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knightsofrayx · 1 month ago
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Medieval Ahsoka update
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The skull helmet just felt like a better fit
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Plus a throwback to the old version (2022):
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haennsche · 1 year ago
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Happy (already late) birthday Pia!!!
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Who might have put that tiny hawthorn branch behind Gwyns ear, hm? I do wonder...
I might add a background to this some time but this week was just too busy ×_×
I just got home and it's still the 17th here in germany but i'm too late for you in australia, so this is a wish for a very happy belated birthday @not-poignant <33 You are so nice to your little community and you are spoiling us with your amazing writing, thank you so so much
<3
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chicago-geniza · 3 months ago
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Have mostly gotten over my fear of HVAC and household appliances re: combustion risk (at one point refused to turn the heat on in a polar vortex because I was terrified of a spontaneous conflagration) but the last bastion of this neurosis remains "I can't leave the house with the dryer running because if I leave it will catch fire"
Applying watched-pot-never-boils logic to, well, other heat-related reactions
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shikai-the-storyteller · 14 days ago
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Lying awake at night thinking about the fact that we never got to see Antoine's lore. I want to know more about him, and what the deal was between him / The Federation / Cucurucho.
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foreverwithoutyou · 2 years ago
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i am trying to decide if i want to take another pic to set as my profile pic for another 10 years bc i’ve been using my current one for like 10 years. and i kinda know what i want to do but u know the lighting and u know i’m lazy
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He tasted of the universe
Every human experience at once
Death, destruction, decay
Life, rebirth, growth
Most of all, he tasted of blood
He was the metallic taste in my mouth
I would have let him consume me
Tear me apart, limb from limb
He could tear my flesh apart
And I would worship at his feet
Pray to my God while covered in blood
Mine, his, there's no difference
Flesh to flesh, blood to blood, bone to bone
I would trade my soul for his kiss
Defy all that is holy for him to hold my hand
For him, I could do anything
I would forsake sleep and food
If it meant I got one more second with him
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kakusu-shipping · 2 years ago
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Lost Time
This was going to be a short comic but everything has to be hard to draw tonight apparently so y’all get another Self Insert fanfic, but this time it’s for Pokemon Scarlet
In which I’ve been missing for weeks
“Emile? Where are you?”
Penny’s voice came through with heavy static, the video of her on the other side of the Rotom phone just as broken up.
“The crater” Emile answered flatly, taking a glance to his floating phone as he removed his glasses to clean them.
“the WHAT-” Director Clavell’s voice broke in the background. Penny flinched at the noise, glancing back as the director pushed himself around his desk and swiped the phone, holding it entirely too close to his face, “Emile you get back to the Academy this INSTANT! The crater is strictly Off Limits!”
“Hi gramps..” Emile sat himself on a rock, calling Koridon to his side, “I’m just doing some training with Koridon, it’s not a big deal. I’ll be back before sundown, promise.”
“Absolutely not! You will call a Taxi right now and return to the Academy at ONCE.”
“Training?” Nemona stepped in, easily pushing Clavell out of the way to steal Penny’s Rotom phone for herself, “With Koridon??? No fair why didn’t you invite me your Best Friend Rivals for Life Pal??”
Emile chuckled, “Next time, Nemona. I needed one on one time with Koridon today.”
“There will be no next time-” Clavell reached for the phone, just for it to float over to Arven.
“Why the crater? Couldn’t you have just gone into the woods or up the mountain like a normal person?”
“No way this is special! The crater is Koridon’s territory now, I have to help him keep it safe! It’s just for a few hours a week, no big deal.”
“Majorly big deal!-”
“Wait, a couple hours...?” Penny slid in between Clavell and the phone one more time, tilting her head a bit, “Emile, how long do you think you’ve been in the crater?”
“Like an hour or so, right? I’m surprised you noticed I was gone so fast.”
Before the crew could say anything more, the feather’s on Koridon’s head raised as he stood on his hind legs, glaring at something off camera. A low growl coming from the Pokemon’s throat.
“Oh- Sorry guys I gotta go! I’ll see you all when I get back!”
With that, Penny’s phone screen went black and returned itself to her pocket. The room stood still for only a moment, before Penny put her fist to her forehead, staring at the carpet as she mutterer, “A couple hours...”
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“Alright Koridon! Good job!” Emile cheered, scratching the space behind Koridon’s eyes before planting a little kiss on his nose, “You’re such a good boy, Koridon, so strong and cool~” He cooed. Koridon chirped happily in response.
A loud, recognizable voice broke the moment.
“EMILE!!!!” Nemona came sliding down a slant of rock before sprinting to her fellow champion and scooping him into a hug.
“Nemona??” Emile gasped as Nemona plowed into him like a truck, only catching his breath again when she released him, “Wh-What are you doing here??”
“We’re here to bring you home, though honestly I personally would love to stay and train in here instead!”
“We????”
“Nemona, slow down, please” Penny gasped, running after Nemona after having carfulyl inched her way down the rocky slope. Behind them Arven was helping Director Clavell down as well.
“Penny? Arven?? And Gramps??” Emile’s voice squeaked, “Guys, I said I’d be back by Sundown, you didn’t have to come GET me.”
“It IS sundown.” Arven said when his feet finally hit flat ground, “It’s actually almost dark.”
Emile blinked and looked around at the bright, sunny day around him, “Uhm?? No??”
“Well not in here, but out there, it’s like past dinner time.” Penny added, pulling out her phone to show the clock, “See?”
Emile stared at the clock on Penny’s phone for a solid minute before looking up at the sky again, “Wha- Th-Then why-”
“Time works different in the crater..” Clavell spoke, adjusting his glasses as he approached, “The sun never sets, and time appears to pass much slower than on the surface.”
“So... your saying I’ve been in here all day?” Emile asked. The group shared a glance.
“Emile,” Penny pushed her glasses up, “You’ve... Been in here for almost two weeks already..”
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The taxi ride home was quiet. Emile stared out the window the entire time, holding Koridon’s pokeball securely in one hand, the other locked with his Grandfather’s, their fingers laced tightly together.
The next day he spent Training his main team with Nemona, and the day after that he spent traversing ruins in search of Gimmighoul with Arven, and the day after that he revisited all of Team Star’s bases, and the day after that his friends all gathered in his room to help him catch up with two weeks worth of missed school work, and time marched on as usual.
And then he went missing again.
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“Emile?” Penny was surprised the call was answered, though only as a call, not a face time like she attempted, “Where are you?”
She was met with silence.
“I’m not in the Director’s office, if you’re worried about getting in trouble with your Gramps again. It’s just me, Nemona, and Arven this time.”
Still nothing.
“Emile? Hey, it’s your Best Rival For Life. We haven’t battled in a whole month, man. I gotta make sure you’re not slipping.” Nemona chimed, bouncing on Penny’s bed.
Silence.
“Little buddy. Hey, uh, Mabostiff misses you, man. So just- Tell us where you are so he can see you again.” To emphasis Arven’s argument, Mabostiff woofed from his spot on the floor besides the older student.
. . .
“Emile...” Penny pulled her knees to her chest, “It’s been three weeks...”
“...Three weeks...?” Emile finally answered, his voice hoarse, only made worse by the static of an unstable call, “Really... It’s felt like only a few hours... two and a half at most..”
“You’re in the crater again?!” Arven stood, raising his voice and making Penny flinch. She silently motioned for him to calm down, which he didn’t do, but he did retake his spot on the floor.
“Yeah, sorry..” Emile admitted, “I wanted to see... How the time warp works.”
“How it.. works...?” Nemona asked, moving to sit on Penny’s desk to be closer to the phone.
“Yeah. Like, if I didn’t eat the entire time I was in the crater, would I starve faster? Would starvation only hit me when I left the crater? Or would it be like I just haven’t eaten in 3 hours?”
Arven made a move like he was going to yell again, but Mabostiff placed a paw on his thigh to stop him.
“You haven’t eaten anything for 3 weeks?” Penny asked, gripping her knees.
“Or drank anything. I’m a little thirsty, I guess 3 hours is a long time to go without some water. “ Emile coughed, “Don’t worry, I left all my Pokemon other than Koridon in the PC, so they’re all fine, and Koridon knows this place like the back of his paw now, so he can find himself food and water just fine.”
“So... You’re coming back now, right? Part of the experiment is seeing if leaving the crater makes time catch up with you, right?” Penny shifted.
Emile gave a hum, “I think.. I’ll give it a little while longer. Maybe 12 in-crater hours?”
���12 HOURS??” Now it was Nemona’s time to shout, “But every hour in there is like a full WEEK out here, you can’t be gone that long! We miss you!”
Emile laughed, “Sorry. This’ll be the last time I do this, promise. I’ll have a lot of school work when I get out, so I hope you three will be willing to catch me up when I do.”
“Emile, I don’t think-” Arven started to stand.
“-Ah, Sorry Arven. I gotta go. I’ll see you all in a few hours- uh Days? It won’t be long, I promise.”
“Emile-!” Penny’s voice cracked, and the screen went black.
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“I’m fine, Koridon,” Emile gently pushed the large lizard’s head away from himself, “Yes, I see the steam, and I told you I’m not going to drink anything for the next few hours.”
Koridon gave a whine and looked up to his trainer with his biggest, wettest puppy eyes. Emile quickly looked away.
“You’re not getting me this time. It’s for science, Koridon. I know what I’m doing.” The trainer insisted before turning his back and walking away from the running water.
Koridon followed Emile, glancing back at the stream one more time before galloping a bit to catch up with his trainer. He was worried, of course he was. Humans just seemed so fragile by default, and he could sense his was growing weaker. He wasn’t made for the crater like Koridon was. This flow of time isn’t safe for human minds.
Koridon hoped his human’s friends would come get him again.
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“Guys-” Emile held his hands up defensively as he found himself faced with his three best friends once again in the crater, “I promise I’m fine, and look, I’m learning so much watching the Paradox Pokemon in their natural habitat, I’m making hourly notes of how I feel, I’m keeping track of everything-” Emile pulled his spiral notebook from his bag, flipping through the pages scribbled with research notes.
Just as quickly as he had it out, Arven smacked it from his hand.
“Wha- H-Hey- Arven-” Emile’s words caught in his throat as the upper class man grabbed him by the upper arms. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he scowled down at the shorter student.
 He shouted, gripping tight enough to bruise, “We haven’t seen you in a MONTH, Emile. A MONTH. A whole MONTH of our time together is GONE because all you care about is this STUPID HOLE.” His voice was cracking, his hands trembling on his friend’s arms, “I don’t care what you’re discovering down here, what breakthroughs you have about the Pokemon down here, what new bonds you form with Koridon down here, I don’t CARE.” He sucked a breath through his teeth, his entire body shook. “I don’t... want to loose anymore family to this... stupid hole...”
Emile stared in shock for a moment. Arven hung his head, sobbing silently as he gripped so desperately onto Emile’s arms.
“I... I’m... sorry... Arven...” Emile muttered, hugging his friend, “Nemona... Penny... Y-You too.. I’m sorry, I-I didn’t..”
Nemona just laughed, and ruffled at Emile’s hair as she joined the hug, “Don’t sweat it too hard. We’ll make up for that lost month in now time.”
Penny, who didn’t like physical contact, especially group hugs, chose instead to give a light punch to Emile’s shoulder, “You know us, we’re a pretty clingy crew. Not even Director Clavell’s lectures about the Dangers of the Crater can keep us from you.”
Emile chuckled as he tangled his hand into Arven’s hair, resting the upper classman’s head on his shoulder, “Thanks... I don’t think I deserve that kind of devotion...”
“Then you’ll just have to earn it.” Nemona wrapped her arms around Emile’s waist, “Lets battle when we get back to school! I wanna see that special training with Koridon in full force!”
Hearing his name, Koridon excitedly lept from his resting spot under a tree and circled the four friends, chirping happily as he forced them even closer together by wrapping himself around them.
“Full force, you sure? He’s gotten pretty strong fighting Paradox Pokemon all this time.” Emile teased.
“For sure!! I want to see him go all out!!” Nemona split herself from the group, jogging in place, “Now I’m pumped!! Come on, let’s get out of this place before I challenge you to a battle right here and now!!”
Emile chuckled, gently shifting Arven to better stand. He looked awful, eyes already puffy, nose running, face scrunched up almost like a Maschiff. He was quiet the ugly crier.
Penny and Emile held back their laughter as he took Arven’s hand in his own and followed after Nemona, who was set on climbing up a rock slide wall rather than taking the long path up. Penny followed close behind, holding loosely to the back of Emile’s suspenders.
The taxi ride home was noisy. The cabin rocket as the four rough housed and laughed. They’d hardly noticed the rising sun out the cab windows, or how tired they were until they’d finally made it back to campus, and immediately all passed out in Emile’s dorm.
And time marched on.
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hinamie · 4 months ago
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mooninagust · 1 year ago
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me? deciding not to work over Christmas and thus canceling all my orders bc I might be losing my career or some shit or end up failing but I'm also fucking exhausted and if I have to think about doing anything over Christmas I'll cry and have a mental breakdown? Yeah
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jamiethebeeart · 10 months ago
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Lineart by @ovytia-art which was such a blast to color - I love the entire vibe of all of them hanging out together so much @green-with-envy-phandom-event
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 month ago
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Bonus 13: Beware the Grapes of Wrath.
[First] Prev <–-> Next
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#wen qing#wen ning#WWX's main weapon as the Yiling patriarch is considered to be 'Wen Ning' - which makes sense as far as the whole necromancer thing goes.#However...That *is* Wen Qing's beloved baby brother!#In her perspective WWX skipped town for a few days (or so) and took WN with him#only for them both to show up bloodied and in a state of disarray.#There's no way he told her he was going out to duel Jiang Cheng. For several reasons.#He doesn't want to involve her in his messes anymore than he already has.#It's less that she would try and stop him and more so that he honestly wouldn't even think to say something about it to her.#WQ and him aren't partners in this situation. He actually openly disregards her opinions several times.#Wei Wuxian's emotional distance from everyone around him is a big part of this arc.#Like all good tragedies...his biggest flaw is his hubris. He doesn't *need* anyone when he's so capable on his own.#He doesn't need to ask permission when obviously this is the only way forwards.#He has to do it all on his own! No one else needs to be involved!#And if you've been in the position of realizing you have a problem of toxic self-reliance - you know how harmful this mindset is.#It's why it's so satisfying to see WWX in his 'new' life start to let other's share his burdens.#I will die on the hill of 'love means carrying each other's weight. All a burden means is that I can give you support and you support me.'#YLLZ is less 'competent and sexy' and more 'depressed and can't see it'.#Another lovely nod to the main theme here is how he starts leaning more and more into the rumours about him.#Though we are also still confronted with how these rumours fail to actually live up to reality.#Rumour has it the Yiling Patriarch is undefeatable. What a shame if that rumour turned out to be untrue!
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foxflowershrine · 7 days ago
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hey, small psa:
fictives are just people. you wouldn't walk up to a person you saw on the news once while they're having dinner and say "holy shit guys it's Jimothy Cumwomble, great job on stopping that armed robbery, sorry your brother died in the process". that would be completely socially unacceptable - you'd be butting in on their life, overstepping not just their boundaries but basic social decency, and bringing up potentially traumatic life events. it's rude, infantilizing, and potentially directly harmful. so why would you do the same to a fictive just because you know, or think you know, their source?
and that's not to say "never bring up a fictive's source to them", plenty of fictives enjoy talking about their sources! but there's a little thing called tact. you can ask whether they're okay with talking about it, or join in on a conversation where they already are, even just a "hey if you don't mind could we chat about your source" would go a long way. but suddenly changing the topic to their source not just without warning but by singling them out as "weird" or "interesting" and saying things about their source that would never be appropriate to say to a singlet about their past is not cool.
TLDR, a fictive existing in a public space is not an excuse to single them out, put a spotlight on them, and bring up potentially traumatic parts of their history just because you think their source is neat. have a little common sense about timing and approach, or just let them exist in peace.
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deoidesign · 4 months ago
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Return date for my webcomic, Time and Time Again!
It's been set for a while but sometimes they change the date without warning, so I'll keep you updated if anything changes!
I'm extremely proud of the work I've been doing on it, I can't wait to share everything!
See you then!
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mackthecheesy · 3 months ago
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heres my take on "what if danny phantom met bruce wayne"
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xxplastic-cubexx · 3 months ago
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i cant stress how much joy i get from doodling magneto as A Dramatic Comic Book Villain i cannot even lie to you chat
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desultory-novice · 4 months ago
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[The Duality of Marx] Psst! Magolor, look out...!
Had a joyous time talking Marxolor with the wonderful @clown--bunny last night, who was tempting me to the side of bat-eared Marx...! XD
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