#( v; undecided )

[amyothername]

@chopperpirate: Understanding that today was a holiday celebrated by most humans, Chopper smiled wide. This was supposed to be in honor of showing love and affection, such things that Chopper was deprived of for almost his entire life. With that in mind, he rather naively assumed that most people were in holiday spirits similar to the way they would be for Christmas or birthdays. Approaching his hedgehog friend, the small reindeer held a gift-wrapped box of chocolates out toward her, his smile wide as his large, brown, baby-like eyes sparkled with excitement. "Happy Valentine's Day!" He cheered, hoping that his love-filled gift would be accepted. Hell, with the confidence and optimism he showed, it was almost like he already knew that she would accept it.

"Awe! For me?"

Pointing to herself, she smiled at the antlered fellow as he offered her a gift. Not really expecting to receive any chocolates from him but none the less appreciated his generosity. Gingerly, she took the wrapped box of chocolates from his hooves. She definitely would have to partake in these later on.

"Thank you so much, Chopper!" Amy wrapped her arms around him for a firm hug, holding him close to her as her tail wagged softly.

[speciesofhurt]

you and i know what happened .  or at least can guess

From @tcbefearless

*****

"But it's him." There was defeat in his voice. "When have we ever been able to guess what exactly goes on in his head?"

He glanced once at the door that stood ajar through which their mutual subject of concern had disappeared yet again. "Still, I suppose you understand him better than I do." Was that a tinge of hurt?

"What do you make of this?"

[vxctorx]

A hollowed gasp broke from Richard’s throat, jolting him awake. Traces… ghosts of his night terror continues to plague the front of his mind. “Vic,” he whimpered, turning to the other in bed. “Vic can ye’ hold me?” he shivered, his voice as fragile as glass.

@richardxoliverxmayhew

Even in the midst of stirring himself awake, his limbs move seemingly of their accord until they enswathe his beloved's tremulous form, as though they have grown used to their nightly arrangement. His kind touch finds the crown of Richard's head, fingers brushing the tangled locks of hair from his clammy forehead. Moments are counted away in the rise and fall of their chests, as he listens to the tempo of the other’s breaths slowly returning to the realm of normalcy. ❝—Bad dreams again?❞ His sleep-ridden voice seeps through the somnolent silence of their bedroom, patient and undemanding.

[abetterwor1d]

“That was stupid.” { From Lilith }

First Impressions sentence starters / accepting

ㅤ" Listen, I don't pretend that I am smart, Miss, but unfortunately I am quite limited in my choices at the moment, " Arthur responds, peeking over the boulder that was shielding them both. "  It was either we cut through here and risk a gunfight, or we take the longer path, and I am afraid I just don't have time for that. "

[doodlemxsings]

A mission seemingly success with the data Shockwave's puppet had collected, but at the cost of one arm, dangling with loose wiring that mimicked like puppet strings.

These skinny legs weren't made for walking-- rocky cliffs.

"𝙼𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍."

The medic wasn't entirely paying attention to his surroundings, more focused on the datapad he was reading, when the other mech announced they needed aid. Knockout jumped and whipped around, plating flared for a moment before he relaxed. "You're knocking centuries off of my life."

He set the datapad aside for now and motioned to an empty medical berth. "Have a seat then, I'll be with you in a moment."

[amyothername]

As they shook hands, Amy couldn't help but feel power from him. She couldn't pinpoint whether it was positive or negative but it she could feel it regardless.

"Ahahah, let's just say I've had my far share of, uh ... abnormal phenomenons. I am not sure anything would truly surprise me by now." She replied vaguely yet truthfully. Going where ever the world's hero went lead to some interesting adventures after all.

That and dabbling into the realm of the supernatural herself too.

"Oh! What am I doing here ... ?" Being so caught up with Dan's and the Fiend's whole ordeal, she momentarily forgot why she came out here. It came back to her quickly though.

"I remember! I came out here for some herb picking! Just some things you can't get in stores and this is the only place where the stuff I need grows here."

The offered hand was a bit of a surprise, it wasn't often that others usually wanted to do such a thing for the sake of his right arm, given its abnormal nature of what looked more like scale rather than the rest of him, accompanied with several jarring sharp edges running along the forearm and claws from the tips of fingers, an ominous purple glow radiating slightly from the cracks in its surfaces.

Yeah he didn't blame people for wanting to avoid it, so to make it a little easier though a little awkward, he'd raise his good left hand to meet her own, gently holding it and giving it a shake. "Amy? Well its a pleasure to meet you Amy."

"I must say, your taking it all relatively well, most usually call me crazy or freak out about such things. Its a pleasant relief. What brings you out here today Amy?"

[amyothername]

@chopperpirate:

Chopper's eyes narrowed as he stared at a small Chao, who stared back at him in return while eating a large nut. "What is this thing, Amy...?"

"Eh?" She looked at Chopper then at the Chao she promised a certain rabbit friend of hers that she would watch over this little one for a bit before putting it in the residential Chao Garden with the others as the Chao in question stared at the reindeer with a curious look as the ball above it's head shaped into a visible question mark.

Oh right ... she doesn't remember explaining the other species that live where she is from other than Mobians, Critters and Humans.

"This little fella'? This is a Chao! They're ... kinda like babies but folks like to keep them as pets."

[speciesofhurt]

"please, it is just a bump to the head, I'll be fine" / @tcbefearless from Amelia Holmes

*****

"There now, Amelia," his fingers gingerly felt the lump, trying to circumscribe its margins, "I'd have expected you to know better than to neglect a head injury." A mockingly stern look was given to the patient while he wrung a damp cloth over a small basin.

True, there wasn't much concern he felt about this. It didn't appear to be anything too nasty. And yet, all the basic precautions must be taken. Oh.. what would Holmes say?

"I hope you have a proper explanation for your father when he returns."

[vxctorx]

@richardxoliverxmayhew continued x

❝—I suggest you leave modesty to someone better suited.❞ His amiable tone is enhanced by the mirroring smile upon his lips, though his gaze remains alert as he regards the other.

❝—You're a strongly determined young man with a penchant for hard work, if your educational background is anything to go by. Combined with your highly impressionable and malleable mind, and your simplicity, they would love you in the barracks, or the parliament; you would only have to take your pick.❞ Although the words are brutal, they are spoken with his usually honeyed decorum, making it all the more difficult to discern his true intent. Sweet young Mayhew, believing himself to be cleverly subtle; Victor has known that he is on his trail for a while now, yet more than anything, he finds himself intrigued.

[arovalentines]

time to make your choice only you can be the one

[switchblade-serenade]

(delete later)

[gothsuguru]

okay i think i’m all done??? my brain is mush and my fingers are out of commission but i love you all thank you for creating such amazing stories & writing them <333

[pocketfulofgalaxies]

"Yeah, i'm not. I don't know why people have to create huge celebrations over the day of their birth. Maybe, once upon a time I enjoyed and looked forward to my birthday. However. Those days are gone now, and I just dread it."

@pocketfulofgalaxies

"I take it you're not a big fan of your own birthday huh..."

[luminescenc1e]

There was something quietly lethal in the way her eyes widened, catching the joke he’d made as though it were something more than idle wordplay. Endearing, yes—deliciously so. And yet, beneath it all, dangerous. She was a honeytrap, as lethal as she was beguiling, and Rupert, in a rare fit of conscience, found himself wanting to be… good. God help him, it was almost novel. Of course, Rupert knew that “good” was a concept as alien as moderation in his particular world. His life was composed of taking what he wanted, when he wanted it, and leaving the remnants to gather dust somewhere unimportant.

The others had drifted out, but he stayed. The murmur of voices from the next room blended into a distant hum, and the allure of this moment—just the two of them alone in the kitchen—became a fine distraction from the meeting he was surely meant to attend. Every fiber of sense he possessed insisted he walk away. But there he stood, resisting.

Rupert made his promise; he’d done remarkably well at it, too. He’d kept his hands (mostly) to himself, played his part with almost ridiculous restraint. He caught her eye, a glimmer of mischief flickering behind his own as he muttered, “You really shouldn’t believe anything I say.” It was both jest and plain truth, the sort of flippant confession he’d perfected over years of carefully calculated charm.

He took in the array of carefully assembled hors-d’oeuvres she’d put together. Exquisite. And so tempting—like her. “You’ve taken on too much again, haven’t you?” he murmured, watching her carefully, as though she were a particularly delightful puzzle. “You deserve a break. Perhaps I could take you out for a drive, let you see a bit more of the countryside. Or, better yet, you could escape to town, spend time with people closer to your own age.”

He moved closer, almost as if against his will, stopping at the counter and drawing himself up short. “I’d hate for all this—” he paused, gesturing with one hand, “to make you dreadfully bored.”

continued from here with @ve1ljumpers

[thatwasawkward-abiography]

Just in case this is enough to sway even just one person to vote:

- no powerful person ever got “told” or influenced by someone /not/ voting. They don’t know or care if you don’t vote. You just give your power to the oppressor.

- I am a queer woman who hopes to one day have children. If Trump is elected, and his abortion bans go into place, they will not differentiate between medically necessary prenatal procedures, miscarriages, and abortions. All will likely be criminalized to a degree that many women will die instead of receiving care, and if we survive, could face criminal charges and potentially lose the right to vote if they make it a felony.

- the climate crisis is here. It’s fucking 80 degrees in November for gods sake. If we don’t take it seriously, and Trump won’t, we can say goodbye to life as we know it. It’ll be extreme temperatures, severe drought, high intensity and devastating natural disasters. The world most vulnerable populations will be the ones to suffer the most.

- so many people all over the world do not get the opportunity to vote. They aren’t given that power by their countries, they are counting on us to sway global powers in the direction of progress. If you don’t vote, you’re giving up that power.

- there are apparently a lot of people in the USA who are fueled by bigotry and hatred. Do not just step back and give the country over to them. Step up and say, actually, we care about each other here. We are going to do everything we can to fight for policies that reflect that.

Elect Harris/Walz and then fight like hell to keep them accountable.

[emry-stars-art]

In my earlier design of Laila she was the shortest of the four main tsc characters but now the vibes have me indecisive again (and I can't remember if this was addressed in canon) so I'm curious:

(I'd be fine to hear if it is stated in canon but this poll is about YOUR OPINION, what did you imagine for Cat and Laila whether you have read tsc or not)