they choose as their personal theme/boss music?
What do they wear when running errands?
What would they wear to a formal event?
"What's in their pocketses?"
Do they have a food combo that's unique to them, like tajin and avocado ice cream?
Coffee, tea, soda, energy drink, or another caffeine source?
What kind of hobbies do they have? -OR- how do they fill their downtime?
What's a word/phrase people don't expect them to know, but is somehow part of their vocabulary?
What's their weirdest habit when using the Light/Darkness? (eg yelling kamehameha before casting Chaos Reach)
Any superstitions?
How do they counteract nightmares [bad dreams]? How do they counter Nightmares [Pyramid constructs]?
What kind of ship do they fly? Is it custom to their wants/needs or mostly stock?
On a scale of "constantly fishtailing" to "the next Marcus Ren," how good can they drive a Sparrow?
Are they close to their Ghost?
If they were playing "kiss, marry, kill", who would be their top 3 candidates?
What's a secret (small or large) that they will never share?
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lokisgoodgirl · 3 months
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hi babe <33
let me tell you a very funny (slightly embarrassing) story that happened last week!!
so i was helping the english department at my school clean out their big and very outdated literature study books bc im best friends with all of them duh
anyway . im casually oohing and aahing at every book i see and stealing whatever poetry book i can find that they dont want anymore
until i come across this small pocketsized book! its teal and the spine is cracked and from afar the big S on the cover and the teal colour makes it look like fucking. Shrek. so naturally i was like ???? A SHREK PLAY???
and so i picked it up bc a gal got curious!! and i look closer and it turns out to be Henry IV part 1! and bc i cant keep my big mouth shut i yelled "OH M GOD ISNT THIS THE TOM HIDDLESTON PLAY???" and the entire office went. Quiet.
And they all turned to look at me. mind you these are women who ARE in Tom's age range so they pretty much grew up with his work!!! and ofc they KNOW him its tom hiddleston. and one of them was like " the??? the tom hiddleston play??" and trying to save my dignity (not that im embarrassed but also kind of) i was like yeah ? didnt tom hiddleston play in this?? to try and keep myself casual like no what im not an obsessed fan hello im So Normal about him!! i could feel my face burst into fucking flames bc how do i explain to these women that im obsessed with his work while they look at me like they know I read fanfiction (like THEY DONT. THEY DO. I KNOW THEY DO. BC THEY ALWAYS MENTION IT.)
and so then. the entire fucking department spent the day picking up whatever stupid Shakespeare book they can find and saying really loudly IS THIS A TOM HIDDLESTON PLAY?? and i guess they ALL assume now the ONLY WAY I KNOW ANY ENGLISH LITERATURE is through Tom Hiddleston.
absolutely embarrassing. but i got to keep the book so WHATEVER.
but oh my god i think a part of my pride died that day. it was REALLY FUNNY but oh my god. no i DO know english literature i JUST HAPPEN TO KNOW THAT TOM HIDDLESTON PLAYED IN A FEW OF THEM!!! leave me ALONE.
i cannot believe i had to out myself like that. no actually i dont care but its the fact that these women KNOW the sort of stuff going on out there i am 90% sure some of them HAVE WRITTEN FANFICTION BEFORE and i had to sit there and act like i didnt just finish reading the most filthy panty melting smut of some tom hiddleston character. like hello. oh my god. it was funny but also horrifying.
anyway so now the whole department knows me by association to The Tom Hiddleston Play and a) oh my fucking god but b) cant help but giggle a little if they MUST know i AM Crazy abt him and his work idc WHAT they say (they act like they dont have friday movie nights where they watch whatever play he's got.)
anyway. the end.
This is the stuff life is made of 😆❤️ I was laughing and cringing along with you omg. So funny🤣
"IS ✨THIS✨ A TOM HIDDLESTON PLAY?!" 🤣
It sounds like they were very sweet and jokey about the whole thing. And yes, fanfiction will be no biggie to them I'd bet😂
It reminded me of when I was casually explaining to my parents why exactly my football-allergic ass was going to Soccer Aid last year with @lokischambermaid - and I fumbled and said "oh, well there's an ac-torr that she and I are fans of and so you know we're just err-"
My Mum, who I have never mentioned TH too before in my puff: "Is that Tom Hiddleston?" 🤨
Me: 😵😵"...yes"
And that was all that was said about it 🤣but she knew. She has eyes. Awkward moments are so funny in hindsight. Thank you for sharing this with me🤣
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kesbeacon · 21 days
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I made myself a teeny little bag so that I can carry my phone or wallet if my pocketses are too small. Pattern modified from the Herringbone Bag, with icord bindoff, additional pockets on the inside and outside (you can't see the one on the back bc its Ugly) and toggle closure. Yarn is Hayfield Spirit DK.
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xivu-arath · 1 month
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9 for the guardian ask meme for any/all of your guardians
thanks!!
9. "What's in their pocketses?"
omen-5: cast-off feathers, bits of eggshell, interesting bits of rock, non-fragile samples small enough to carry on xyr person, and anything else that catches xyr interest when xe's wandering around
oni-42: some neat fabric she wants to show eva or to try stitching into a wip cloak, a few handfuls of glimmer, a pocketknife with an elaborate handle or a nice pattern in the metal. she's a bit of a magpie and tends to carry a lot of bits and bobs on her. also a sewing kit and some oil and metal polish
amita: handcrafted charms and ornaments from the city markets. a pressed flower from the dreaming city. probably a few gifts passed on to them by followers
kostya: if he's in the city, stuff he likely bought there - spices, coffee beans, fertilizer and minerals for soil. dismantled or damaged gear he wants someone to take a look at, some gardening tools, some ammo
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bafflement · 9 months
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Ozqrow Week - Day 1 - Nonsexual Intimacy - DEAGED OZ AU
Qrow murmured something inaudible as he sat in the rickety chair he'd been given so that he could more easily watch over Tip. He was alive, which was the main thing that mattered, now, but whatever it was Salem had put him through during the time she had had him in her clutches wasn't going away any time soon.
Tip had woken, briefly, but he hadn't really seemed to know who any of them were. A lot of that was probably the drugs they'd got him on, since the heavier ones had been prescribed despite the protests Qrow had been able to raise. Just like last time, it had had certain consequences, but at least they were hopefully helping? Tip was healing, slowly, though it was taking longer than it really should. Even with the sheer amount of aura at Oz's disposal, the recovery was bound to take some time. He was just glad that, though they'd hurt him badly, he still had all his limbs. That had been rather a closer call than any of them wanted to think about, really, but at least they'd saved the leg.
There would have been options, had they been unable to. James had made noises about state of the art prosthetics, but they were easily enough removed and if Salem ever got her hands on him again, she'd likely take delight in removing anything not actually a part of him. Maybe even things that were.
Qrow shuddered, reaching out a large hand and enfolding Oz's small one in it, folding his other hand over the top. In many ways, this was a promise, that this would never happen again. No, he'd not let Salem hurt him again as long as there was any breath left in his body. Dammit, pocketsized was so small like this, so young, so vulnerable. Such a small form to hold the weight of Remnant, but then he was not going to do that alone. Not now, not ever again. As long as Oz was Oz, Qrow would be around to love and protect him, in any form he took for as long as it would take. But then, that was what happened when people were in love, they protected each other. Always.
Tip stirred, looking up at Qrow with hazy brown eyes, unfocused and glassy from a combination of the pain medication and the physical state of his body.
"Qrow?" A weak voice murmured from between cracked lips.
"Yeah, pocketsized, it's me. I'm here, I ain't leaving you. Not ever again."
"That's nice. Love you, Qrow. Qrow? Are the others..."
"Everybody else is just fine Oz, concentrate on healing, okay? I'll be here when you wake up, nothing on Remnant could drag me away.
Tip smiled slightly, snuggling down into the soft mattress, one arm clutching his newly repaired teddy close. He was breathing easier now the broken ribs had had a chance to knit, though his leg was still heavily splinted. Qrow doubted he could feel the injury at the moment, but they'd all seen the state he'd been in when they had first gotten him out. The fact that they had saved it really had been nothing short of miraculous, though that didn't stop his worry in the slightest. He just prayed that Oz'd be able to keep it, since as weak as it had always been compared to the other one the way it had shattered must have been absolute agony. How much of his aura must have been drained, to be able to move on it at all, much less escape?
It was an admirable thing, but it should never have been needed. Salem should never have been able to get close enough to snatch him, much less from his bed in a place where he should have been safe, should have been protected.
He stood up, still clutching Tip's hand and reached out to smooth the sweat soaked silver hair from his clammy forehead. Oz was asleep again, but that was really the best thing for him right now. He scowled at the door, where the several guards Jimmy had posted on rotation were clearly visible, weapons cocked and ready. At least there was no way anyone could break in to snatch him again? It wasn't majorly likely that anyone would, of course, but the fact it had been done once was more than bad enough. He knew Jimmy had been incandescently furious that it had happened and Oscar had cried over the remains of his brother's teddy bear for hours before the tracker had pinged.
He didn't really want to think about that, either. Those hours spent not knowing if Oz was even still alive, much less where he was. He noticed Oz shift slightly and winced again in sympathy, after all he was also very aware that Winter had been on a research hunt after he'd been snatched, forbidden to come with them for the rescue. He knew what she was likely to call Oz once he was well enough to attempt a token protest, too, though it hadn't really been his fault he was taken. No, that had been down to their own collective arrogance, blithely believing Atlas impenetrable enough that Oz would be safe. They knew better now, they all did.
He lay a gentle kiss to Oz's forehead, settling back into the chair which creaked ominously. Hadn't Oz spent so many days like this, over the years? Never certain that Qrow would come back from a mission, wracked with guilt that something he did, a choice he made, even just something he had overlooked might be the difference between life and death? It had seemed so laughable at the time, when Glynda had informed him, after all he had never before been in the position he was in now, where he was the one terrified that the man he loved might not survive. Oh, he'd gone through it with the girls which had been its own special level of hell, but somehow this felt different. Why had they thought that he'd been safe? Just because he was a kid at the moment didn't mean he wasn't still Oz, wasn't still Salem's main target. He was always going to be a target, but they could at least make damn sure that he would never be truly alone to face it again.
Oh, Oz was going to hate all the extra security measures they were putting in place, of course but... he sent a pained smile down at the unconscious body on the bed, devoid of anything even remotely resembling mirth. As long as he was safe, that was all that really mattered in the end.
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jo and rowena are both so small so pocketsized they're ferociously making out right in front of sam and he doesn't even notice because they're so small they're below his eyeline
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arcaneglitch · 1 day
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For the first guardian asks post, 5, 9, 12, 13, and 18? And for the second one 10 :D
I have a thousand million Destiny OCs so I'm going to just pick a different one for each question lmao
5. What's their favorite (or least favorite) Small Talk question?
Rogue's favorite is when anyone asks him Anything related to where/how/when he was rezzed because he Loves talking about how his Ghost (Cable) accidentally dropped a crate on him and then had to rez him AGAIN Cable hates it
9. "What's in their pocketses?"
Kaedro doesn't Look like he has much on him, but he's that friend where if someone needs something, he inexplicably Has it He is the dad friend that carries around a Swiss Army Knife, he is the man with the snacks, the guy who carries around a fire starter just in case even though he can literally use the Light
12. What kind of hobbies do they have? OR how do they fill their downtime?
Rae does a lot of Sparrow racing when she's not tied up in missions. She'll race in Tower-sanctioned tournaments and she'll race in bak-alley leagues -- no matter the level, she's not picky She's also gotten pretty good at it over the years. Not enough to beat Marcus Ren or Enoch Bast, but she's up there
13. What's a word/phrase people don't expect them to know, but is somehow part of their vocabulary?
Fyr will sometimes curse using random food items like "grilled cheese sandwich" or "french toast". His clanmates are kind of curious about where he learned some of the dishes that aren't served anywhere in the City
18. On a scale of "constantly fishtailing" to "the next Marcus Ren," how good can they drive a Sparrow?
lmaoo I kind of answered this with Rae, who's closer to "the next Marcus Ren" "constantly fishtailing" would be Fyr and most of the others would fall somewhere between the two
mundane guardian asks
10. Would they be a biker, car enthusiast, or equestrian?
Biker -> Rae, Kai, Harley, Kyler
Car enthusiast -> Rogue, Fyr, Liv, Kaedro
Equestrian -> Jade, Bazzle, Tristan, Jesse
more mundane guardian asks
tysm for the ask!
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zacs-of-rwby · 6 days
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Tip: "That sort of magic sounds fascinating... I wish I could tslk to them, although a ghost version of Oscar still sounds rather, well, worrying."
He yawns again.
"Apologies about that, I suppose I'm still rather tired from... well..."
DA!Qrow: "Small versions as in smaller than Pocketsized, I'm guessing? Can't see that cat being scary otherwise..."
Tip: "The cat's cute. I wish I could have a pet, but it's rather too dangerous right now. Do you have any others?" He perks up, watching the cat curiously.
Oscar: Yeah, they were smaller than Tip. Like... This big [he puts his hand just four inches above the end table next to him to demonstrate]
Qrow: And uh... if you mean "do we have other cats," then no, but we do have other pets. Well, I do. My dog's a husky, but he lives with my sister now. I wasn't able to keep him when I moved in here. But he's still mine.
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still.
pocketsized.
small.
I’m 170 cm and probably double your weight my friend. Not small.
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lewishamil10n · 1 year
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Oh. OH. Screams re: Miles/Lewis. Their Coachella fits had me go insane. The ice/fire color combo in Day 1. The black/white combo in next day. The way Lewis is so teeny tiny next to all his friends but is the tiniest next to Miles and he ALWAYS walks/stands next to him in pics/videos. Lewis' clothes are soo baggy i can't help but think they're Miles' clothes he borrowed
ANON. YOU GET IT.
like first of all it's the matching. why are they matching. what is this couples shit. then it's the height difference. i'm so weak for a good height difference n lewis is literally TINY next to miles. he looks small enough on the grid to begin with but next to miles he's LITERALLY pocketsized. miles looks like he could easily lift him up (and he SHOULD). and the clothes-sharing? you're so big brained, you're so RIGHT. they absolutely ARE. lewis is stealing miles's clothes and there is NOTHING miles can do about it (unless.... he packed coordinating outfits KNOWING lewis would steal from him......)
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urheartsamess · 1 year
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rewatching the saudi arabia vlog and bible looks so pocketsized a real polly pocket a little miniature of a man
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the way mileapo probably put him in the middle no question asked….. BIBLE U R SO SMALL
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ily very very very much. i wish you could be pocketsized so i could take you around with me
hheheee awwwww *shrinks down crowley-sized*
*squeaking* is this small enough for you?
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