#Celadon Snow

[jbbartram-illu]

I was going to take a few more less rushed photos this afternoon (& get gold lustre on a few of my guys so they can go for their last firing asap!), but I threw my back out really badly shovelling snow & instead am now flat on the couch cursing the winter :(

On the bright side, I'm pretty happy with this whole batch & these are some sneaky peeks!! The bowls are a particular thrill, as I decided to experimentally toss coloured-yet-transparent celadon glazes over underglaze designs and OK WOW I LOVE THEM?? Especially the seal bowl - it looks antique/like it was maybe brought up from a shipwreck??

I can't wait to show these guys off more / will start prepping a shop update soon, so stay tuned!

[help-an-alter]

Hi first off this blog is awesome and I think this is such a cool idea. Secondly we just found out about a new subsystem of fragments and we need some help with their names and such.

It’s a Kpop/Idol group each one based on different colours of the rainbow. (Including light and dark of each colour) would it be okay to ask this all in the one ask or would you prefer separate asks for each? They’re still undecided on gender so any for names and pronouns would be fine.

Sorry if this is a lot.

Also could we claim 📼🌌 if possible?

Hi anon ! mod firefly here ,, you can totally claim that :3 thanks for giving the blog compliments !!! We'll separate it by the colours !

names ,,,

Red themed ,,

Rouge , Red , Scarlett / Scarlet , Poppy , Rory , Reed , Ruby , Flynn , Garnet , Jasper , Opal , Rhodonite , Carnelian , Flame , Fire / Fyre , Blaze / Blaise , Poppy

Orange themed ,,

Topaz , Opal , Amber / Ambre , Clementine , Coral , Saffron , Alani , Ginger , Blaine , Ember / Embre , Peaches , Nerenxa , Aurelia , Blaine , Azahaur , Cyrus , Garfield , Daisy

Yellow themed ,,

Helio / Helios , Sol , Apollo , Xanthe , Marigold , Citrine , Elio , Casper , Sunny / Sunney / Sunni / Sunnie , Flavia , Goldie , Gildie , Gilderoy , Sunday , Erica / Erika , Aura , Zahava , Ziva / Ziv , Apolline / Apollina , Eleanor , Dahlia / Dalia , Zinnia / Zinnie , Camille / Camylle / Camyle / Cam , Clara

Green themed ,,

Shiloh , ShamRock / ShamRoc / ShamRok , Laurel , Em / Emerald , Ivy , Midori , Myrthe , Meadow , Thyme , Spring , Celadon , Hunter / Huntre , Kelly / Kelli / Kelley , Ciara

Blue themed ,,

Emily , Azure , Seafoam , Blu , Marina , River / Rivre , Cyan , Sapphire , Indigo , Marlais , Carolina , Iris , Maya , Capri , Marian / Maryan , Yves , Sini

Purple themed ,,

Cecil / Cecilia / Cecyl / Cecylia / Cecylya , Violet , Prince / Prynce , Rain , King , Heath , Heather , Martin / Martyn , Dexter , Gefen / Gefyn , Gethen / Gethyn , Jacinto , Vincio , Vincius / Vincyus / Vyncius / Vyncyus , Jasper / Jaspre , Harold , Harry / Harri , Harriet / Harryet / Harriett / Harryett / Hariette / Harryette , Louis , George , Leroy , Roye / Roy , Rex / Rexx / Rexe / Rexxe , Rey / Ray / Reye / Raye / Reyes / Rayes , Indigo / Indygo , Indi / Indy , Indiana , Lavendar / Lavender , Vander / Vender , Evander / Evandyr / Evender / Evendyr , Perry / Perri , Periwinkle / Periwynkle , Mage / Mayge , Magenta / Magynta , Jack / Jac , Jacaranda , Pru , Prunella

Pink themed ,,

Rose , Roisin , Rosa , Rosalind / Rosalynd , Rosalina / Rosalyna , Rosalynne / Rosalynn / Rosalyn / Rosalinne / Rosalinn / Rosalin , Barbie / Barbye / Barbara , Ken , Adrienne / Adryenne , Penelope , Cordelia , Coral , Elle , Woody / Woodi / Woodey / Woodie , Priscilla / Priscylla / Pryscilla / Pryscylla , Cadillac / Cadyllac ,

Pronouns ,,,

Red themed ,,

red/reds , cer/ise , cer/cerise , crim/son , crim/crimson , scar/let , scar/scarlet , burg/burgundy , burg/undy , fi/fire , py/pyro ,

Orange themed ,,

or/ange , orange/oranges , sun/rise , sunrise/sunrises , mari/gold , mari/marigold , aura/auras

Yellow themed ,,

yell/ow , yell/yellow , yellow/yellows , sun/rise , sunrise/sunrises , mari/gold , mari/marigold , au/ra , aura/auras , sun/flower , sunflower/sunflowers , fi/fire , pyr/pyro , sun/suns , sun/shine , suns/sunshine , sunshine/sunshines , sun/sunshine , bri/bright

Green themed ,,

gree/green , green/greens , li/lime , sprout/sprouts , plant/planty , grow/grows , tree/trees , for/est , forest/forests

Blue themed ,,

blu/blue , blue/blues , teal/teals , cy/an , cy/cyans , rain/rainy , snow/snows , ice/ices , sky/blue , sky/skies ,

Purple themed ,,

ind/igo , indigo / indigos , pur/ple , purp/le , purple/purples , pur/purp , vio/let , vio/violet , violet/violets , lil/ac , li/lac , lila/lilac , lilac/lilacs , orch/orchid , orchid/orchids , lav/endar , lav/ender , lavendar/lavendars , lavender/lavenders

Pink themed ,,

pink/pinks , tul/ip , tulip/tulips , ro/rose , rose/roses , pea/peach , peach/peaches , sal/mon , sal/salmon , salmon/salmons , carn/ation , carnation/carnations

I hope these help all of them !! :3

[pokemoncenter]

On typing atavism

I wanted to go back to working as a veterinarian, and instead I am being consulted for something far outside my expertise.

I have spoken before about the three 'Great Mysteries' of Pokemon, and the readiness with which Pokemon mutate being one of them. Environmental pressures cause Pokemon to mutate massively, then stabilize quickly once they reach an environmental equilibrium. The mechanism by which this is done is unknown.

Unfortunately, I may have stumbled upon a small key that may help address this mystery.

Team Winter's recent attack on Unova is well-known. Temperatures dropped to extreme levels, ice and snow piled up quickly, and without courageous intervention, it would have remained that way.

What is relevant to this post is that, during the Team Winter freeze, a litter of domestic Vulpix were born. It was a small litter of only three kits. However, what is important is that of the three, one of them expressed the Ice-typing only found in Alolan Vulpixes. The owner knew the ancestry of the Vulpixes for a few generations, and knew that there was no known Alolan Vulpix in this Vulpix's family.

I feel I need not explain how this turns everything we seemingly know on its head. A Pokemon expressed a sudden mutation into a known variant of the Pokemon, despite lacking any known family of that variant. The Pokemon expressed this mutation due to environmental factors at its birth, not at its conception. However, only one of the three expressed this mutation.

The current theory is that Alolan Vulpixes would have expressed a dormant genetic code to change their typing to match that of a distant ancestor in a process called atavistic expression. This would also mean that any Vulpix theoretically has the potential to express said atavistic trait and become an Ice-type should the environmental conditions and pressures be present. This would go a great length to explaining regional formes, and perhaps even the method by which Pokemon seem able to so readily toggle their extreme mutations on and off.

As this Vulpix was brought to me in concern for its health, I did the responsible thing and contacted some scientists for their input. This proceeded to get sent further and further, and now a group from Celadon University wants to study this litter, and want me there to supervise as a veterinary expert.

I do not think I can refuse. I may end up at the lab in their sister university in Goldenrod, Johto to supervise the treatment of the kits. They seem to be looking for experts on Alolan Vulpix specifically as well.

I just wanted to go back to my veterinary work.

[gmmybrrs]

Ellie Williams x Reader - Late Night Patrol (oneshot)

Masterlist

Warnings = cussing

Proofread = yes/no

You quiver, pulling your jacket closer to your trembling body but it doesn't really help much. "Ellie, can we hurry up," you shudder out. You sigh and rub your arms frantically, thinking, "I'm going to freeze to death."

She grunts back, obviously not liking the unexpected snow storm all that much either, "I'm going as fast as I can, I swear," she pauses, "C'mere." She holds an arm out and gestures for you to come next to her.

Because of how cold you are, you cling to her side without a complaint. She curls her arm around you and pulls you close to her, allowing you to feel the warmth of her body through the many layers of clothing she is wearing. Your boots crunch in the deep snow, leaving behind tracks that are swiftly covered by fresh snow. The snow is obscuring the torches' light and neither of you can see more than a meter in front of you which makes you a little nervous since anything that may be able to see you, it not visible to you. You struggle to ignore the incessant need to lick your dry, chapped lips and the stinging of your frost-bitten cheeks. Your mind is struggling to think of anything other than that and visions of a warm beverage and bed as you half-yell to her, "We have to be close now, right?" over the raging wind.

She responds by rubbing your side in an effort to make you feel better, "It has to be close now, we didn't go very far. And when we get back, we can stay in bed under the covers for the next few days."

"I agree with that idea, it's too cold to be out patrolling," you sigh as you lean your head on her shoulder. A faint warm glow is need not far in front of you both through the flurry of snow, bringing you a sense of relief.

“Welcome home,” Ellie grins, patting your shoulder as you both walk into Jackson.

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“We made it,” you sigh gleefully as you toss your shoes across the room knowing you’ll complain because you can’t find them tomorrow and collapse onto the bed, exhausted.

“You might want to change into something more comfortable,” Ellie mumbles as she lets her bag down onto the floor. “And don’t you still have mascara on?”

“Too lazy to wipe it off can we just go to sleep,” you mumble into her pillow, the comforting smell of burning wood that lingers on Ellie present on it.

Ellie releases a dramatic sigh and rummages around in the bathroom. Her footsteps approach you and she gently tells you to roll over. “What are you doing?” You grumble as she begins wiping your face.

“Cleaning the makeup off your face, it’s not good to sleep with it on,” she replies, “close your eyes.” She rubs the soaked pads around your face until she deems it a job well done and sits in bed next to you.

“Make room for me,” she grins and you chuckle as you slide over, leaving enough room for her under the covers for her to slip underneath with you.

You kiss her cheek lightly and press your chest against hers, feeling her heart hammer against her chest and into yours. The warmth of her body seeps through her clothing and encompasses you.

A swirl of emotions flutters in your chest, the happiness you feel purely from being close to her overwhelming. You push your head further into the crook of her neck, shivering from her warm breath as it lightly brushes over the top of your head. Instinctually, she curls her arms around you loosely, trusting you enough to know you won't leave her.

The blankets are warm and light over the both of you and you feel he shuffle a bit so that she can look you in the eyes. You lift your head a little, you gaze meeting her celadon coloured eyes and a small smile twitches onto her face before her tongue darts out to lick her lips subconsciously.

Gingerly, you reach a hand up and brush the hair out of her face, letting you hand linger and brushing your thumb along her cheek. She seems to relax instantly, pushing her head into your hand and eyes glancing over your features.

Then she leans in closer.

Her lips meet yours, parting yours gently and sending hot sparks of electricity along your nerves. You kiss back, softly sucking on her bottom lip momentarily and your hands sliding up to rest along her jawline. You pull back and glance into her eyes again, the pale green is swirling with emotions and her face is dusted with pink.

She grins, hands moulding into your waist, and tugs you harshly to the side until you're on top of her. With a gasp or surprise, your hands shoot out, pressing into the soft mattress on either side of her. For a moment, you recollect your thoughts and with a soft giggle, you fall back onto her chest, relaxed and contempt.

Her hands trail along your back, drawing shapes into your skin and lulling you to sleep. "I love you," she whispers into your ear, hot breath fanning your ear and sending a shiver rattling down your spine. You hum and softly mumble an "I love you too," the thoughts slipping from your mind as you are pulled into a deep sleep.

(i aint gonna lie this sat in my drafts for months and i haven't posted so)

[symbiote-templates]

first npt pack yippee.. damn we haven't posted on here for a while. made for myself. minor spoilers for Rivulet's campaign but it won't mean anything unless you've played RW before

Rain World - Rivulet NPTs! [pt: Rain World - Rivulet NPTs! End pt.]

General Names: Wave, Tide, Stream, Skip/Skipper, Aqua, Azure, Cerulean, Coral, Sky/Skye, Bubble, Splash, Wanderlust, Kelp, Frill, Streamlet*, Dart, River, Tributary*, Bourn*, Blue, Rain/Reyn, Axolotl, Precipitation, Paralian, Chase, Curiosity, Runaway

Campaign-Related Names (to varying degrees): Aerie, Snow/Snowfall/Snowdrift, Celadon**, Karma, Ploink***, Flashflood/Flood, Jel/Jelly/Jellyfish, Mira, Heart, Precipice, Decay, Construct, Pearl, Echo, Bubbleweed, Haze

Pronouns: bubble/bubbles, rot/rots, paw/paws, adv/adventure, sub/submerged, cell/cells, fy/fish, blue/blues, snow/snows, ex/explore, shel/shelter, sea/seas, spla/splash, aqua/aquas, light/lights, voi/void, cy/cycle, wan/wander/wanderer, flash/flood, bitter/bitters, shelter/failure, struct/ture/structure

Titles: The Wandering Slugcat/Creature, The Paralian, [name/prn] The Restless, [name/prn]/Creature of the Water/Sea, The Aquatic Escapist, Friend of the Sea/Moon

* various synonyms/types of river

** the (unofficial) name of the pearl they start with

*** a type of movement tech they can do, more of a silly name

[meowblnk]

Marble Surface - (Alex Keller x OC)

- SMUT MDNI -

It's my first time posting a fanfiction, so any constructive opinions are welcomed :>

My OC, isn't really specified, she's a woman and everything else about her is for you to imagine 🤍

Word Count: 1.8K

!public sex!

Winter evenings have always been a favorite time of day for those two. Whenever they had the opportunity, they went for walks, accompanied by the sound of breaking snow under their boots. The ice flakes falling on their cold faces, didn't disturb them, while they were enjoying themselves.

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Their relationship lasted for over 3 years then, and at the same time, Alex stopped working in the army. During the time as a soldier, his priorities changed drastically. Perhaps because he met Lana, who almost immediately became the most important person in his life. In any case, now that he could finally fulfill his role as her fiancé, they decided to move in together. The couple spent months to find, check with their own eyes, and finally chose the apartment that would meet their expectations. 

It wasn't long before Alex arrived at Lana's parent's house, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her off the ground, with excitement in his eyes. After reaching the place, they saw a breathtaking view. The perfect apartment, exactly what they dreamed of and talked about for weeks. Without hesitation, they signed the contract and after a few days, the key was placed in their hands. They were both incredibly committed to the renovation and creating the perfect zone for the two of them, and maybe someone else in the future...

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On a winter afternoon, they went to a furniture store. Lana had a vision for most of the rooms, but she wanted to see some sample layouts for more ideas. Driving to the location, Alex placed his right hand on Lana's thigh and squeezed it lightly. The woman could never resist her partner's touch. She melted with the smallest acts, even though they had been together for quite a long time. Daydreaming about her man, Lana looked up at him and his heavenly smile. She didn't take her eyes off his face, even when he pointed out that he couldn't concentrate on the road when she looked at him like that.

"It's your fault. No one told you to look so good..." - she said. "Okay, okay, you're right. Well then, enjoy the view, sunshine." - he chuckled, still caressing her thigh. They parked and he immediately rushed out of the car. Of course, Alex had to open the door and help her with getting out. That's how he was raised; with respect and love. He intertwined their fingers together, and they slowly walked towards the store.

The couple wandered through various aisles, looking at living room sofas, tables, and basically just fooling around.

They arrived at the section with beds and sample bedrooms. One caught Alex's attention - dark green walls with wood accents. Furniture in the same shade, with a minimalist mirror in the corner of the room. Where everything was completed with green plants. The bed frame was black painted wood, and the celadon bedding perfectly emphasized the room's mood. When Alex was standing with his phone and taking photos of the room, Lana, without thinking, jumped on the bed and pulled the man with her in one move. They both fell onto the soft mattress. Alex laughed softly in surprise. The woman quickly climbed on top of him. Holding his hands, she placed them on her hips.

"Does this bedroom satisfied you?" - she asked, smiling down at him.

Alex grabbed her body firmly, pressing it against his. "I think so, honey."  Then he slowly sat down, adjusting her position on his lap. Their faces were millimeters apart. His facial hair gently tickled the skin of her neck as Alex placed a single kiss on it. Lana grabbed the back of his head and brought him closer, kissing his cheek. They both giggled, but then realized that the room they were in, was in explicit view. The sound of someone's footsteps could be heard from quite close away. Alex slowly took the woman off of him and stood up still holding her hand.

They moved on to look at the bathrooms, although they weren't particularly interested in this part, as they both had the perfect design already. They also visited the children rooms area, where Alex, despite joking and teasing Lana, actually thought about the far-near future where they would start a family together.

Finally, there were kitchens at almost the very end. The couple spent over 3 hours in the store and it was quite dark outside. Other people were probably already at the checkouts or the store buffet. Both of them were moving from one sample kitchen to another, looking at every cabinet, drawer, chair, etc.

After visiting a few rooms, Lana saw the perfect one. She thought, she would never leave this place. Everything was perfect, white wall tiles, gray cabinets, a sink that perfectly matched the rest, and an island with beautiful white chairs. But most importantly, Lana couldn't resist the marble countertop. The white color, mixed with a delicate ash gray, gave the effect of an iridescent surface. The woman, as if hypnotized, stared at it with significant concentration. Alex noticed that and, taking advantage of the situation, he silently approached her and while behind her, he grabbed her by the waist and pressed her against the counter. Surprised, Lana putted her hands on the previously mentioned surface, confused by the situation.

"Do you like this countertop?" - he whispered into her ear, placing his head on her shoulder.

"Umm, it's beautiful, we definitely have to own the same one..."  - she lowered her voice.

"Why don't we test it, to make sure it's comfortable enough when I fuck you against it?" - his words fell into her ear, bouncing around her mind. Lana felt the instant change of temper in his voice. She knew Alex wanted her. Although Lana was distressed, because they were in a public place.. Alex loved the adrenaline rush and when he was in the mood for intimacy, he didn't see a problem with anything or anyone..

"Alex, stop being silly.. people might catch us." - she mumbled, rubbing herself lightly against her man.

"You say one thing and do the other, honey... I'm not fooling around at all, I'm completely serious..." - he replied, then looked around the store.

His hand smartly went to her breasts, squeezing them gently. A quiet moan escaped her lips.

"There's no one here anymore, and we're at the very end.. Also, I think the cameras don't reach this far..." - he said.

"Alex, can't we wait until we get out of here?" - she asked, skeptical of the situation.

"No, I want you here and now." - he refused, slightly annoyed.

It wasn't hard to tell, that Lana also had naughty thoughts about Alex. After a quick reflection, she nodded, placing her hand on his.

"A quickie won't hurt anyone, huh?" - he whispered for the last time, lifting her skirt. With a gentle but confident movement, he slid her tights down to her knees and placed his cold fingers on the thin material of her panties. The woman shuddered under his touch. He calmly glided along the edge of her underwear, professionally sliding it down. Alex felt the wetness and slowly applied pressure to the deprived place with his fingertip.

"You could have told me earlier that you needed me..." - he murmured into her other ear, kissing her neck sloppily.

Lana moved her hips back intentionally, waiting for Alex, to pay more attention to her. Reading her moves carefully, he dragged her against him. Then, bucked her waist, and without warning, slid one finger right into her. Lana moaned softly, both in pleasure and surprise. His hand moved slowly in a sequence, in and out. Years of mutual experiments meant, he knew exactly where his fiancée's most sensitive area was. Curling his finger in, he hit the right spot. Lana gripped the countertop tighter, shifting some of her weight onto it, as well. Alex added another finger, sending a pleasurable breeze through her spine. His touch was precise and tenacious. Moving and circling the swollen bundle of nerves, he listened eagerly to Lana's increasingly desperate sounds.

Feeling the tension in her body and the expressive signs, he knew she was already on the verge of finishing. Alex expertly delivered a final deep thrust, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her whole body.

Despite achieving his goal, Alex didn't stop. Taking a step back, he bent her more down onto the marble countertop, she admired so much.

Still panting and trying to recover, Lana was immediately forced to move to the next stages.

"Spread your legs, I need better access." - without waiting, he knelt on both knees, positioning himself between her thighs.

Alex sank his mouth into her wet folds, swirling and rubbing his mustache against her delicate skin. His tongue danced and moved, building incredible pressure in Lana's body.

Lana's thoughts were long ago sent to the abyss, and white sparks of pleasure appeared.

Even though Alex was hiding under her, she could feel him smile. As he continued to mercilessly pleasure his woman. His tongue penetrated deeper and movements became more urgent and willful. Man's mouth searched for the most sensitive places, as his hands tightened around her legs.

Lana felt the intensity building within her. Her moans, although quiet, increased in volume and frequency. She tensed again, balancing on the rim of overwhelming satisfaction.

With one last, intense flick of Alex's tongue, he brought her to orgasm, flooding Lana's with a gush of bliss. His muffled grunts vibrated against her sensitive flesh. He licked every drop of her, savoring it. He continued to work with mouth and tongue, lengthening her pleasure. Wanting to draw out the last quivers of pleasure until Lana's body finally relaxed.

Alex pulled away and stood up, gently picking up her underwear and tights, and pulling them back. Lana's legs were shaking, she hadn't felt such physical effort for a long time. The man turned the woman to face him. His eyes shone with pride and admiration. With a characteristic smile of his, he used his hand to wipe his wet facial hair.

"Honey." - he began in a husky voice. "Your happiness is the most important to me, I am completely pleased to make you go through it."

Alex pulled Lane closer, his strong arms wrapped her in a hug.

She hit him lightly on the shoulder and, straightened her skirt.

"I swear.. Next time I'll go to the store alone... I've never been so scared..." - she said, slightly offended. "However, I can't deny it... I liked it very much..." -  she murmured more quietly this time.

"What are you saying? I can't hear you, crybaby." - he added, teasing with Lana.

"Write down this marble countertop in your notes, it's prepared for your stupid ideas."

[ammonitetheseaserpent]

Body language/behavior part 2!

OC edition :0

Weird Frog

Energetic, with behavior that kind of blurs the line between attacking and play. It’s very playful when confronting intruders and quite rough & tumble when playing.

It gets zoomies like. a lot

It’ll do PARKOUR. take running leaps onto things (or people)

Does the fox thing aka diving nosefirst into surfaces like snow (or Celadon’s couch)

Nudging, rubbing, playful nips, air snaps, gnawing - it uses its mouth and snoot a lot to interact with others

Likes to play with the Packleader by sprinting around it, making mock lunges and climbing over it.

The Packleader

More reserved and languid, acting more like a huge breed of dog - or a lion.

Sometimes it’ll just be. on others. Definitely has that big-dog-that-thinks-it’s-a-lap-dog thing going on.

Usually walks on all fours but shifts to hind legs when moving quicker, like a hadrosaur.

When it wants someone’s attention, it’ll growl softly or paw at the ground depending on how badly the attention is wanted/needed.

You can tell when it’s had its fill of interaction because it’ll just. lay down with its back to you.

Moves very quietly, which makes it an effective ambush attacker, and also meaning that if it’s interested in what you’re doing you can turn around and it’ll just. suddenly be there.

Programmed to be protective of its pack and those it considers allies; a common way this instinct manifests is through picking them up and carrying them away from a perceived threat. The habit is so ingrained that it’ll occasionally pick up its friends just. on impulse, to interact with them (or at least it’ll try, if you’re too big for it to get you off the ground).

Another way it conveys protectiveness is to step closer to a friend’s side and draw itself up to its full height, sending the message to a potential threat that if they mess with you, they mess with it.

Likes to play with Weird Frog by picking it up and gently tossing it away, for it to then scamper right back to be thrown again.

Cure PHX

Takes a good chunk of body language and behavior from DDs and Sentinels (ie. the head tilting, tail wagging and a good chunk of the wing positioning), but also does a lot of their own, pretty reptile-like things as well.

Will sometimes flatten themselves on the ground when nervous.

Can make a low, rumbling sound deep in their chest to convey contentment or comfort.

Likes to sunbathe, and will often loaf in one place for hours at a time, their head tucked away and their wings spread across the ground.

Likes to dance (insert Toothless meme here) and will sometimes tap dance in place to entertain themselves.

To assert themselves, they’ll bob their head and slowly raise their wings.

Since they can’t rely on speech to communicate, they’re very expressive in terms of nonverbal communication (also their beak makes a sharp, clear clack that’s very effective for using Morse code).

When approaching an injured bot, they shift into ‘let me help you’ mode: no sudden movements, wings and tail feathers folded, head lowered nonthreateningly and eyes locked onto the other’s visor in preparation to shoot off the painkilling signal.

[agirlattea]

Sincerely, a Rainbow of stories for you: 

Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 10

(Location: Exhibition at an Old Castle, Central Kingdom, Day Time)

Aslan: No actually… it’s the world she sees. 

Akira: ? 

Suddenly, I remembered Snow and White’s words. 

The world in the picture books actually exists, but it would be impossible for most to witness it. 

Akira: …I heard that even powerful wizards are seldom able to witness that mysterious world. Is Luka… really able to do so? 

Aslan: Yes, though it’d be hard for us to imagine such a thing…  As long as I can remember, that child has had the ability to see such sights. 

Although we cannot, she can certainly see the mysterious world that exists there. 

The flowing celadon colored clouds and the dark blue lake that sparkles among mysterious swaying grass and fragrant flowers…

Akira: … By any chance are there rainbow colored butterflies and fluffy animals running about? 

Aslan: There are. Everything Luka draws is real scenery she’s seen. 

Akira: How can you be sure? You aren’t able to see it yourself… 

Aslan: Haha, you’re right about that. At first, I’d believed that all wizards were like that. They are said to be mysterious beings who see things humans can’t. 

Luka was actually the first Wizard I’d met. She spoke so happily about invisible scenes painted in different colors than the ones I could see. 

I was always thrilled to hear her stories and see her pictures. 

Aslan’s gentle voice was tinged with sincerity. The way he spoke excitedly reminded me of a boy yearning for the unknown. 

Aslan: I wasn’t really surprised when I later discovered it was a rare talent. No… maybe deep down I already knew. 

That child is beloved by her mysterious world. The way she depicts it really makes it seem as though it exists alongside her. 

Despite the gleam in Aslan’s eyes, there was a slight gloom there as well. 

Aslan: However… though she’d been blessed with these abilities since she was born, it seems it was difficult for others to understand her. 

Her words were labeled lies and delusions and were shunned. It seems she was treated quite harshly… 

I imagined it as I heard his slightly hoarse voice. Certainly, you can't share what your eyes perceive and your skin feels with those around you. 

My heart ached as I remembered how she looked down, her heart closed, as if she was afraid of something. 

Akira: Um… what about her parents? Luca is still a child. As far as going home… 

Aslan: I don’t really know the details, but it doesn’t seem like she has any relatives. 

I came across her when I was visiting the eastern country to collect Art. I came across her on the side of the street and took her in. 

Back then, it did not seem that she was well. 

I think that I made the right choice back then, but in the end, I was the one who was lucky to meet her.

Akira: Eh? 

Aslan: I was the one who fell in love with her talent. 

I thought his eyes, containing no lies or hesitation, were like warm sunlight. 

Aslan: The only things she had with her were a thin stack of paper and a tattered wood pen.

Then suddenly, a breeze blew the bundle over and I was moved by the world I saw. 

It really was beautiful… full of mysterious charm I’d never seen before, it made my heart melt. 

At first, no matter how much I tried to tell her that, she wouldn’t accept it. It was as though her heart, which had endured solitude with no one believing her for such a long time, refused to believe in anyone else in turn. 

Aslan closed his eyes, as if overcome with nostalgia, and took a deep breath. 

Aslan: She is a calm and delicate child, just like the world she depicts. I want many people to learn about her and her world.

Akira: Your message will get across; I’m sure of it. 

When they see the world depicted in that picture book, they will surely be absorbed and fascinated.

I was, and I’m not the only one: everyone at the manor, from the children to long lived wizards, were impressed by the world Luca drew. 

Aslan: Oh… Thank you very much! 

I want many people at the exhibition to see her work, and for her to gain her confidence once more. 

That’s why… 

???: Aaaah! 

At that moment, I heard a loud noise and screams that followed it. 

Aslan: That was Luca’s voice-! 

Muttering that to himself, Aslan took off towards the source of the screams, and I followed.  

When we arrived at the picture book exhibition area, I saw Luca’s small back crouched in the center. 

Rutile was beside her, holding her shoulder gently, and Heathcliff was there too. 

Akira: Rutile, Heathcliff! What happened?

Looking around, I noticed a large picture book had fallen next to Luca. 

Something like ivy was growing from the open page and wiggling around.

Aslan: Luca, could it be, again… 

Luca: I-it’s different.

She whispered, shaking her head. Her confused expression made her seem very upset.

Heathcliff: Um… she didn’t do anything wrong. We were the ones who surprised her. 

Rutile: When I called out to her, she was surprised and dropped the book. Isn’t that right, Luca? 

Luca: … 

Suddenly, my vision sparkled like an optical illusion. It looked as though rainbow colored scales appeared out of nowhere and danced through the air surrounding Luca. 

Luca: … Roxy. 

Luca muttered, staring blankly at the empty space.  

Akira: (…Roxy?) 

Aslan spoke, while gently patting Luca’s back. 

Aslan: Luca, I’m not angry, let’s calm down a little. 

Everything is okay. Your exhibit will work out just fine. There is no need to feel anxious, because I am here with you. 

Your world will make everyone happy, I guarantee it. 

Luca looked down without saying a word, her mouth closed tightly. 

Aslan gently placed his large palm on Luca’s head and lowered his eyebrows, as if he was scared. 

Aslan: I think she’s a little tired, as her new work is nearing completion. It’s her first time having the opportunity to exhibit her works and I think she’s been nervous for a while. 

Aslan glanced at the Ivy growing out of the fallen picture book and let out a breath. 

Luca’s thin silver hair swayed as she snuggled close to Asan, but neither of them said a thing. 

Heathcliff: …We wizards use our hearts to create magic. That’s why, when our hearts are not calm,our magic power is not stable and we cannot control our magic properly. 

Luca: Magic with… your heart…? 

Heathcliff: Yes, I also sometimes feel uneasy and find it difficult to use magic… 

Heathcliff smiled slightly, like a soft breeze, and continued speaking. 

There was an irresistible gentleness in his voice. 

Akira: … I understand. My heart, too, gets stiff when I am nervous, and then I only become more anxious when I realize I can’t move as I want… 

This is true for me, even as a human, so it must be even more difficult for those of you who use magic with your hearts. 

Come to think of it, when I first came to this world, and I still couldn’t tell left from right, I was nervous. 

What calmed me down was that blonde person. 

Heathcliff: It was… me? 

Akira: Yes, when I first woke up at the Manor and we made breakfast together. At that time, he gave me sugar and I felt my heart relax. 

Heathcliff: Ah… that’s right. 

How nostalgic, I’m a little embarrassed, but I’m glad to hear you say that, Master Sage. 

Luca: …Sugar? 

What fell from Luca’s pale pink sips was anticipation as sweet as powdered sugar. 

Still clutching the fabric of Aslan’s suit, her big eyes looked towards me.  

Rutile: Luca, put out your palm. 

As if invited by Rutile’s soft smile, Luca stretched out a small palm, resembling a maple leaf. 

When Rutile’s fingertips lightly grazed Luca’s palm, star shaped sugar appeared. 

Luca: …! 

Amazing: it appeared from nothing! Is this… magic?

Rutile: Yes. Wizards cannot create something from nothing, but we can create sugar from magic. 

Luca, if you eat this, you will feel better and your heart will calm down. You look a little pale right now, but if you eat this I’m sure you’ll feel better. 

Luca: This is sugar… 

Shino: You’re a Wizard and you didn’t even know that? 

I turned, hearing a familiar voice. Without my noticing, Shino was standing next to me. 

Arthur, Mithra, and Murr were also there. They all probably came when they heard the commotion. 

Luca: …It’s small, like a star. I should eat this? 

Rutile: Please, go ahead! 

Akira: It’s sweet and very delicious. 

Luca: … 

Confusion and curiosity swirled in her big eyes that stared down at the sugar. 

At that moment, a long arm suddenly stretched out and snatched the sugar from Luca’s palm. 

Akira and Rutile and Heathcliff: ?!

Mithra: *crunching noises* *

Akira: M-Mithra…! 

Translator’s note: 

*The sound Mithra makes is バリボリ (baribori) it is an onomatopoeic word denoting the eating or chewing of something hard. 

Back to event Masterlist

[iamapoopmuffin]

Pokemon Gyms and whether my wheelchair user player character would be able to navigate them

Pewter City: Straight line on some cobblestones. Compared to the rest of this bullshit, this is luxury. Brock needs to come down off his staircase throne at the end of the corridor though.

Cerulean City: Yes. Mans can just scoot scoot around the edge of the pool. Misty has to come down to meet him though, she’s also on a staircase throne.

Vermilion City: Once he gets past the initial ‘what the fuck’ of the thunder barrier, as long as the bins are spaced out enough he’s fine. Doesn’t appreciate rummaging through trash though. At least mans isn’t on a staircase throne this time.

Celadon City: Depends entirely on how much tree is actually left after using cut.

Fuchsia City: He can make it through, but after about the third time of bumping into an invisible wall he’ll be real sick of this shit.

Saffron City: Runs entirely on little teleporters. Gucci.

Cinnabar Island: I never got to Blaine in LeafGreen but it looks like a straight shot.

Seafoam Island: Wouldn’t even be able to enter the gym in the first place. Can’t climb ladders.

Viridian City: Would probably develop motion sickness from all the spinning but I think he can navigate this one.

Violet City: I wouldn’t feel confident navigating the sharp turns 50 feet in the air walking, never mind trying to manoeuvre a chair through them. He can do it, but he won’t be at all comfortable.

Azalea Town: Stairs right at the entrance. Motherfucker.

Goldenrod City: Hard nope. Multiple steep staircases. Fuck you, Whitney

Ecruteak City: Morty, I love you, but the narrow walkway entirely in darkness over the void to hell isn’t exactly able bodied person friendly, never mind this-

Cianwood City: Another hard nope, those stairs look homophobic

Olivine City: Another straight walkway with an elevated leader. She’s definitely nice enough to meet him halfway too.

Mahogany Town: Ice gyms as a whole are bad. Not sure how well the chair will do on the ice (do you want to slip and skate or have traction?) and in Vernon’s case he is paralysed from the waist down so his lower body isn’t great at the whole temperature regulation thing. He’s definitely learning about winter’s harshness, thank you. Compared to the other ice gyms this one is pretty chill though.

Blackthorn City: The warning of unstable footing at the start is worrying, but the puzzle itself can be done.

Rustboro City: It’s all ramps until you get to the almighty stair throne, so okay. Also he’s absolutely stopping to look at the little museum.

Dewford Town: Give him enough room between all the exercise shit and we’re gucci

Mauville City: More of these random electric death walls? Eh whatever, the floor’s level at least. ... NEVER MIND I FOUND MORE STAIRS

Lavaridge Town: What the fuck. Fuck you.

Petalburg City: Doesn’t seem to pose any problem, yay!

Fortree City: I don’t think he’s getting in, dear.

Mossdeep City: Y’know what? All this floating around is pretty cool, actually

Sootopolis City: WALLACE YOU MOTHERFUCKER WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS

Oreburgh City: Ah yes. Vernon’s actual home region serving him an immediate slap in the face with steep ass stone stairs. Wonderful.

Eterna City: Ahh, so peaceful, so chill, such a vibe. Maybe there is hope after all.

Veilstone City: Goodbye hope, hello whatever the fuck I have to push and a lot of stairs before you even enter the gym itself-

Pastoria City: Besides this being the weirdest fucking swimming pool I’ve ever seen, it’s another fuck you to wheelchair users. Though Vernon can swim, so if there’s a clear path from the entrance to the leader via the water he can make it, he’s just going to have to fight the battle soaking wet, in a swimsuit and on the floor.

Hearthome City: As long as you can do maths, you’re alright.

Canalave City: He can navigate it but those super speed lifts are giving him motion sickness for sure.

Snowpoint City: He’s dead now. He fell down the stairs right into the massive piles of snow and suffocated.

Sunyshore City: It’s another hard nope, and I had high hopes when I saw the catwalks-

Striaton City: No problem no worries, Hakuna Matata.

Nacrene City: As long as someone can get the books down for him he’s good.

Castelia City: Pushing through the gooey shit will be annoying but it is possible as long as it doesn’t gunk up the wheels too bad.

Nimbasa City: It’s possible, but only if someone brings his wheelchair round to where he’s getting off the rollercoaster, or the chair can go on the coaster.

Driftveil City: Lifts and scaffolding? Okay. Random staircase right at the very bottom? Not okay.

Mistralton City: The cannons themselves are fully disability friendly. The stairs are not. So close.

Icirrus City: I’m giving this one a no. Even without the stairs, that jump, the fuck? We’re not all stunt ready actors, sir.

Opelucid City: The path is narrow and winding, but it has cool trick ramps and that’s a win in Vernon’s book! But also there’s stairs so 0/10

Aspertia City: Straight shot with a stair throne. Cheren you patronising cunt, get your ass down here.

Virbank City: Stairs right at the beginning. They’ll never hear him scream.

Humilau City: Getting on and off the lilypads looks like a pain, it might be easier to swim it again. Also it looks like you need a lot of momentum to move those pads.

Santalune City: He’s fucking dead again.

Cyllage City: Grant what the French fried fuck is this?

Shalour City: Yeah no this is impossible. Sorry, buddy.

Coumarine City: WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS. I can't fucking do this shit with fully functional legs.

Lumiose City: Finally one we can fucking do. Thank you, puntable looking children.

Laverre City: The warp panels are annoying but mountable.

Anistar City: Trippy as fuck and totally doable!

Snowbelle City: Fuck this disco fuckery.

Turffield: Ignoring the stairs in and out (rage), we can handle herding some Wooloo. Git along lil tumbleweeds!

Hulbury: So anyway I don’t like Nessa-

Motostoke: So again ignoring the stairs in it’s totally doable-

Stow-On-Side: Can transfer in and out of the spinny cups, but someone has to bring the chair down while he does it.

Circhester: Fuck you and your pitfalls.

Ballonlea: OLD LADY HAS RAMPS YAY

Spikemuth: What a nice wheelchair friendly street!

Hammerlocke: I forget if you can actually get in the room, but hey it’s just double battles, sweet.

Cortondo: The olive roll is possible.

Artazon: May depend entirely on where the Sunflora choose to hide. The gym itself is elevated up some stairs though so...

Levincia: All you have to do is sit there and look at some cameras and look pretty for the fans.

Cascarrafa: The trek through the desert to get Kofu’s wallet back to him ain’t gonna go well, but this is supposedly not the usual pre battle challenge so ehh.

Medali: The stage at the treasure eatery is a whore but everything else is fine.

Montenevera: Once again, access to the stage and the gym itself are whores. He’s gonna pet all the ghost dogs though.

Alfornada: You just gotta make faces for this one, right? Surely any other exercises Dendra and Tulip give you should be able to be adapted for the disabled anyway.

Glaseado: Uhhh the snow slope run is done on the back of a Pokemon as far as I remember so it should be fine.

[sleepyowlwrites]

Sleepy's list of friends' nicknames:

Ghosty - @/zmlorenz

Maybe Sorcery - @/akindofmagictoo

Ember - @/ashen-crest

Rosechild - @/lothloriien

Magic Storm - @/enchanted-lightning-aes

Lilac - @/chayscribbles

Baby Dragon - @/mel-writes-with-her-dragons

Stars Books - @/vellichor-virgo

Cozy - @/ink-fireplace-coffee

Jo but not from little women - @/josephinegerardywriter

Serenade - @/souliloquyyy

Stardust - @/stardustspiral

Breezy - @/blind-the-winds

Timespace - @/artdecosupernova-writing

Lovely - @/iparisaltanwing

Honeydew - @/writing-with-melon

Glowstick - @/ellatholmes

Philosopher - @/livvywrites

Loquacious - @/woodhousejay

Klove - @/klywrites

Lila - @/blossom-hwa

Garden - @/writingamongther0ses

Meriachild - @/artbyeloquent

Cloverchild - @/mary-is-writing

Redwoodchild - @/talesfromgringolandia

Naiad - @/pens-swords-stuff

Sunflower @/lanawritesalittle

Moonink - @/drippingmoon

Moment - @/lunarmoment

Earlybird - @/sleepy-night-child

Rarity - @/uraniumwriting

Amarantine - @/mecharose

Idea - @/oh-no-another-idea

Clocks - @/jaxwrites

Peppermint - @/pepperdee

Finch - @/the-finch-adress

Bard - @/dragon-swords-prophecies

Voiceover - @/deciphered-narrator

Redwing - @/red-the-dragon-writes

Pengwen - @/gwens-fiction

Sounding - @/diphthongsfordays

Magesmith - @/magic-is-something-we-create

Valance - @/faelanvance

Dragonheart - @/my-husband-sasemi

Firefly - @/dustylovelyrun

Seabird - @/encrucijada

Ocelot - @/ambiguouspuzuma

Myth - @/talesfromaurea

Tea Leaf - @/afoolandathief

Welcome - @/nikkywrites

First Snow - @/january-thoughts

Roseleaf - @/stupid-elf

Sunlight - @/zonnemaagd

Bender - @/writing-is-a-martial-art

Truly - @/did-i-do-this-write

Ending - @/apocalypsewriters

Ribbon - @/zoya-writes

Caramel - @/emelkae

Sweet Luna - @/darlingsmoon

Aster - @/wild-selenite-caffine

Ursa Danger - @/thepixelelf

Tangerine - @/the-orangeauthor

Feathercap - @/bloodlessheirbyjacques

Detective - @/author-a-holmes

Gentleflame - @/carefulpyro

Zenith - @/on-noon

Minuit - @/midnights-melodiverse

Hunter - @/asher-orion-writes

Mouse - @/rodentwrites

Remembrance - @/Memento-morri-writes

Chiro - @/crypticcodexcreations

Inksap - @/pinespittinink

Lavender - @/caspia-writes

Claymark - @/muddshadow

Kyanite - @/blue-kyber

Bright - @/justwriteyoudummy

Voidlight - @/another-white-hole

Celadon - @/abalonetea

Lucent - @/incadescent-creativity

Peachleaf - @/willowcassette

Adorus - @/thegreatobsesso

Dryad - @/writerfae

Inkspell - @/my-cursed-prince

Phantasm - @/circa-specturgia

Unicorn - @/sargeantnarwhalwrites

Frost - @/winterandwords

Sage - @/autumnalwalker

Hummingbird - @/khufiya-khaufnak-antariksh

Starsong - @/moondust-bard

Radio - @/vsnotresponding

Clarity - @/forthesanityofstorytellers

Journey - @/odysseywritings

Pickle - @/sarahlizziewrites

Sapling - @/void-botanist

Coffeebean - @/strangerays

Comfort - @/dogmomwrites

Purple Soul - @/antihell

Paperbirch - @/nopoodles

Nevertwice - @/dontjudgemeimawriter

Trouble - @/helathorloki

Honeysuckle - @/aninkwellofnectar

Pointy Hat - @/thetruearchmagos

Verdance - @/sam-glade

Rubiks - @/squarebracket-trick

Zima - @/jay-avian

Plucky - @/pluttskutt

Parchment - @/lux-scriptum

Mountain - @/vermontwrites

Explorer - @/toboldlywrite

Portal - @/traveler-of-realms

Raenellie - @/ellierenae

Mathemagical - @/harmonictornadosiren

Satchel - @/theliteraryluggage

Storybug - @/bardicbeetle

Magnolia - @/acertainmoshke

Tapestry - @/chauceryfairytales

Cosmos - @/space-writes

Some people and their nicknames just live in my head.

[wuxiaphoenix]

If You Give a Mage a Magnifier....

Magnifying lenses - even reading glasses! - are older than a lot of people think. It is perfectly plausible for a character in the 1600s to have a magnifying glass. Depending on circumstances, even a simple microscope can be possible.

So I was poking the thought of Chae with a magnifying glass. What would catch her interest? I mean, besides everything.

Weapons, of course, would be a priority. The hamon line of various swords would be fascinating; it’s beautiful and visually indicates where the types of steel in a blade changes. Comparing the differences between swords of Ilbon, Daehan, and the Middle Kingdom would be especially intriguing; Chinese swords often don’t use clay tempering, while Japanese and Korean do.

Weapons wear would also be something to note. What does serious damage look like before it breaks?

Gunpowder. How finely should it be ground? What’s the best method to corn it so it’s most effective?

Active arrays. Talismans; before, during, and after activation. Many arrays shed energy into the environment. Finding the “leaks” on a smaller scale might let you optimize how they work - and minimal use of energy is of great interest to anyone who may have to fire off several arrays back to back. 

A second area of interest would be crafted and natural things in the general environment. Patterns in celadon glaze. Silk; fibers, threads, woven and embroidered. Sugar animals. Glass; what does it look like whole, fractured, mended?

Dried herbs and fresh; knowing the difference may be critical when you’re coming on a monster attack with no conscious survivors. If you see how people tried to treat curses or ward off a monster, you might know what they were up against - and why it didn’t work. Along that same line - water from different sources; seawater, marsh water, as many different rivers and streams as possible. Paper and ink, also of many different sources. Chae has fallen afoul of court politics before and has a vested interest in unraveling who might be framing whom. Blood, fresh and otherwise.

And then there would be things to look at directly related to monster-hunting. Such as bits of a fractured yogoe (monster) core. Teeth; vampire, kitsune, gumiho, so many others....

Yuki-onna ice and snowflakes. Are they different from natural snow and ice? Do they melt differently? Can you use that to trace their presence?

Fur and scales from different creatures, the better to find traces of them in crime scenes or eliminate them as possible culprits.

Seafolk gills. (Very carefully!) Though Chae might be far from the first to make such observations. If seafolk have gills then they have to worry about gill parasites like every other water-breather. I’d bet there are already exam protocols and medical treatments! Along that line - allergic reactions of cultivators would be something to take a closer look at as well. Including the tiny little living things cultivators use to make lifesaving Jade Wasps....

Anyway. A few stray thoughts. ;)

[enteringdullsville]

Forrest Macha, the Forest Green Drewman

Be Crafty

Rank: B+ (Season Two Major Character)

Character Bases

Keeper of Harmony

Wannabe Disney Prince Forrest is a youthful soul. While he towers over most of the cast, his chirpy nature, altruistic spirit, big sparkly eyes, a tendency break into song means basically everyone in ICT tends to fawn over him. Even their harsher members at worst tend to write him off as just a harmless dip.

…And that’s what he’s counting on.

Fun Facts

Forrest’s surname is a corruption of matcha.

Forrest (forest green) is one of several characters to change colors and names on development, starting off as Don (celadon).

Forrest’s initial concept was a small boy who mostly hung out in the woods and talked to animals. The idea was retooled into Cedric (citron).

Forrest’s exact hairdo wasn’t finalized until relatively late in development.

Forrest continues the theme of Green type Drewmans (Chloe, Clarence, Lyman and from his season, Monty and Olive) having an eye motif.

Forrest’s final characterization is a play on how the name “Snow White” is formatted.

Forrest’s been through a lot in the past. It’s why he’s so positive all the time. And, much more to the point, it’s why he’s so cunning.

Forrest keeps birds, bugs, and a grown alligator in his massive, tree-like afro.

[silentchamp]

Flashback + venusaur

He stands outside the pokemon center. It's snowing, hands shoved into his pockets. It wasn't abnormal for him to be outside without a jacket, though his lack of care was more about his hurriedness than his distaste for winter wear.

A car passes by.

Then, another.

It was late, though that didn't stop the hustle and bustle of those doing their holiday shopping in Celadon. Shops filled with holiday lights and festive trinkets. Silph released a set of holiday-themed pokeballs this year, they're sitting in the window, down at their store on the corner. A pair of young girls walk behind him, gossiping amongst themselves about the latest drama in whatever magazine they'd been reading. An elderly man stands patiently at his stand across the street, aroma of hot chocolate wafting from his business into the frigid night air. The cars keep comin'.

It seems that everybody was moving, and in that moment, Red was alone. Frozen, like a statue of sorts, not made of ice or stone but of flesh and blood. He's in a t-shirt, some old jeans and snow boots. His hat, like usual, hides his eyes.

For once, they aren't hiding a hardened look. They're pink, swollen, the sticky stain of tears attached to olive skin.

He'd been crying.

His heart halts in his chest, hearing becoming absent as Joy sits crouched in front of Red, a means to not look down on him and be on the same level. She'd always extended that kindness, Red knew that from both experience and distance.

And yet,

What she said wasn't real. It couldn't have been. None of this was.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart." She murmurs. Red can feel a wetness begin to cloud his vision, warm and blurry. Teeth clench as the nurse opens her mouth again, and Red's head hangs low as fingers catch the streams of water erupting from his eyes. Tears. "She couldn't hold on anymore."

Suddenly, the dim, relaxing lights inside the hospital grow a little brighter, it makes Red's eyes hurt.

He wants to scream at her. She was wrong. Yeah, right, she was old, but not on her deathbed! It wasn't possible...it just...wasn't...

She adjusts the stethoscope around her neck, tone trembling as she witnesses Red shake in place, hunched over and sobbing.

The nurse is trying to be as professional as possible, and yet it's clear it's getting to her, too.

"I can take you to see her." Joy offers. "...If you need to say goodbye."

The imagery of Venus is still fresh in his mind. Laying there on the examination table. The giant frog laid as though she were napping, eyes shut peacefully. Were it not for the lack of snoring and the deathly paleness pervading her skin, Red would have just thought she had been dreaming peacefully.

It's what she deserved.

The subtle laughter of those enjoying themselves captures his hearing, and it makes him grind both sets of teeth together. They didn't know, how could they? It wasn't their fault, nobody knew.

Maybe it was better that way.

Reddened eyes look around, head tilting left-to-right as to merely observe. One hand palms for the empty pokeball attached to his belt, two hands stroking over it solemnly. He'd continue to keep that hand latched to the capsule, though never pulling it from it's respective spot on his waist.

That night, Red would turn on his heel...

...and walk home.

[pokemon-researcher-alexander]

☕ : Does your muse prefer coffee or tea?

☃  : What is your muse’s favorite season? What about their least favorite season, if they have one?

☆ : Of the sun, stars, and the moon, which is your muse’s favorite?

- @koffing-time

☕ : Does your muse prefer coffee or tea?

Oh, tea most certainly. I may have been born in Unova, but I moved before I got started on caffeinated beverages, and never developed a taste for coffee. And, while I'll admit that my viewpoint is a bit one-sided, it seems to me that there's more inherent variety in tea, while that that there is in coffee seems to be in how the individual drink is prepared.

☃  : What is your muse’s favorite season? What about their least favorite season, if they have one?

The chill of winter brings aches and pains, but at least they're constant. A summer storm sends them every which way. I also enjoy how muted everything is under a blanket of snow, and wish Celadon got more (though I'm not sure I'd like to go back to 13-15m a year).

☆ : Of the sun, stars, and the moon, which is your muse’s favorite?

Snow blindness is a serious concern back home, and reaching back to my time in southwest Unova, so was heatstroke, so sun's out. The stars have a beauty of their own, but rarely provide the light to see by, particularly under tree cover. I suppose the moon, then; gentle illumination with an ethereal cast.

[robo-knight-2]

Pokémon Trainer OC (Kanto)

OK so I have seen some folks, both on here and on other platforms as well, make some really cool original characters and I wanted to make one for the pokemon region of Kanto.

Also a Quick note before we go into this character, when it comes to this character's team I am going to strictly stay with pokemon that are A) catchable in a Kanto game, so for an example I could catch an arcanine if I wanted to since it is in a kanto pokemon but I couldn't catch say an Oshawatt since it isn't in one of the Kanto game. I am also going to, through technicality, allow Meltan and Melmetal as possible team members since the player character in the let's go games. B) I am also allowing my character to use an evolution or pre evolution of a pre-existing kanto pokemon, so think of Pichu, Electivire, and Annihilape as three examples, though they are not introduced in a Kanto game, they are apart of the same evolutionary lines of pokemon in kanto games. C ) finally I am allowing Regional Variants, since in the Let's Go games for an example you are able to trade say a kantonian ratata for an alolan ratata.

Also, though not technically about the pokemon I am going to use the Gen 9 battle mechanics since (to steal the words of MandJTV) it is going to be difficult to look at a non gen 1 Pokémon's moveset in a gen 1 game since they were not in a gen 1 game, so due to that I am assuming gen 9 battle mechanics. Also though yes there is mega evolution in the Let's Go Kanto Games I am not including it

Now onto the actual Character

The name of the character is gonna be Alexander "Alex" Belmont, and they are a 5'7", 200 pound 23 year old male who goes by He/They pronouns and who's main job is a Courier who rides around on a motorcycle. they have brown hair that's usually up in a bun and a brown beard, emerald green eyes, a somewhat muscular build due to all the packages they carry around, and have a sort of warm peach skin tone to them. their general outfit is that of a black tee-shirt with a graphic of his starter, along side a Mahogany Duster Jacker, Green Cargo Pants, and a pair of Black Boots.

The Above Picture was made using Hero Forge and is what I generally see Alexander as looking like in terms of appearance

As for their team it is as followed

Vines the Venasuar - This is the first pokemon that Alexander ever had on his team. Alex got them from Professor Oak so that they could go do the Gym challenge. additionally Vines has the Timid Nature, the Overgrow Ability, and the moves Leaf Storms, Sludge Bomb, Earth Power, and Synthesis. it also holds the Heavy-Duty Boots item.

El Trueno the Electivire - Given to Alexander from a friend who had an extra Elekid egg, Alexander would use them on his team after they had hatched, and is now one of the more powerful members on Alex's team. El Trueno has a Hasty nature, the Motor Drive ability, it also knows the moves of Thunder, Flamethrower, Earthquake, and Darkest Lariat and holds a Life Orb.

Sapphire the Alolan Ninetales - Alex had gained Sapphire by trading a Kantonian Vulpix for a Alolan Vulpix in Celadon City, Alex would try and set up Sapphire to be a good member of the team. their nature is that of Timid, with the Snow Warning ability, and the moves of Aurora Veil, Encore, Freeze-Dry, and Moon Blast, and is holding some Light Clay

Mercury the Melmetal - Alex had gained Mercury through delivering a special package to a special Pokémon Preserve located in Fuchsia city as a form of payment by the pokemon preserve saying that "this pokemon needs a good trainer to take care of it", so Alex took them in and takes good care of them. Mercury has a Brave Nature, the ability Iron Fist, and the moves Double Iron Bash, Ice Punch, Thunder Punch, and Superpower. Mercury also holds the Choice Band held Item.

Gary the Gyarados - gained as a Magikarp while on route 6, Alexander would help Gary get powerful enough to where they could evolve into Gyarados. their nature is Jolley, they have the Moxie ability, and the moveset of Dragon Dance, Waterfall, Earthquake, and Ice Fang. and they have the Covert Cloak

Terra the Rhyperior - caught while Terra was still a Rhyhorn in Cerulean Cave, Terra is the last pokemon on Alex's team to have been trained up but is useful to be used. they have an adamant nature, the ability of Solid Rock, and the moves Earthquake, Stone Edge, Swords Dance, and Stealth Rock. and Terra does have the Leftover held item

Other Information for the Character

Though not shown in the picture above but Alexander does have a Courier bag that he carries his Deliveries in, He also has some luggage space on his motorcycle (which in my head looks like either a Harley Davidson or Ford Design) so that he can have some spaces to carry around some bigger packages than what his bag can carry

When doing his job as a Courier, Alex only picks up packages/letters from wherever he is in if the packages are going to the same place he is going to, additionally in order for the package to go with Alexander, the person who wants to send the package or letter needs to pay a small fee and fill out a form, and if the form in question is filled out completely Alexander does stamp it five times and signs it at the bottom before taking the letter/package into his courier bag or his motorcycle's storage

so sort of a follow up on the last point but if a person wants Alexander to deliver something that is not in the town or city that he is going to next but it is on the way then he will add on a small fee on top of his usual faire since he does have to go onto a small detour but if the town/city is not on his way to his next destination then he will respectfully decline the delivery job

Though he does know how to cook, Alex does often times go into restaurants to sit in and enjoy a nice hot meal since often times he can get to busy to cook so hence why he often times goes to a restaurant whenever he has a chance

Though he doesn't often get into many fights, Alexander does often take on battles from any challenger that comes his way, with the understanding that whoever wins just gets some pocket change the other person has on them

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☆ — @altosk

for naught was it was, this village of festivals, spring rise. it was a place so foreign, so whimsical as a fairyland brimmed with ethereal panoramas, beryl lagoons, sequoia forests constellated into flower blooming labyrinths. where reeds sway lazily along rustically booth stalls clustered amongst makeshift settlements spatter sporadically throughout fields of celadon. circumjacent to kratos was a mind inundated from such a world transcending and hellish lamentation. aeons bygone and present times held steadfast onto his subconscious alluring observance binding the angelic god-king into a habit appearing chains of repetition. a trauma so hollowed mayhap the despondency began within his adolescence, genesis from knighthood, or a thousand raging embers of the great kharlan war, when he learned that not all could be saved.

alternatively kratos could sway that his beloved had both been his divine rebirth and his niflheim revelation. mayhap it was something else, conceivably it could be as an ill fated brew that was steeped deep within his maw. nonetheless, it was an incessant endeavor that was all too newfangled, too memorable in his psyche. kratos was and would always be full of these regrets. today was just another year on the same day. but instead of standing at her grave to weep, he was kissing the gravitating petals of spring, landing beneath ancient feet.

ambiences of flora and fauna provided glimpses of reprise. this place he did not know from any manner of region, creed, nor nation was of sub consequence. the obstructed snow-smothered mountains that stretched above cumulus, cascading waterfalls like a gaping goliath’s gullet. ❛ here for the festivities or adrift such as i? ❜ the man he approached was aged yet still young compared to he, as green as malachite, but then, who wasn’t a mere budding neonate when juxtaposed to he, living whispered mythos