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toa-arania · 1 year

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Since she's confirmed in the @homemadegirlbossbattle now I'm gonna start tagging Val posts with #val propaganda and I will likely be making crime/nonsense update posts after sessions because of all the shit she gets into

Anyway since I think I forgot to mention this previously in either the submission or the first val nonsense post, have some bonus things:

I intend for her to point out to the party that she can pick locks so if they don't take her to the murder basement she'll just go there unsupervised instead.

I literally have a document on my computer called Evil Plans.odt where I write up my surprisingly detailed Val Revenge Plans. The first proper Val Revenge Plan had 11 steps and didn't go entirely as planned (which admittedly both I and she expected), so a second one is in the works. It involves flirting with the person she intends to get revenge on as well as cornering her in a changing room in front of the cheerleaders. To flirt.

#val propaganda #sort of #also i wont be posting full plans i have because i know at least two people from that group see my posts

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cemeterything · 6 months

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i keep thinking about digital ghosts. or maybe digital hauntings would be a better term. the final messages shared between you and someone you no longer speak to, for whatever reason. a webpage, or blog post, or inactive profile on a social media forum that you still return to sometimes, no longer even hoping for something to have changed, just to remember, like returning to a grave year after year. video and audio recordings of people who've left your life that you play back over and over until the tape wears out. in the realm of the more fantastical, maybe a hologram that bears their likeness but only a pale, shallow imitation of their complexity, their personality, or an AI or other imperfect replica built on a lifetime of data collected from them that only reinforces their absence but is all you have left to remember (or replace until you forget the difference) them by. all these records that they existed that will inevitably only last as long as the technology that supports them takes to become obsolete, or the data corrupts and begins to break down, or the archives storing it are no longer hosted anywhere. you haven't cheated death, or the grief that comes with losing someone. you've just prolonged it.

#🐉#lost contact with a beloved friend recently so im channeling that grief into this #but this is also what happens to val in my mech pilot thing #she becomes a holographic propaganda machine (until shes freed) and knows shes just a replica of someone real #who has been given a little more sand in the hourglass because shes still useful and even though #shes already dead her image cant be allowed to die with her yet

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icemankazansky · 5 months

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What was it like meeting Val Kilmer? This is probably something that doesn't need asking but I've seen some more things about his bad reputation in the mid/late 90s and I'm just considering the word of someone who actually talked to him.

It was completely lovely. I've gone into a lot of detail about it in a previous post (it's in the last section), but basically it was the best possible experience. He set aside time to meet with me privately so we could have a real conversation one-on-one. He was warm and attentive; he asked me questions and listened when I spoke. When I explained to him how he and his movies had helped me, he seemed genuinely touched, and he thanked me. He gave me gifts, and insisted I get a picture of us together; I didn't even think to ask. I think I was probably literally glowing afterwards.

I've given thought to the rumors of his misbehavior during that period of his life. I'm definitely biased in his favor, but every complaint someone's made against him seems easily explainable given context. The directors of Top Secret! complained that Val asked them too many questions about his character, but this is Val's first major film role. He's the lead. He's only a few years out of Juilliard, which takes the same view of acting that Val did and does: That it's an art. He wants to do a good job; he asks the directors for direction, which is, like, literally their job that they get paid for? idk. Val butted heads with John Frankenheimer, the second director for The Island of Dr. Moreau (and the man who said, after Val wrapped, "Cut! Now get that bastard off my set!" so clearly Frankenheimer wasn't a big fan of Val's, either), but most of his concern seems to be about Frankenheimer not finishing the film. Val had just been informed of his impending divorce via entertainment news in a foreign country, and the first director of Moreau had already dropped out of the picture. Being anxious about partnerships ending and people leaving seems normal given the circumstances. I read a great anecdote from a teamster on The Doors, who had heard a rumor from other crew that Val insisted no one was to look him in the eye or speak to him because he was in character at all times. The teamster ignored this because he was a veteran and had heard his share of weird shit, and one day on set happened to start up a conversation with Val, during which Val asked him, "Hey, do you know why the crew in this city is so unfriendly?" He hadn't even heard the rumor, much less made the edict. And let's be real: It's in the interest of entertainment media to sensationalize things and blow them out of proportion. Drama makes for good TV.

TLDR: I don't worry about it too much. Every personal story I've heard from people I actually know and trust has belied the ugly rumors.

#asks answered #val kilmer #long post #val kilmer propaganda

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wlw-webcomic-bracket · 11 months

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Space Dread anon here. Sorry, forgot about that rule when sending that last ask. Anyway, this may be stuff I already said in the submission but here we go. Space Dread is a character from the webcomic Val and Isaac and is an assassin/mercenary for hire who likes video games and juggling. No one knows her true name except her moms and her codename everyone knows her by was an old MMO name she used. A warlock once tried to use her deadname to hex her, but since it's no longer a name she sees as hers, it did nothing. The comic this happens in has been the picture example for the TV Trope page for "Supernaturally Validated Trans Person" and it's very fitting. From what I can recall, she's also wlw, as she's only ever dated several of the other female characters such as Val, Garla, and I think Dex? She's a huge nerd and her current outfit she wears for assassinating was a cosplay she wore after rushing to job from a convention and it just kind of stuck. Her method of transitioning is a little fairy called the Gender Wizard that basically acts as magic HRT. I remember one of the more recent comics that focused on her showed that, through shapeshifting powers, she used to make her bust bigger herself until Gender Wizard was able to help. She's also just...one of the best characters from the comics. Here's link to her appearances in chronological order. https://val-and-isaac.tumblr.com/tagged/space%20dread/chrono

No worries, I appreciate you understanding! She’s currently sitting at seven submissions and will definitely be in the tournament.

Here’s the comic featured on that TVTropes page, which is actually how I found out about Space Dread for the first time. I don’t know much about her yet, but I’m a fan.

#propaganda #asks answered #not polls #Val and Isaac

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chlostars · 3 months

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deeply gratifying to me personally to be like “what the fuck was going on in this scene btwn alan and tom” and ilkka is on camera giving his little gender studies thesis on what the fuck was going on btwn alan and tom

#tony scott trying to make military propaganda and val kilmer portraying a closeted gay man in the army #except it’s sam lake trying to make his john carpenter twin peaks princess tutu stephen king magnum opus #and ilkka villi rocking up to set ready to explore masculinity as a prison #i love art i love collaboration #video GAMES

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pinketine · 1 year

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The art of grieving your naivete and self assuredness

1. I want to be Six Again || 2. Richard Siken || 3. Aku no Hana, Shuzo Oshimi || 4. I want to be Six Again || 5. On Turning Ten, Billy Collins || 6. Seigfried, Frank Ocean || 7. On Turning Ten, Billy Collins

#SORRY VIVI JUST MAKES ME SO SAD #this was meant to be propaganda for the vsmp bracket but MAN #his more cynical nature hurts #val smp #web weaving

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caramellody · 10 months

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ooooh the desire to make my tmnt dr au a fic but also a comic but i KNOW both regardless are gonna take time but i ALSO want to talk about the au so if you got any questions for it ask away

#val rambles #the desire of talking about an au that is VERY focused on the mystery is hard bc on one hand i dont wanna go out and talk about EVERYTHING #but also. i am spreading my 12 mikey and rise donnie propaganda

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toa-arania · 1 year

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Since I've been playing her for a while and have submitted her to @homemadegirlbossbattle's Girlboss Tournament, Val is officially in my OC masterpost~

To celebrate, I've decided to compile a small collection of Nonsense Val Has Participated in- note that these don't technically count as Crimes, which will come later :)

Because she and the Other Witch (Wesley) don't have a proper sanctuary at the moment, they've taken to spellcasting in the girls' bathroom.

That one time Val helped to explain omegaverse to the party werewolf and later magically projected into his mind to go searching for pools of blood.

Breaking into Wesley's house so many times that his dad installed a deadbolt.

Having a yelled conversation across the house with her extended family about how they have Definitely Never Pushed Anyone Off A Building.

Getting kicked out of someone's brain by Literal Actual Kairos Fateweaver and proceeding to name him Double Bird because she didn't know his actual name (this then caught on with the whole party).

#oc #monsterhearts #val propaganda

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val-daily · 1 year

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Monday, 17 April 2023

Well Done:

Being weary at work I went out for a snack and some sunshine.

I was polite with my coworkers

To better:

For some unfathomable reason I was physically exhausted at work, and I felt sad about it. Then when some mistakes were made I started to feel shame and guilt. As if I have no right to mistakes and tiredness at work without proper reasons. There is nothing wrong with being exhausted, I don’t stop being a worthy person by being human.

Oftentimes I get bored at work and stop paying attention to the details, I grow arrogant, dismissive. Well, even if I’m bored at the moment of a workday I still have to focus and fix this problem on a bigger level.

Delights:

Evening sky and “The Last Shadow Puppets” songs.

Shortbread Qurabiya biscuits. 😋

Last season of “The Good Fight”

#if Russian propaganda would see Good Fight they’d put it on state tv and be glad #mental health #good fight #healing journal #self healing #adult children of alcoholics #therapy #therapy journal #healing #val’s photo #aca #the last shadow puppets #spring sky #spring photography #tired at work

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snapvalentine · 2 years

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My friend, I love you, but you’re bringing me down

In which Val encounters a weird skull in the coastlands and gets a touch unwell over it. Meanwhile, Volo tries to have a heart-to-heart with his buddy, and it turns about as foreboding as expected.

been wanting to write little scenes of val and volo for a bit!! may write more, albeit very out of order. may put them all together in a lil fic one day. who knows....

(for a lil context, val has a shiny hypno for a partner and volo uses they/he pronouns)

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The sun-soaked sands of Hideaway Bay have never felt more inviting than they do now. Any roving Ambipom or Sealeo having seemingly retired for the evening early, leaving Val in his torn coat and sweaty chest wrap, alone. And that was just fine with him at the moment. He barely had the mind to notice just how hot it was getting under his Unovan leather. He was warned it was going to be a balmy evening for the coastlands, but the only thing Val could bring himself to care about, sat cross-legged on the loamy beachside, was the large, loose pokemon skull sunk into the seafoam.

And it was in pristine condition.

It’s head is like clay. A light and faded lavender clay. It can be molded, changed. But Val doesn’t dare alter it. An unknown reverence for the thing in his heart. He traces the pads of his fingers over small, squared horns and on the underside of the skull, feeling the debris and sand stuck in the corners of flat teeth, and feeling the holes where nostrils would have been just a few layers of hide and sinew above, a bit further down the length of the snout than where he expected they’d be placed. This thing looked like any other Aerodactyl skull he’d seen on school trips as a kid, but the sparks that shot just under his fingertips, as he ran moist palms over the soft, malleable head, carried with them such an unparalleled appeal.

The only other thing Val can muster to think of in this moment is Volo. Volo knows so much of Hisui’s legends and fauna. Val can’t help but wonder if they would know something about this too. If they’d feel the same unfounded sense of care for this thing as Val did.

Surely. Surely.

Volo found a certain care and nostalgia for even the gloomiest of tales they could muster, when they were in the mood to even recount a tragedy. Surely they would understand how Val felt now. How everything in this moment felt so. Beyond him. So new. So enthralling.

Then, a hot spark shoots through the back of his head. The tips of Val’s fingers leave perfect indents in the skull’s forehead. His jaw goes slack for a moment, before his breathing stills and steadies once more. The spark turns to a comforting buzz before quickly fading.

No.

Val oh so carefully places the skull back into the seafoam, so Lugia’s waters may lap at the thing’s teeth once more. And Val gets to his feet and his spine ices in place for a moment and leaves him lovingly stunned, observing white ripples worm and seep their ways between crooked molars, and for once he understands Volo’s intrigue; their raw and running desire to know the unknown.

And yet.

No.

Volo does not need to know about this.

Volo doesn’t need to know everything. Not at all.

This moment is just a gift for Val to have.

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Val stumbles from out the wood just as the blue dark of night begins to settle beneath the trees and under cliffsides. In a moment, a nearby Hypno’s ears twitch, and the pokemon rushes to her partner’s side to assist him through scratching bramble that clambers along the hill. Vim curls the tip of her snout and mutters steady ‘hyp. hyp. hyp.’s as Val assures her he’s just fine. She does not let go of his arm, but at least eases up on her death grip. Her scaly pink skin glimmers lightly in the last few rays of the sun and she flags down the sunflower merchant just off in the distance with an easy, slow wave.

Volo comes bearing down the grassy hills with his trademark grin, jangling the entire way. Togetic follows in eager pursuit, and happily chirps and flutters around her psychic-type friend upon catching up.

“Ah, my friend! You had your dear Hypno worried sick!” Volo teases and shakes a finger just at Val’s nose. “And well. You had worried me a bit as well. But I stayed strong for dear Vim! Who knows where she’d be without me?”

Vim waggles her nose in the merchant’s direction with a furrowed brow and a roll of the eyes. Volo just chuckles into the back of his hand. But his typical mirth doesn't last long, upon taking in Val’s appearance. The time-walker was red in the face from the heat, no surprise, but he looked. Off. Out of it. Volo adjusts the brim of his hat out of habit and cocks a brow.

“Just what were you doing out in the bay, anyhow? Can’t imagine us finding much of interest with the Remoraid.” He dots his sentence with an involuntary snicker. Also out of habit.

Val purses his lips for a moment, dry and cracked. He can’t exactly say he remembers. Val’s thoughts come slow and his words a bit of a slurry. “There weren’t any pokemon out there, you know.” He pauses, glancing back at the trees, at the faint hint of sea just beyond the woods. “There’s just. Nothing was there.”

In the time it takes for Val to return to his senses, Volo presses the back of his hand to the smaller man’s forehead and frowns like a disappointed parent. “Valentine, you’re feeling feverish. You truly can’t remember what you were doing?”

Val couldn’t respond. He hated that he couldn’t. Arceus, why couldn’t he remember? Why did his brain feel like a vat of sludge? Nothing happened. Nothing happened.

…And Volo only called him by his full name when he was worried. Or trying to soften him up. He didn’t want Volo to worry about him. He still couldn’t help the notion making his blood sizzle a bit. And moreover, now, twisting his stomach. All these months later, and he still wanted an absolutely no-strings-attached relationship with the merchant.

Don’t feel bad for him. Like his dopey ass could compare to Volo’s own burning scars. Don’t feel Bad for him. It makes him sick. It makes the shame burn in his face redder than the 90 degree heatwave melting the evening beaches.

And clearly, Val wasn’t keeping watch of his own expressions, as he never did. Because Volo’s piercing gaze eased from one of concern to one of a gentle warmth, only ever reserved for him. Volo places a firm hand on the other’s back and eases him forward. “...How about we just turn in for the night?”

And Volo only ever talked like this when they wanted to coax Val into doing something. Even if it was just out of worry.

…Val couldn’t say he necessarily minded it, in all honesty. Good intentions or bad.

But Val had spent enough time with the merchant by this point. They weren’t completely unreadable anymore, and Val could tell when they weren’t being genuine. They were never Not genuine around him anymore. Not in a while, anyway.

There was a slight waver in Volo’s steady foundation as he kept an eye on the terrain ahead. But everytime he noticed the time-walker studying him, he’d turn back into the soft, chipper-toned salesman from before. And he’d try to keep Val’s mind busy with light-hearted bits of gossip he’d heard around Jubilife that week. Whether it was to distract Val from his own problems or from Volo himself, Val couldn’t be sure. Then again, Val wouldn’t put it past Volo to be a very skilled multitasker.

Val huffed to himself. Volo wanted to say something else. Val knew that. Volo knew that Val knew that. And eventually, Volo relented, trailing off from a story about Cyllene and a Dustox with an awkward silence and near audible swallow.

“...I do apologize if I’ve been pushy these past few weeks. I know the prospect of finishing our collection has made me a bit. Eager.” Volo tightens their jaw a moment, a slight dusting of red on their cheeks. “If you’d like, I can look for the rest of the plates on my own. Just have you accompany me. Like before.”

The crunch of gravel under Volo’s boots is suddenly more present than ever. They do not look Val in the eyes anymore. “The last thing I’d want is to make your time here weigh any heavier on your mind.”

Val glances at Volo, perplexed. He was used to Volo being a bit out there. Val couldn’t say he wasn't either, especially not around this region, but the rare moments Volo spoke out of tune, spoke so very morbidly genuine, it always struck Val. Those were lines he always locked away in his mind for safekeeping, just in case.

Volo notices Val’s raised brows and lips parted in an uneasy contemplation. He huffs from his nose, grin threatening to appear again. “That is to say, I don’t want you getting sick on my behalf! Not for my silly little indulgences, you know?”

Val turns away and fiddles with the torn insides of his coat pockets, rolling ripped fabric between fingers. He beats back the guilt swimming in his guts again. “It’s not your fault.” He pauses. “It’s not you. I think I’m just-”

“-Overwhelmed?” Volo tries to finish.

Val shakes his head. “I don’t about that. I just. Don’t feel like we’re any closer to figuring out what’s wrong with me. I just want to know what I did so I can fix it, you know. I don’t know what Arceus thinks I’m supposed to gain from being kept in the dark.”

Volo frowns, grim again, and again avoiding Val’s gaze like his life depended on it. He tilts the brim of his hat, and the dark of the evening obscures his eyes.

“...I can’t say I understand It’s ways either, my friend. Arceus’ decisions continue to remain… enigmatic. Perhaps that knowledge is simply not meant for us.” Their voice is so very at peace for someone always so very hungry for information, for understanding. “And yet, something tells me that I can still be proven false.”

Their lips curve up into a smile again. Their eyes are still hidden, but their smile. It’s another gentle one. For some reason, the fact that it’s so sweet and familiar chills Val’s heart just a hair.

Val mutters his friend’s name as a question, and receives a warm hand ruffling up his hair in response. Volo’s sweet smile turns into a wide grin, and they shake another finger. “We’ll get our answers soon, Valentine.”

#aka i listened to lcd soundsystem n new york i love you is such a val song it hurts #slight valvolo propaganda even #'but youre still the one pool where id happily drown' ow ow ow thinking about them #anyway once again yeah okay #so maybe i selfship a bit. a bit.#val jacred #volo #pla #pokemon #trainersona #oc x canon #SORRY IF THERES VERY LITTLE CONTEXT FOR THIS i have not spoken much abt val here on tumblr.com dshkfds feel free to ask things!!#if ur interested!!!#also sorry the tense jumps all over the place here. it will happen again.

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potatocupcakeval · 1 year

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alright guys, I've already voted scar, but who else should i vote? cleo or joe?

#val talks #mcytblr sexyman #im happy joe made it this far but i cant choose between them and cleo D:#so idk give me your best propaganda

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nora-nexus-34 · 2 years

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Five songs i’ve been obsessed with lately:

Tagged by: @succsessions ✨

Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this!