#Jonic

[trashcreatyre]

What if I drew jonic and martin (but sonic-ified, there just isnt a catchy name for him) having interactions with sonic characters? What if I did that?

[wally-b-feed]

Anthony Fineran (B 1981), Jonic Garol, 2022

[muquesko]

*This particular series is deemed for kid’s, please don’t comment otherwise*

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*Camera used: Nikon Backside Illumi-nationCMOS

The location that photo was taken: Illinois

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*Series: Mr. Jenkins’ Belly*

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The plush reference of Blizzard!

Where my sister got him: I’m not sure actually.

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*Characters:

1. Blizzard_Dienneon (Jonic, Great White Jonic)

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*28th Dimension Dictionary

1. Jonic: A small type of Alligator. They are known for being relatively small compared to other Alligators and having stripes.

2. Great White Jonic: A type of Jonic that is white in color. They originated from Australia. See also Jonic.

[bookipede]

running on empty // jonice webb

[mariocki]

Man in a Suitcase: Somebody Loses, Somebody... Wins? (1.19, ITC, 1968)

"Mr. McGill, I was told that you do dangerous work for money. I offer you dangerous work - and I offer you money in proportion."

"What proportion?"

"Name your price."

"Ok. I get a legitimate visa. I travel under my own name, using my own passport. I'll obey every law in the book. And if I smell the slightest aroma of trouble, baby, I'm heading home. And if I locate your brother, it's gonna cost you twenty thousand dollars, plus expenses. And if I don't locate your brother... it'll cost you twenty thousand dollars, plus expenses."

"Those are difficult terms."

"Do me a favour, turn me down."

[whole-wheat-trolls]

With sprites fresh and new I am once again offering a judgement meme! *Slaps roof of Jonice* this guy is full of so much apprehension and trauma but he's 8 feet tall and trying his hardest to move on.

Usual judgement rules! One troll per reblog, judge backs welcomed and appreciated <3

[ali-labyrinth]

"Guilt is meant to stop us from unnecessarily harming of violating others. It is not meant to stop us from protecting ourselves."

- Jonice Webb, PhD

[supericee]

Final Color Blaster

"Unlimited Colors!" Done for Jon after playing Sonic Colors: Ultimate for game clearing. The Final Color Blaster (sans Ghost, because they didn't include it), being fired off.

Posted using PostyBirb

[exlibrisarchive]

[l-o-l-b-i-t]

@starrykonpeito

Jester Sonic

Did this as a companion piece to the Shadow one I did earlier, made this one even more detailed so took twice as long whoops

[tommy5967]

Günstiges Ferienhaus in Apulien nahe am Ionischen Meer

Ferienhaus Casa Jonica liegt mitten in San Pietro in Bevagna, aber sehr ruhig auf einem größeren Grundstück mit ca. 1800 qm, komplett umzäunt mit einer Zufahrt abseits der Durchgangsstraße. Das Gelände teilt sich das Gebäude mit zwei weiteren Häusern. Zum Ferienhaus in Apulien gehören ca. 200 qm Grund, wovon ca. 90 qm mit zwei Schlafzimmer, Wohnküche, Bad und Veranda bebaut sind. Es gibt vor eine…

[bookipede]

running on empty // jonice webb

[whole-wheat-trolls]

Simple Man

The moons beam down through the cracks of cloud cover, illuminating the prairie where a man drives a stake post deep into the dirt. From a glance, he’s rough and weathered despite being many sweeps younger than what one would call ‘old,’ probably not even fully grown at this point in his life though he stands just under eight foot. After the last stake is driven he wipes the sweat from his brow and carries his hammer back to a tool shed, only to emerge with a shovel instead.

His name is Jonice, although mentioning this and pronouncing it correctly is bound to get a scoff and a, “who, me?” Nowadays it’s just Jon, a simple name for a simple man, who takes care of the land around this prairie farmhouse. Jonice takes that shovel down the way, until the sounds of clucking chickens overpower the chorus of crickets and other animals. Passing through the gate into the pen Jonice mutters quiet platitudes at the birds, asking them politely not to try any funny business while he works.

I’ll spare you the details of cleaning the pen, it’s a menial task he’s performed at least a thousand times, there’s no getting around it. He does it without complaint, life may be messy but there’s routine in it now, the coop needs cleaning, cows need milking, sheep need shearing, and fences need repairing all like clockwork. There’s enough comfort in that truth to last him a lifetime.

“JON? YOU BEEN OUT THERE ALL NIGHT, HEAVEN’S SAKE COME N’ TAKE A LOAD OFF,” the voice of reason yells at him, well versed in shouting across the sprawling expanse of land.

Jon doesn’t hesitate to heed the master’s call, hell, they’ll just yell the same thing again if he doesn’t show soon enough. They own the dang farm after all. Jon’s leisurely stroll ends on the front porch, pausing in a recliner just long enough to unload his work boots.

“AND TAKE ‘EM DAMN BOOTS OFF, I AIN’T GON’ HAVE YOU TRACKIN’ MUD AND MANURE ‘ROUND MY CLEAN FLOORS,” it yells again from just inside.

“Good grief Folsom, I’d just about reckon y’like them floors more‘an me,” Jon says as he ducks under the doorway, his soft spoken chiding hitting a perfect bullseye.

“I’d reckon I’d be more fond’a ya too had I been put in charge’a keepin’ YOU clean instead,” Folsom replies, tossing a rag at Jonice. “Get yerself tidied, supper’s in ten.”

“As you wish,” Jon’s sarcasm is hard to detect, but he does as he’s told and wipes his face clean in the washroom.

“Y’know Jon, you ain’t gotta do everythin’ I ask ya to in jus’ one night, y’already do enough.”

“and ain’t I already told ya it just ain’t in my nature? ‘Sides, y’know I’m jus’ happy t’help,” it’s a sentiment Jon expresses often.

Sometimes Folsom feels like they’re taking advantage of him. Other times, they watch him in the chicken pen talking to all the hens like they’re old friends, they see him grin when it tells him what needs doing around the farm. They see a troll satisfied with a hard day’s work whenever it calls for supper time. Jon’s a simple man, but sometimes Folsom wishes they could read his mind, it asks him what he wants for twelfth perigee always to the same answer.

“S’pose a hot meal, a bed t’sleep in, an’ another sweep a livin’ oughta be fit for me,” every time no matter how often Folsom asks. That’s just the kind of man he is.

“Wouldja kick on the telly while yer out there Jon? Think they’re playin’ that horse an’ pony show Everest was in,” Folsom asks to keep the mind from wandering further.

They hear the television turn on from the kitchen, it sounds like a court case, one of Folsom’s guilty pleasures from a short stunt as sheriff. The channel doesn’t change immediately. Jon in the other room fixates on the screen. A young oliveblooded boy sits on trial while a tall cerulean lawyer accuses him of murder. The court looks full of apprehension, but nobody says a word that could save him. The gavel hits its mark, nobody says a word. The boy is sentenced to death, nobody says a word.

The channel flips after the verdicts given, it’s odd, Folsom never took Jon for a man who’d like court dramas. The two enjoy their supper quietly as usual, then it’s lights out for an early rise tomorrow.

[minettas-ploy]

i remember reading this book back in 2018 and not being able to read it without crying. An incomplete read as I didn't pick it up again after that. But it has been almost 6/7 years and so much has changed.

Jonice Webb, Running on Empty: Overcome Your Childhood Emotional Neglect

[weltenwellen]

Hello! Have you got any reading recommendations either about childhood neglect/the mother wound specifically or anything fiction/non fiction generally?

No, not that much. I've read on emotional immaturity: Lindsay C. Gibson's Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents and Running On Empty by Jonice Webb. Specifically about mothers I can only think now of Emotionally Absent Mother by Jasmin Lee Cori and Will I Ever Be Good Enough?: Healing the Daughters of Narcissistic Mothers by Karyl McBride.

Then furthermore what stuck with me were things from the book Healing Your Emotional Self by Beverly Engel and Healing the Shame That Binds You by John Bradshaw.

Going further in terms of current boundaries and dynamics, self discovery: Lori Gottlieb's Maybe You Should Talk to Someone, Attached by Amir Levine and maybe Set Boundaries, Find Peace by Nedra Glover Tawwab.

Then if we're talking about understanding Trauma and what it does to the brain and the body of course The Body Keeps The Score by Bessel van der Kolk and Trauma and Recovery by Judith Herman. Furthermore I like in that direction Bruce Perry's The Boy Who Was Raised as a Dog and Good Morning, Monster by Catherine Gildiner.

[tommy5967]

Ruhiges Ferienhaus in Apulien nah am Ionischen Meer

Ferienhaus Villa Via 117 liegt in den grünen Außenbezirken von San Pietro in Bevagna, abseits der dichten Ortsbebauung, aber trotzdem nah genug am Ionischen Meer in Apulien, um die schönen Sandstrände in einem Kilometer Luftlinie mit dem Fahrrad erreichen zu können. Auf einem Grundstück von ca. 4400 qm, von dem ca. 2000 qm eingezäunt bzw. ummauert sind, befindet sich das Ferienhaus mit ca. 100 qm…