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gorpiepng · 1 month

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hello! can I request platonic! gnarpy x motherly! reader? reader has platonically affectionate towards Gnarpy and act like xyr mother, and although Gnarpy act like xe hate it, xe secretly accepts their love.

* . 🛸 ── gnarpy x (motherly) reader headcanons!!

hiii hii thank you for being my first requester nonny i appreciate it a ton!! :] love love the gnarp gnarp. sorry if the pronoun grammar is a little wonky i had to use a guide :[

gnarpy is initially APPALLED at the nerve you have to think xey need any care whatsoever—! especially if you’re not a gnarpian yourself. be ready for xem to constantly push you away while attempting to insult you in the process. how dare you give... good, reasonable advice to a gnarpian soldier...!!! xe doesn’t need your input!!!!!!!

xey will only start acknowledging your efforts if you kinda play along with the whole ‘power dynamic’ thing gnarpy has set between your species. weird creature? that’s okay, gnarpy, but have you eaten anything today? xey’ll groan and walk off to do just that, telling you xey didn’t need a stupid reminder from you. but xe really did.

sometimes gnarpy’s uniform can get a little torn in battle, leaving xem looking a bit ridiculous, and complaining all the way back to you. that’s one thing you noticed, too— gnarpy always comes back. regardless of how much xe claims xey don’t need your help, xey don’t like you and never will, xey always find xeir way to you. as tv girl once said: “you know where to find me, and i know where to look”

back to my ORIGINAL point— the uniform. gnarpy may know... a lot of things, but one thing xey don’t know? how to sew. even a little hole has xem clueless. how did xey handle this problem before you? throwing the whole suit out, whether it’s salvageable or not, and retrieving a new one. that whole process nearly made your brain explode

you explain the concept of sewing to gnarpy and xey don’t seem to be having it. managing to sit the alien down on a stool with some bribery, you take your time patching up the hole, the fabric appearing as good as new. the whole time gnarpy was shaking a tad bit, somewhat fearing you’d poke xeir skin on accident, but seemed appreciative of the gesture, saying it wasn’t bad work for someone like you. and perhaps... a quiet thanks?

there’s a small chance gnarpy will purr if you’re alone together. whether you’re bandaging xem up from a battle, providing xem with some sustenance, or if you even manage to get close enough to comb xeir messy fur, you’ll be able to hear the faint noise. it’s a little embarrassing for xem so as long as you don’t poke fun at xem or mention it too much, it’ll be more reoccurring thing.

despite the verbal protests, grunts of frustration and cold stares, gnarpy deeply appreciates having someone like you in xeir life. it’s safe to say xey didn’t have much of a motherly role growing up based on how indifferent and rejecting xey are of your care at first, so to finally have someone fulfill that role means so much to xem, so so much. more than xey’d ever let you know.

#gnarpy #gnarpy x reader #regretevator #regretevator x reader #roblox #roblox x reader

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welcome-back-to-hoimycraf · 1 month

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The Red Velvet Keep was cold.

That in and of itself would be unnerving, considering the fact that it was July, but what was even worse was the silence . Usually, the Keep would be alive with sound; Scar humming to himself as he made dinner, Grian shaving down another piece of dripstone for the roof, the rather… loud Jellie pandas out in the sanctuary. Even sounds you would usually never notice, the type that’s just background noise. The birds singing, the frogs croaking, the evening bugs chirping. All of it was gone, Revenge most likely killing off any form of life days ago.

Grian didn’t blame Tango. It probably had no idea what kind of hell it’d released on them when it did. It was fun. It was a game.

Grian and Scar hadn’t been outside in four days, and hadn’t left bed in two. Any sound they made drew the warden closer. Drawing the warden closer meant death.

Grian shivered despite the layers of clothes and covers. Whatever cold this was, it was unnatural, and it only seemed to be getting worse. Revenge was getting closer.

The warden’s horrid sniffing and groaning echoed through the little neighborhood they’d hastily thrown together. Anyone with sense was most likely huddled in their houses like Scar and Grian. Unfortunately for them, it seemed to be right in their farm.

Grian buried his face in Scar’s chest in an attempt to block out the noise. It was almost nauseating how loud a creature that hates noise could be. It seemed Scar was even more affected by their situation, though. Xer’d never been good at keeping quiet, especially under pressure, and the silence was obviously getting to him as he fidgeted. Grian felt bad, seeking out the taller’s hand to give it a little squeeze to (stop it moving) let daem know he understood.

“Gri-” Before Scar could continue the avian slapped a hand over his mouth. Ugh! They knew- they knew Scar couldn’t keep his mouth shut for long. It was only a matter of time before one of them made a noise, and it seemed like it would be sooner rather than later.

An inquisitive sound from Revenge snapped the blonde out of his thoughts. He’d heard them.

Grian froze. Scar matched their energy, tensing up beneath him. He silently cursed himself for disturbing Scar’s “be quiet” mentality as Revenge’s sniffing turned aggressive, moving closer. The two locked fear-filled eyes as the warden let out an angered groan, agreeing through just a look. They were going to have to run.

The avian raised his hand slowly, trying their best to ignore Revenge’s increasingly closer moans. He held up three shaky fingers and Scar nodded, positioning to run at a moment’s notice.

One.

Revenge stomped ever closer. The sound of dripstone crumbling gave away his position- he was coming up right below their window.

Two.

The warden sniffed once more. He let out a terrifying roar- letting the two know he’d locked onto their scent.

Three.

The two sprang up from the bed and toward the window. Admittedly, they didn’t have much of a plan, but as Revenge drew in a breath, Grian figured the plan part could wait. They just needed to get out.

Scar reached the window first, throwing it open and grabbing the water bucket xey always kept in his inventory in case of emergencies. Grian always thought it was a bit silly, considering that she had never successfully landed a clutch, but they thanked every power he could think of for her to have it at this moment as xi dumped it onto the ground below.

The avian cursed their good-for-nothing wings that caught on the window frame on the way down, sending a jolt of pain up their spine. Why even keep them if he couldn’t use them? It didn’t matter much, though, as Grian plunged to the ground, with Scar quick to follow.

The blast that cut through the air was mind-shattering. Even outside of the main blast, Grian’s eyeballs were vibrating with the volume of the warden’s sonic shriek. They took a second to put themself together before remembering his soulmate. He looked to their right where Scar was groaning lowly. He’d landed on his bad hip from what Grian could tell. The blonde cursed, rushing over and hoisting Scar under the armpits. A quick glance behind him showed Revenge sniffing toward the now empty room. They had time.

“Can you walk by yourself?” He whispered sharply.

Scar bit his lip. “I-I think so, just-”

A terrible noise sounded behind them and Grian watched in terror as the beast faced the two.

“G-G-G-Grian!” Scar stammered. He’d finally gotten to his feet with Grian’s help, and not without a struggle. They’d left his cane in the Keep in their panic, which the blonde was highly regretting now.

“I think it found us,” Grain muttered defeatedly. Scar yelped as they gripped him around the middle, slinging his arm over their shoulder. It was move or die, and moving sounded pretty appealing to him right now.

They set off toward the ravine that cut through their houses. Grian didn’t have much of a plan for where to go, mostly just away, minus some half-baked thought of fleeing to the ranch. Maybe Tango or Jimmy or someone could figure out what to do about this thing on their tails. They’d been the ones to unleash this thing, they could be the ones to put it back from whatever pit of Hell it’d come from. Hopefully.

The ranch wasn’t far away, only a stone’s throw away from the Keep, but the real struggle was the hill. In… admittedly a lapse of judgment, Grian had decided the two of them should live at the top of a rather steep hill… with a person using a cane. This was really coming back around to bite him in the ass, wasn’t it?

The two made their way down as quickly as they could with all the stumbling. It wasn’t the safest, but it was what they could do with a death sentence chasing them.

And then Grian tripped.

It was his fault. They hadn’t been paying much attention to obstacles. And they swore the rock wasn’t there before! Weird… moving rocks.

Their tumble wasn’t graceful or in any way quiet either. Surely Revenge wasn’t far behind as they could still hear his shrieking close by, though it was getting quieter. Who knew rolling could be such a fast travel option?

The soulmates came to a slow stop, ending up as a pile of tangled limbs and pain. Grian groaned lowly, freeing themself from the almost ball they had formed at the base of the hill. He yelped suddenly and scrambled backwards, scaring Scar into moving.

“What? What’s wrong?”

Grian’s face split into a nervous smile as he shakily pointed behind the other at the edge of the cliff. They’d stopped right on the edge of the ravine.

Scar made a similar performance, struggling to stay up before Grian grabbed his hand.

“Scar, wait- we, we could do something with this!” He broke out into a crazed grin. Scar could practically see the insanity kicking into gear inside his skull. “We could send the warden down the ravine!”

About a hundred blocks away, Revenge growled, almost as if protesting the idea.

The nymph nodded, lie’s own maniacal grin forming. “Wait- could we do like a scene from one of those old action movies? Like we stand on the edge and move out the way just in time?” Scar cackled at his own idea as he finished. “Like a bullfighter!”

“Yeah, yeah!” The blonde agreed, hastily standing up. He brushed off his pants before taking a deep breath. This plan was crazy. And stupid. But what had that done to stop him in the past? “We’ll need to get his attention.”

Scar nodded. “Scream?”

“Scream.”

It didn’t take much time for them to get his attention, and even less for him to emerge from the trees. The warden’s hulking figure bent the trees to its will, for it was far too large to fit between the trunks. Revenge groaned angrily and the sky turned black with it. Grian suddenly wasn’t able to see him, relying on sound alone. It was kind of poetic, wasn’t it? The beast that can’t see inflicts its ailment on its victims as well.

Revenge started to sprint toward them, and Grian readied themself to move. They really hoped they didn’t end up on yellow after all this.

50 blocks.

30 blocks.

10 blocks.

5 blocks.

The avian dove.

Judging by the noise, Scar had done the same on the other side.

The warden slammed his hands to the ground where they had stood seconds before… And stayed exactly where he was. Grian panicked. Not being able to see the beast was one thing, but that and having it mere steps away? This was a death sentence. They almost started saying their goodbyes to this cruel world.

Before Scar- lovely, amazing, clever Scar jumped up to save the day. The last thing he heard was a boot colliding with something solid and weirdly squishy before Revenge shrieked. And fell down.

A splash sounded at the bottom.

The warden’s fiery roar echoed through the canyon.

#fanfic #my fanfic #trafficfic #life series #double life #grian #goodtimeswithscar #trafficshipping #scarian #desert duo

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preservationofnormalcy · 2 months

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hey norm, my buddy and i went this party last night it was pretty chill, but xey got a little bit too drunk and and and a n d a n d

we are drunk on the blood of the earth

yet we thirst for M O R E

SOCIAL MEDIA FEED DISABLED DUE TO COGNITOHAZARDOUS INFLUENCES. SCRUBBING INITIALIZED. ABTECH THANKS YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE.

#office for the preservation of normalcy #ask #The Boiler

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skyblr-hunger-games · 4 months

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The Winner!

A massive congratulations to @melted-mercury for winning the third Skyblr Hunger Games! And a massive thank you to all the wonderful people who submitted their OCs to the chaos:

Atlas (He/him) @/tinypasserine Sardine (they/them), Zayin (she/her), Yodh (he/him) @/sheepydrawings Phoenix (they/he) @/conflicted-phoenix Kestrel (they/she), Penrose (xey/xem) @/melted-mercury Solar (he/they) @/mrsunnysposts Requiem (they/them) @/cloud-of-corvids Quiver (it/its, they/them) @/theplushiesystem Rhea (she/her), Azul (he/him), Artemis (she/her) @/harpyco Rys (she/they), Delta (they/them) @/reveks Clockwork (he/him) @/detective-piplup Leora (she/her) @/secretbeanguino (art credit @/crotch-goblins-of-the-light) Motheater (she/her) @/edencanart Chipper (she/her) @/tytosunbeam Lancer (she/they) @/freelancerofthetriforcekeyblade Chiffon (they/its), Velvet (they/them) @/morbid-mushroom Sunny (she/her) @/dilfslayer69 Aurelia (she/her), Jasper (he/him), Estelle (she/her) @/smoresthehalloweenqueen Amity (they/them), Orion (he/him) @/amity206 Moon (she/they) @/m00nvale Mars (they/them) @/1mothman Okun (he/him) @/spectralfalcon Ninox (she/it) @/multigrainbreadbread Nadir (she/her), Reece (he/they) @/skykidnadir Kitty (she/her), Gauk (he/him) @/catofaurora

#sky children of the light #skyblr #sky cotl #hunger games simulator #unofficial skyblr hunger games simulator #sky ocs #sky: children of the light #sky: cotl

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kellystar321 · 9 months

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*Sticks hand through catflap* Pardon me Jace but I heard you would not talk about Henry Stickmin OCs at length until someone asked you. Please deposit all of your information into my hand please and thank you

hi math!! <3 *cracks knuckles* alrighty heres my little stickmin guys, not counting ace and eca because their relationship to canon is ✨ strange and unorthodox! ✨

Short Descriptions

Acanthus: A hedge witch who lives in the woods, no associated factions but oddly seems to house a lot of Toppat visitors.

Pazi: A CCC worker who works in a mobile unit off the coastline of Russia.

The Javelins: A found family of five scientific experiments with grafted wings to be recruited into the military.

Long (and i mean long) Descriptions under cut:

^ old reference, feathers in her hat have been changed to acanthus flowers

Acanthus (she/her): Acanthus lives alone in a cabin in the woods, a little decrepit but not too worse for wear. She is a very advanced hedge witch, and her magic mostly consists of herbal remedies and teas (though she does know basic warding and sigils, kitchen magic, and protection magic.)

She married a long time ago, and she and her husband built their cabin together on the edge of the forest, and they lived happily together for many years learning magic together. As the years went by, the forest inched closer and slowly grew darker and more sinister. One fateful day, three months after their first child was born, Acanthus’s husband was killed by a creature of the forest, and in grief she cast a radiating field of protection from her cabin outward, sustained for as long as she lived. From then on, she vowed to protect anyone who wandered into the section of the forest she resided in, since she could not protect the one she loved the most.

She is the guardian of the section of the woods where she lives and she protects those who walk in her area of the forest. She goes out every day to collect herbs and plants and hangs them up to dry in her home. Those who do not mean harm can seek sanctuary in or near her cabin. She hasn’t had quite as many visitors since her granddaughter Hazel left to join the Toppats.

Y’know. Hazel. The Witch.

Acanthus’s daughter (The Witch’s mother) didn’t want to be so secluded in the dark woods and moved away into the city. Acanthus supported her daughter’s choices and continued living in the forest alone. Acanthus’s daughter had a child, and The Witch grew up with an affinity towards plants. The Witch visited Acanthus’s cabin every summer from a young age. Acanthus taught The Witch everything she knew about herbalism. Acanthus was the first person The Witch came out to about being trans, and was delighted when she found out that Acanthus was trans as well.

One of Acanthus’s many potions is a tea which helps the body develop in tune with the drinker’s perception of their gender. There’s some effects that happen right away (voice changes, hormone production), but most effects take multiple doses of the potion. (Potion of trans your gender REAL). Acanthus drank this to transition, and so did The Witch.

Eventually, The Witch joined the Toppats, though she still comes back to visit often.

Acanthus was originally created to help my friend @frazzledazzlin’s character, Jesse, transition. He wanted a witch in the woods to magically trans Jesse’s gender for his backstory, so I offered to make a witch for this purpose! Acanthus enjoys Jesse’s visits immensely and treats him like a beloved grandson. Jesse helps her with chores and she always invites him for tea and supper and a chat.

Jesse will often call her Acantha, and The Witch calls her Nana. She will always sends them back to the Toppat airship/orbital station with a protection sigil and a new container of tea bags.

If I could turn this into a piece of media, it would be: A series of non-chronological comics mostly centered on whenever someone visits the cabin. _______

Pazi (they/xey/she): Pazi Morozova is a CCC employee looking for chaos disturbances near Russia’s coast of the Bering Sea. The Mobile Unit R321 is manned by xem and xem alone. They basically live in that thing and have turned it into a one-room apartment.

Pazi joined the CCC as a mobile unit operative to investigate the strange power surges that would randomly spike in the sea. She triangulated and found the source – a ship that housed a certain doctor specializing in cyborgs – and tried to destroy it (like most CCC employees try to do).

Due to a malfunction, the Ultimate Freeze device and a Frost Ray were combined and blew back into her face, hitting her directly. The accident gave them a new power, the ability to slow time of things and people they coat in a layer of frost, freezing them in place.

However, the blast also took out much of the lower half of xeir face, as well as the part of xeir arm xey used to shield xeir eyes. Her mobile unit crashed into the sea and Dr. V graciously took her in to fix her up. Dr V. let her stay on her ship while xey recovered and they worked on her mobile unit together to get it flight-ready again (which they prolonged the repair of as they grew attached to each other). They dated for a while, but eventually felt as if they weren’t compatible as lifelong partners, so they broke up on friendly terms. Pazi quietly returned to working for the CCC.

They still care deeply about each other as friends, and they video chat sometimes and have semi-regular meet-ups whenever they happen to be near each other in the sea. Pazi docks their mobile unit on Dr. V's ship and makes her coffee, and Dr. V gives their mechanics a tune-up while they chat. These days, Pazi makes sure Dr. V is safe from the CCC’s radar.

Pazi was originally created from the #henrystickminocchallenge on twitter, and was eventually given a backstory.

If I could turn this into a piece of media, it would be: A short fanfic centered on Pazi’s life before and then during their stay with Dr. V. _______

The Javelins: jfc where do i start lmao

TW: Torture, Kidnapping, Death, Experimentation

The Andromeda Facility is a scientific laboratory that runs completely morally sound experiments with consenting volunteers.

At least… on the first floor.

Past a secret elevator, lower floors reveal much more sinister projects performed on kidnapped subjects. With excess funding from first-floor experiments, The Andromeda Facility aims to make ground-breaking scientific revelations, ethics be damned.

Enter The Javelin Project.

The Javelin Project is an Andromeda Facility initiative aiming to graft wings to a human body in order to create a mobile field operative more discreet than helicopters, but still intelligent enough for Government work. The project was named Javelin, for the sleek and efficient ability to fly through the air and narrowly breach through enemy defenses.

With three previously failed test trials under their belts, scientists are ready to proceed with Group 4, five subjects who’ve already been through the wringer...

Javelin Group 4, Case A (J4-CA) – self-proclaimed “Alexandria” (she/her) – is a reject from The Athena Assignment, an experiment to jampack all Earthly knowledge and intellect into a select number of humans. Alexandria was a strong start with an abnormally high IQ level, but was deemed too violent after weekly provoking. (One of the scientists kept challenging her to a chess game where he continuously altered the rules so she couldn't win. Every time she captured on of his pieces she'd scrape the piece along the side of the board, wearing it down to a sharpened edge she used to slice his chest.) She was removed and placed into the Javelin Project. Alexandria is highly intelligent and protective of her loved ones, jumping to defend them.

^ Javelin Group 4, Case B (J4-CB) – self-proclaimed “Jacob” or “Coby” (she/they) – is a reject from The Fountain Experiments, a look into anti-aging serums meant to help the skin appear more youthful, though this had negative effects on the physical and mental age development of Coby. A child who started as a 13 year old had regressed into a 7 year old with an even lower mental age. She was discarded as scientists researched serums with less negative side effects. Coby is shy, sweet, and easily attached to people who are the slightest bit kind to her. She’s so baby.

^ Javelin Group 4, Case C (J4-CC) – self-proclaimed “Keter” (it/they) – has not been in a previous experiment before. Its mother was a scientist working obliviously on the first floor of the facility who was killed after accessing an unauthorized level of the building. Keter broke in after its mom never came home and was taken and placed into the Javelin Project. Keter is feisty, angry, and leans hard into the experiment vibes, being a nightmare of a test subject if it means it’ll take attention off of its family.

^ Javelin Group 4, Case D (J4-CD) – self-proclaimed “Dewdrop” “Dewy” or “Dew" (they/he) – was previously a worker who tended to low-maintenance plant experiments on the first floor, and was taken to be part of the Terracotta Tests, an experiment in human photosynthesis when spliced with plant cells. The experiment failed since the photosynthesis became uncontrollable, and Dew began growing rue and asphodel from their hair and skin. They were rejected from this experiment and sent to be part of The Javelin Project. Dew is spacey, dazed and forgetful most of the time, but shows affection to their family after prolonged containment with them.

^ Javelin Group 4, Case E (J4-CE) – self-proclaimed “Jace” (he/she/they) – is me! Jace was a reject from the Nocturn Experiment, though not as a subject. He was part of the experiment equipment, meant to repeat a specific musical melody to make a group of people fall asleep as a conditioned response. After making too many mistakes in this experiment, he was placed into the Javelin Project. Jace is weary but caring, very maternal and nurturing.

The Javelin Project takes a long time of hollowing out bones, the wing grafting process, and eventual flight training. Every night the subjects get shunted into a room together and given their food portions which they share. They talk, sing, and comfort each other. They are all that they have.

The Javelin Project can either fail (all or almost all the subjects die), partially succeed (a set of the subjects survive), or fully succeed (all subjects survive), each leading to different timelines for the Javelins.

The main ones are: - The Escape Timeline, where the group of five try to escape, but Coby, Keter and Dew die in the process. When caught by scientists, Alexandria gives up her life so Jace can run away. Jace joins the Toppats to swear revenge. - The Government Timeline, where the Javelin Project succeeds and they’re sent to work for the government. Why do they do this? I have not planned that out yet. I think they’re being forced to but who knows why they're cooperating. I’ll figure it out. Anyway, other than The True Ending, this is the happiest ending for them since everyone survives and are let outside together. They do missions together and Jace and Alexandria take care of the three kids and are parents together and they’re found family.

J4-CE was originally created for a secret project. :)

If I could turn this into a piece of media, it would be: A “your-choices-matter” RPG Maker game with a rhythm game segment, a visual novel segment, a tamagotchi simulator survival segment, and multiple endings based on who survives. I will make this someday.

#henry stickmin oc #thsc oc #the henry stickmin collection #henrey stickmin #my henry stickmin art #starlight originals #general oc tag #my favorite color is queue #ace and eca would take too long to explain hdkhd

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while-basement-eyes-dream · 3 days

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hell0 Hell0!! y0u can call me Will 0r any 0ther name Like it, i'm n0t picky ! i g0 By any pr0n0uns !

y0u can Find me in the artefact St0rage 0f the Magnus institute !

i am A sp-Eye-ral Avatar ! d0 with That inf0rmati0n what y0u will :)

d0 ask Me ab0ut anything Regarding myself, artefacts 0r Anything 0n y0ur mind :) can't pr0mise Pr0per answers th0ugh !

i H0pe t0 See y0u ar0und :))

OOC: [ greetings!! im lyfrassir (xey/xem) and this is my silly little ask/rp blog for my tma oc!

main blog : @gunpowdertimsleftgun needles(tmagp) rp blog : @lots-and-lots-of-needles michael distortion rp blog : @ask-thedistortion lyfrassir edda rp blog : @inspectorsecondclass jonny d'ville rp blog : @captainnotfirstmate my buried oc rp blog : @woods-in-the-ground

#it Answers - asks #will's sillies - in character posts #🌀🌀🌀 - reblogs #will interacts - self explatatory methinks

thank you for stopping by and I, as well as Will, hope to See you around :) ]

#while-basement-eyes-dream #tma rp #tma oc #spiral avatar #it Answers #will's sillies #🌀🌀🌀#will interacts

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zoruascanbetrainerstoo · 29 days

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[It's a video. Watch it?]

[The video starts with two "humans", Illanero and Cresselia, entering the private dining room at the fanciest seafood restaurant in Hulbury. Two real humans, Chairman Rose and Oleana, are waiting inside.

"So, how has your search been going?" Rose asked, a jolly smile on his face. Though only he and Oleana knew what he was truly thinking. "Come now, no need to be shy! I'm not one to skimp out on meals for our esteemed champion guest."

"What do you mean?" Illanero asked, tail between xer legs. Xey were trembling a little.

"The Chairman has arranged a four-course meal of the finest seafood in Galar for you, champion of Hoenn. And yes, we made sure it's safe for Zoruas. It would be best to thank him," Oleana said.

"...thank you," Illanero said, almost too quiet to hear.

"Now was that so difficult?" Rose asked, sitting down. Sure enough, there was a grand feast of seafood at the table. "Come have a seat. Don't worry, humans don't bite!"

Illanero hesitated, then sat down across from Rose. Xer eyes briefly sparkled as xey saw how much seafood there was, and for a brief moment, xer Zorua ears popped out of the illusion.

Rose laughed. "Knew a Zorua couldn't resist a good feast. Now, everything's going to be okay, so long as you collect those wishing stars for us, alright?"

"...okok," Illanero said. Xey shoved some seafood into their mouth.

"Glad you understand," Rose said, and the video ends.]

#pkmn irl #illanero #galar arc

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lots-and-lots-of-needles · 2 months

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hello!! :) just your local (very local :). (this is a threat!)) hug enjoyer here! i'm needles, and i usually use he and they pronouns!!

i am VERY scary! and everyone who says otherwise is lying to themself! :))

free hugs are going to be very common on this blog!

hope to see you around!!

OOC: ... i couldn't help myself. it's lyf, back at it again with YET ANOTHER rp blog. i just saw needles and went "yes. them. rp blog rn." except it took a while :)

main blog : @gunpowdertimsleftgun danny stoker rp blog : @not-a-stranger michael distortion rp blog : @ask-thedistortion jonny d'ville rp blog : @captainnotfirstmate

xey/xem and they/them pronouns for me and he/they for needles!

please please send asks and tag me in things i will try to interact with things this time i promise

thank you :)))

#tmagp rp #needles #tmagp needles

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whumperstorm · 1 year

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"What does death feel like?" Fey asked.

The human gaped. "What?"

Fey pointed a long finger at it's chest. "Mortals can die. You are a mortal. What does it feel like?"

Aa usual, the human leaned away from xer touch. Xey allowed it as it was not the focus right now. "W-well I've not, I haven't died before, so- I wouldn't know."

"Allow me to kill you then, so you can experience it."

"W-what?!" The human exclaimed, hazel eyes wide. "N-no! You can't!"

Xey chuckled. Humans were always so strange. Claiming things that can or cannot be done, even against all logic. The little things were so simple and charming. "Yes, I can. It would be very simple." Just as easy as all the other things xey had done to the human already.

The human backed away further, up against the wall of it's cage. "No I mean... death is- it's not like... eating or sleeping," other mortal things Xey had inquired about in the past, "It's permanent!"

"Nothing is permanent here, little one, I'd have thought you'd understand that by now." Fey wondered if it would ever understand. "Allow me to give you death."

The human cowered against the wall. It's face was pale with terror. "N-no thank you." It sqeaked, almost too quiet to hear.

"Why are you afraid?" Xey ask. "Does death inflict the "pain" you've told me about?"

The human shut it's eyes tight, it's breathing picking up speed. "Y-yes it does. Or, well, the lead up to it. I don't know what death is like once it happens! P-people say it's supposed to be peaceful. But no one can say for sure bec-because after you die you're gone." It looked back up at Xem with wet, pleading eyes. "Please. I don't want to do this. Please!"

"Do not fear. I will remove your pain for this. I'm not interested in that concept at the moment. Only the death itself."

"Please.... don't...".

"Pay attention, I want to know all the details when you return."

In an instant, they human's fragile little body collapsed to the floor like a doll. It's eyes, a moment ago filled with so much emotion and life, now dull and blank and staring lifelessly past xem. Xey loved the human for it's expressiveness and how easy and amusing it was to get a reaction from it. This was jarring, even for xem. But very, very exciting. A cold, terrifying concept xey couldn't wait to play with more.

Just as quickly, color returned to the human's face as it took a deep, gasping breath. It scrambled up from the ground, eyes darting around the room wildly before focusing on Fey. It was silent for a moment. Motionless.

Then it screamed.

In the end, Fey removed the memory of death from the human's mind. It's angonized wailing was unending and no matter when Fey said or did, the little creature would not calm. Xey were so curious to know what it saw that caused it such raw terror. But, xe needed to be patient. Xey would try again later, when the human's mind was more broken. Easier to mold. When xer pet could better handle the mental state that is brought about by death.

#my posts #my writing #inhuman whumper #major character death #temporary character death #fey whumper #or some sort of immortal beast

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oh god it got gayer. haha etho now RENS taking off YOUR armor. in the most HOMOEROTIC WAY POSSIBLE

etho can try to say that hes not crushing on ren but the only one hes fooling is himself, but sir. can you at least. not ignore poisoned stab wounds. yes you took it so ren wouldnt have to but REN DOESNT WANT YOU DEAD EITHER

i loved this whole chapter so so much. etho learning (trying at least) to let himself be vulnerable with ren, ren taking care of his injured crush second in command etho, etho at the very end realizing hes going to have to put his armor on in front of ren in the morning,,

i alternated between going "aww, theyre adorable", "these fucking idiots", and cackling madly the whole time i was reading. I am so incredibly excited for the next chapter

great work! (@hitheeprithee :D)

YEAHHHHH listen this entire fic did start off with me stumbling into my discord channel in a server and going guys guys guys. rentho knights and armor removal. so we HAD to have it go both ways yknow!!

Etho taking that poisoned dagger was SO important to his character. There's a line I think about in line with it from the first chapter:

Sixty steps left. Etho will die for his king one day. This is a fact of life he has known since he was merely a page, and a part of his soul that he’ll never abandon. He’ll die for his king, and do it with grace.

I think to Etho, taking that dagger wasn't even a question. We see it in his mindset from the start--he will die for his king one day, and to him his duties and care for the king supercedes his own needs, even to the point of not going for a medic immediately for help. It also plays into him trying so desperately to keep those walls and invulnerability up, because if those walls go down... he's less than Ren's hand, or the soldier who will die protecting his king.

In reality he's more than that, of course, but that's just his thinking.

As far as the armor in the morning goes... ehehe. Idk idk i think that it's a little mortifying for Etho to think about. Not only is he gonna walk past all the soldiers without his armor, they're ALL gonna know it's in the king's tent, which really adds to that feeling of vulnerability and weakness that Etho just HATES in this fic.

thanks so much for the ask EEEEE it really made my day:D i'm gonna tag @hitheeprithee to make sure xey see this cause i have no idea how tags within an ask work LMAOOOO

#i have . way too many thoughts can you tell #i had to wait to answer this until i was able to write a fucking analysis whoops #laurie thoughts #varteeny1234 #rentho #trafficshipping

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