#answers. tbt

[abyssfate]

"herma-mora! we meet again, it seems..."

❛[  UNPROMPTED PLEADINGS ≻ always accepting

`TIME FLOWED AND EBBED WHILE THE DAEDRIC PRINCE STOOD STILLED AT THE EPICENTER. Decades curled into seconds the same manner as centuries BECAME MINUTES. (UNTOUCHED // ALL ENCOMPASSING). Occasionally little pockets would burst and seep the tell of the realm that trudged along outside these great halls-- - OF COURSE, WHAT WAS AN ERA WHEN ESSENCE POOLED INTO THAT WHICH HAS BEEN, WILL BE, ALWAYS WAS AND WHAT WILL NEVER BE?   “&– -Dragonborn- our paths crossing has not met its end. They continue even when you do not... witness it- and will continue for many a time after this one. After all, no matter the forks they shall all lead to me.”

`VOICE POPPED AND FIZZLED WITH A SLOW, TEMPORAL WEIGHT. Scrying across the soul and mind with CAREFUL // PRECISE drawing like the finite dipping of quills edge. Waxy tendrils slithered SILENTLY in the air, curling betwixt the threads of the world UNSEEN / INDECIPHERIABLE (FEASTING ON ALL THE EVERCHANGING AND THE BINDING FACTS OF THIS WORLD). “&– -However we meet not at the precipice of your ever... finite timeline- for it is instead a meeting of opportunity. Of offering. There is something you are searching for... hungering for.” // @timewound

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reptile on reptile coded action lets goooo-- 💏

❛[   50 WAYS TO KISS ≻ accepting ! NOTES: 17. …to distract.

`OKAY, MAYBE SHE HAD GOTTEN INTO SLIGHTLY HOT WATER. Well, hotter than she had intended for it to be (GRABBING THE RING HAD PROMISED NO WALK IN THE PARK // AND SHE WAS NO PRACTICED THIEF). After all, the mage cared little for gleaming coins or gemstones, but the jewelry promised anomalous effects she could BENEFIT FROM-- - OR AT THE VERY LEAST, EXTRACT.

`HOWEVER, THE CURRENT OWNERS HAD CAUGHT WIND OF HER. Thus leading her down UNFAMILIAR STREETS // UNRECOGNIZED FACES. Catching a bit of distance between chasers and her tail, mind worked quick to determine the best option for her. Illusion magic hadn't worked // SO IT WAS THE RELIANCE OF NON MAGICAL OPTIONS (AND AN... UNORTHODOX ONE CAME TO MIND).

`THE OTHER WAS NOT A FACE KASAEN KNEW. However, for her plan acquaintances were of no necessity. Sternly but not AGGRESSIVELY did clawed hands work to try to adjust position of both to be facing away from the direction of prying eyes (ADJUSTING CLOAK AND HOOD TO SOMEWHAT HIDE THE TWO LIKE IN A HUSHED CONVERSATION). Small spell used to adjust its coloration so not obviously hers.

`THAT WAS NOT ENOUGH FOR THIS TO WORK THOUGH. Mouth moved to place over the others, luke-warm flexible scaled lips placed to opposite ones as COLD FANGS lay touching in a unthreatening way (JUST AN IMPOSSIBILITY OF THEIR EXISTENCE NOT BE THERE). A soft kiss to absorb the other-- - whether it be shock or otherwise it did not matter, the argonian just needed enough to not withdraw sudden reaction that she assumed anyone would have in such a situation of being a sudden DEVICE IN AN ESCAPE PLAN. Hand straying enough to lay lax against the back of Annies head- hands smoothing through hair. Nostril splayed breath little warmer than the surrounding one on the others face gently (SMELLING THE AREA TO SEE WHEN SAFE // BUT ALSO TAKING IN THE SCENT OF THEIR AID).

`WHEN SATISFIED SECURITY DID SHE FINALLY PRY AWAY. Maybe holding it for milliseconds longer, but that was neither here nor there. Cautiously turning head to peer // BUT SHE SAW NOR MORE IMPORTANTLY SMELLED HER PERSUERS. Sigh escape before turning to the other.   “&– -Apologies about that, but you might've saved my head from being on someone's wall. You have my thanks more than you might know.” Small laugh swirled between voice as a step was taken to allot distance.   “&– -If there is anything I can do to amend my sudden necessary actions, I am willing to pay dues.” // @lasraichean

[haresvoid]

holding your hand asap <33

IM HOLDING YOURS RIGHT BACK AS WE SPEAK !! <3

[artistmarchalius]

can you tell us more about broppy capture au?

Sure! Here’s a little somethin’ somethin’:

So, Branch didn’t confess his feelings to Poppy at the end of Word Tour, he felt like it needed to be its own thing and that Poppy deserved to be in the moment after saving the world. He thought there’d be plenty of time to confess later. They still have a good connection though now that they’re better at communicating.

They’re out in the hot air balloon on another adventure when a strong wind knocks them off course towards the woods near the base of Mount Rageous and they get stuck in a tree. They aren’t able to shift the balloon on their own so when they see Velvet and Veneer (who are out hunting for Trolls to use) they ask them for help, but instead V&V capture them.

V&V now have a Troll to use each (His and Hers Trolls) and because Velvet is more trigger happy with the spray bottle, Poppy deteriorates quicker than Branch.

[imperatorrrrr]

new article/q&a about Nico Hischier just dropped.

best tidbits below:

Q: What moment in your life would you like to experience again? A: The moment when I stepped onto the ice before my first NHL game.

Q: Common misconception about hockey players? A: That goalies are a bit crazy for standing in goal and letting pucks get shot at them.

Q: Which sports star's training would you like to follow? A: I would be interested to know how Roger Federer trains.

Q: What title would you give your biography? A: From Little Valais to Big New York

Q: Last time you cried? A: After the World Cup final there were emotional moments and some tears were shed. I had never played in a final before, now I know what it feels like. And when you lose, the motivation for the next time is even greater so that you don't experience that feeling again.

Q: What didn't you eat as a child that you like to eat now? A: Onions! As a child I hated them, my mother was not allowed to cook anything with onions. And today I love them.

Q: Most emotional locker room moment? A: Difficult, because there were a few. Emotionally, it's not easy when players are traded during the season or coaches who have been with the club for a long time have to leave. These are not pleasant conversations as a team. In contrast, the moment when the playoffs are clinched, for example, is very special. That's why there is no one moment; in the locker room it's a rollercoaster of emotions.

Q: What advice do you give to young players who dream of the NHL? A: Don't be afraid to make mistakes, because you learn from them. Go your own way, have fun in training and in games.

Q: Are you afraid of getting older? A: No, I try to have the attitude of looking forward to what is still to come.

Q: Four weeks in a monastery or in prison – what would you choose? A: To the monastery, of course

Q: What could you never be persuaded to do? A: A dance competition

Q: What household chore do you put off the longest? A: Vacuuming

Q: What prank have your teammates played on you? A: In the locker room, your helmet is always on the top shelf. They put a cup of water underneath it. If you take your helmet off the shelf, you pour the water on your face. I found out a few years ago that this is a popular joke.

Q: When can you laugh at yourself? A: When I’m in a good mood I can always laugh at myself

Q: What are women better at than men? A: Oh, in many things. They are better at coordinating things, they can absorb a lot of information better and faster. Luckily there are women.

[pabuthefirecat]

Do you have any baby pictures of Pabu?

Pabu always baby tho... 😗

Here's one from #2015. Earliest photos are from #2014, when he was just 1 🥰

[bylrndgm]

otp: it was a seven

recreating my first byler gifset.

[handgiven]

hi, like for a starter. even if, or especially if, we've never interacted .)

[soosoosoup]

Oh my gosh!! I LOVE your art!!! So who's your favorite BroZone character?

💙Oh my gosh!! Thank you!!!🩵

Hmmm… right now my favorite brozone bro has to be John Dory! He has some surprising depth when looking into what makes him tick. (That or I’m looking too deep lol). He’s also just real fun to watch and draw!!! :)

Clay is my second fav btw!

I’m excluding branch in this cause he’s like my all time fav lol!

[abyssfate]

❝ You’re here! I was beginning to think you weren’t going to make it! ❞ - Sheogorath

❛[ DAEDRIC QUESTS SENTENCE STARTERS ≻ accepting

`WATERS DARKENED AND CORRUPTED LIKE PURE ESSENCE OF UNTOUCHED DEPTHS. Fountain head sputtering and choking on what WASN'T MEANT TO HOUSE MORE THAN THIN FLUID (THE STREAM BECOMING TACKY AND MUCILAGINOUS). Wiry tendril formed from what once flowed, slithering around the stones texture from which seemed to house it. The pool below it PITCH with fractals of emerald cascading along edges // MORE TENTACLES PEELING AND RESTING ALONG THE CENTER-PIECES EDGE. The eyes of the Great Watcher opened as the dull thrum and spatter came from this approximation of Mora upon realm.   “&– - I come as I often do... to observe. And I would not miss the opportunity to. I see the group of mortals that have come with intention to pass the test is.... larger than the usual which has come in this version of timelines current duration.”

`SOMETIMES THE DEMON OF KNOWLEDGE COULD ENJOY... BASER THINGS. Certainly, knowledge could be gained // FROM ANYTHING, IF MIND WAS KEEN // but he was not free of simple enjoyments of the trials and tribulations of mortal kind. (HIS DENOMINATION AS A TRICKSTER AMONG SOME CIRCLES HAD NOT BEEN WITHOUT REASON, MIND YOU). If Hermaeus Mora had a mouth apparent to the eye, perhaps writ upon it would be the faintest of amusement-- - but alas, it did ever so slightly STAIN that tone of theirs that flowed like the current.   “&– - How... mmm.... unfortunate that I did not see in the Tides it written any of these would pass through your madhouse into my library..... such a sad display of a conglomerate.” He didn't need live bodies in Apocrypha to get what was desired // IF A SOUL WAS WANTED, THEN HERMAEUS MORA WOULD WEAVE THE STRINGS TO SEE THEM ON THE PATH (BUT THOSE THAT FORGED THEIR OWN WOULD BE REQUIRED TO MEET TRIALS THAT... FATE HAD IN PLACE). Stray limb slithered up to one of the... individuals that had failed, wrapping around face slowly and ENOUGH OF IT VISABLE for the sight of mortals eyes rolling to back of head // BLACK SPOTS BLOSSOMING ON THE WHITES OF EYES.   “&– - And of course I will wretch from them what I desire.... and send them further into your clutches when their.... necessary knowledge and memories are written into my books. Leaving their minds ever so.... malleable.....broken in even, perhaps?” // @goresugars

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The night was quiet, at least the witch could enjoy some peace. Despite how brisk the wind felt, it was relieving to have the fire to bring some warmth. She was busy tending to her arm, there was a slash from a thief earlier in the day, though who knows how he fared now, her Pseudo dragon had poisoned him, leaving the bastard to die on the dirt road he tried to end others on. With a now soft cloth and water, she hissed some cleaning the wound, just before applying an herbal mix to it all. "There we go..." She whispered.

Pointed ears perked up, seeing Gilgamesh with the bandages she needed between the little dragon's teeth. "Thank you, buddy." Gabriella nodded, only for him to chitter in return when she took it, bandaging her arm with care. When she finished, her ears tilted more up, being more alert than she was before. There was someone else here, a hand rose, and a small glass orb appeared over her palm. "...Whoever you are, you can come out and I promise we can have a next conversation."

❛[  UNPROMPTED ≻ always accepting !

`SCENT OF BLOOD TICKLED THE AIR AND IN TURN, HER NOSE. Not an unfamiliar aroma, and she had since tamed her stomach to not produce more than dull murmur in reaction (HER TONGUE BARELY WET IN RESPONSE NOW A DAYS COMPARED TO HER EARLIER ERAS OF BECOMING). What it did let her know was that there was either an injured person, OR RECENTLY DEAD. Within the last few minutes, given the freshness it played on her senses-- - but it was also not oppressive enough to signify a messy operation if so.

`IT WAS EARS THAT GATHERED NEXT. Muffled voices louder the closer footsteps proceeded- the distinct vibration of magic filled the cracks between AIR PARTICLES // lifting spirits for more than just a scrouging of a body. (HEAD REDIRECTING ITS FOCUS AS A VOICE REACHED THE ARGONIAN).   “&– -So you are alive.” A response, showing Kasaen wasn't set on lurking to shadows.

`APPROACH WAS REQUESTED, AND SHE HONORED IT. Arch-Mage wore a smile-- - not callous or cruel, but the distinctions in inhuman face could be LOST on the unfamiliar (SHE FRET NOT IF THE OTHER TOOK IT THAT WAY AS WELL). Close, but distance kept to provide a sense of security she wasn't to attempt to scavenge and pick off the wounded. Weapon not drawn, nor did one seem apparent on side-- - though, the clear scent of magic radiating from the other signified she was likely just as aware how a lack of weapons wasn't EXACTLY a lack of danger.  “&– - Someone try to stab you? Need any help?” The metallic twang distinctive with blade mingled with the iron of ichor, oblong pupils with distinct slit like ends need now even stray to look to know. Instead, they seemed to be watching the dragon // CURIOSITY PAIRING WITH CAUTION.

`OPPORTUNITY FOR CONVERSING WAS NOT IGNORED BY HER. Desired, yes, but not selfish enough to not note what should be PROPERLY OFFERRED FIRST (OR PERHAPS SHE JUST WAS USED TO KINDNESS TO LOOSEN A TONGUE). Thin wisps of light budded from her palm, warm energy radiating from the source but she didn't push the offer for healing further before offer or denial of it.  “&– - In case you wish to save your bandage for a different situation should you or your companion get into trouble later.” // @nexarerum

[valeurex]

“You will die on the third day of third moon of 129 AC. Your body will be discovered at the hour of the bat by a servant.“ — crack helaena

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Why by servant?

[oliwolly]

did john dory just win tumblr sexyman 2024 or am i tweaking

[empressgeekt]

So, due to the nature of how the Band Together mission went, there probably wasn't a lot of opportunities for Branch to really show his stuff. He had mostly stayed in the background in the movie and let his brothers take the lead, understandably as this was technically JD's mission first and foremost and he was reluctant to even see his brithers at first. I can only really name a few times we saw Branch ingenuity, when he decided to use Rhonda's ability as a tracker to find Clay, when he decided to confront the Big Clown Head instead of cower (classic Branch bravery), and the whole sequence between sneaking into Velvette and Veneer's rooms and then the chase scene. Again, this makes sense considering the high stakes of the movie are nothing compared to the ones he'd faced before. Sure, Floyd being in danger is a HORRIBLE situation and he is appropriately rushed, but the primary conflict of the movie isn't the fact Floyd is in danger but that Branch's brothers can't get along for the necessary time needed to save him and compared to Pop Village Being Eaten and The World Ending... well, it's pretty mundane tbh.

I imagine in FOF and it's various variants, Branch's abilities are on display more often and, potentially, we see more BAMF Branch action. I love when the series shows how different Branch is from othernpop trolls because he is smart, ingenuitive, and nsut generally more skilled in various things they normally wouldn't consider

Say it again for the people in the back! LET BRANCH BE A BAD*SS MOTHERF*CKER!

[canon-fcdder]

Being seen without his mouth covered at the very least was not a sight very many were treated to, Atticus not one to enjoy when attention was drawn to him. His fellow team star leaders were of the few exceptions to this typically tried and true fact, but even still none of them had ever noticed that Atticus had a tongue piercing, or at least they'd never commented on it. He never really thought much of it, often forgetting it himself. It wasn't a big deal to him, and he simply assumed that the rest of those who might have seen it thought the same if they had noticed it. Seated at Ortega's desk, that piercing was on full display where Atticus stuck his tongue out in concentration as he mended his fellow leader's clothes that had been torn in a battle. - ✧ ˖ ˙ 「 @world-of-stones-and-colors 」 ˙ ˖ ✧

「 ☆ 」 When their garment was ripped, Ortega had been pissed displeased, to say the least. Naturally, the first thing they did was take the torn jacket to Atticus… Okay, the first thing they did was complain about it. But THEN once the frustration was out of their system— … they proceeded to complain even more to Atti while showing him the damage. But now they’ve exhausted themself and the air has faded into a companionable silence. For two people with a habit of breaking the quiet— people usually assuming the eccentric males must really enjoy the sound of their own voices —they’re surprisingly-capable of sinking into it as well.

Elbow propped on a desk and cheek resting upon their fist, eyes are fixated upon Atticus as he works. Gazing upon the surprisingly-soothing sight, Ortega internally marvels at how deftly the task is done. Whenever Atti mends clothes, the stitches are near-invisible. Garments appearing as if they had never been damaged at all. Ortega feels confident in saying Atti is one of— if not THE —most talented person they’ve witnessed when it comes to the art of clothing… When it comes to many things, now that they spare a moment to mull it over.

Might as well, since they aren’t doing anything else right now.

Lost in thought about Atticus’s many impressive attributes, they’re hit with an odd mix of admiration and… inadequacy. Normally when feeling inferior to others, there’s more irritation than infatuation endearment. Yet another mark in Atticus’s favor, they suppose. Managing to stay on the Fae’s good side even when running circles around them. Before Ortega can flow any further down this river of thought, they’re caught off-guard by something they’ve NEVER noticed about Atti before. Eyes widen and head lifts, lips slightly parting with a question they nearly spout without thinking. Thankfully, they stop themselves before they can embarrassingly ask how long Atti had a tongue piercing and blatantly out themself for not knowing.

Obvious as it may be if Atti happened to notice their reaction. Instead, Ortega hastily composes themself with a trained intake of breath and forced ❛ relaxation ❜ of their posture. Leisurely pointing at Atti's mouth with a lazy finger, head cocks to the side like their beloved Daschbun as they inquire, ❝ Hey— Why do you have that? ❞ Sticking out their own tongue, gloved finger lightly taps against it to ensure Atti understands what they're asking about, before they continue. ❝ You hardly ever show your mouth, so it's not like anyone has a chance to see it. ❞

Why go through the trouble of adding an adornment when one isn't going to show it off? Not only that, but actively HIDE it... Heck, Ortega is pretty sure Atticus never even saw fit to mention it before. As if it doesn't make any difference whether he has a tongue piercing or not. So- ... Why bother? What possessed him to even want to get it in the first place if it would be shunned so completely. ❝ So- what's the point? ❞ Ortega asks, resting their crossed arms on the desk so they can lean a bit closer. 「 ☆ 」

[shrineofprophecy]

how does jane doe feel about being saved by a stick insect , asking for science

Honestly, Jane expected nothing from this big mouthed boy so she might have creamed herself when he did save her life.

10/10 very impressed