#ask to tag jic

[fisksaturday]

this is me, this is me

snap a photo to show what i once was

[scrybe-of-death]

Sing a new song, chiquitita

[tapuhauko]

@rathalascendant liked for a hospital starter:

"Heya...! Hekili is at my mom's right now, but he's doing alright! I on the other hand uh... Yeah."

[absul]

[ID: four images of a small moth. it's mostly white, with black feathery antennae and orange markings on it's face, legs, and body. end ID.]

i saved a little guy from the kitchen!!! <::]

[unovamuses]

drew marlon's merfolk form!! based the design on the flying fish!!

[tapuhauko]

"..." They stare at Guzma for a moment, utterly confused. Then it dawns on him that the other hadn't seen Tapu Fini on the scene. Then comes the laughing, which he abruptly stops because yowcha, that hurts. It wasn't funny anyway.

"Nah... It was uh. It was Tapu Fini." He's still not sure why it even happened. They take a moment to try and sit up, but that hurts even worse. A shaking hand reaches for their chest where Fini had skewered him. Thick bandages meet his fingers.

"Ya know the long, sharp part that's part of her shield? Yeah..."

A bead of sweat rolls down their forehead. He's so warm, yet so cold. There's still things happening within his vision, too.

"Sorry."

For dragging you into this mess. For scaring you half to death. For being the Tapu's stupid little plaything--

He wants to cry.

We hate it here, folks.

The plan was to drop a half-alive Hau to the hospital, get out, call his grandpa and dip, but…

But even someone like him couldn't think of just leaving, when the bleeding kid in his arms uses the half seconds of consciousness to ask how he is doing, reassure him.

Every time, he answered with a quick "Don't worry", moving on and keeping an eye on Hau when they returned to slumberland.

And so, here we are.

Right next to the hospital bed of a kid he promised he'd protect, and failed miserably at.

It's starting to become ripetitive.

Hau awakens.

Guzma finally returns to breath.

"…dude what the hell?? Ya got fucking stabbed by mist?!"

And returns to his usual self.

[the-meme-monarch]

girls night

[syensy-art]

That feeling when you make a helmet to read minds but it lets you see an entire world no one ever told you about :/

[batbabydamian]

hihi! i’m the anon that asked what your damijon looked like! AND THEY WERE SO CUTE OMGMG, but i’d also like to ask what your super sons damijon looks like as well? 🥹 tyty 🙏

hii thank you for that ask, and i'm glad you liked it!! here's a super sons ^^

[tapuhauko]

Preparing to repel the Aura Spheres, Hau conjures up a Protect, except... They don't hit him. They hit sphere to sphere, exploding in front of their face. Huh? Mere seconds later they understand what happened as they're hurtling through the air, force twirling them around like a ragdoll until they hit something hard once more chest first. It looks like a boulder this time, and they swear they feel something crack.

Eight to six.

When they peel themself off of the rocky surface an even sharper pain stabs their chest— But he's too stubborn. It would be trouble for later, and besides, they had healing items, and if those failed, his sped up healing would kick in anyway. Hau creates spheres of their own, launching three in quick succession. The first two miss, but the third one hits, and hard, too. There's no trickery involved this time. After this is over he'd have to ask Satoshi for some pointers, though, as the other was clearly out-tricking him on occasion. Lots to learn there. Could use it with the Koko fight coming up. Eight to seven...

shit.

he back - to - back thunder & point - blank discharge feel like getting hit by a thunder ( the pokémon, not the move, which ... no duh ) . the spirit break on top of all that leaves satoshi reeling, stumbling back as he feels his brain rattle in his skull.

he rolls his neck & shakes it off, half - grimacing, half - laughing. he hurts all over, every nerve ending on fire from the electric moves, but he feels energized, amazing, even.

there really is nothing like getting your ass beat personally.

seven to six is far more to satoshi's liking.

the gesture is answered enthusiastically, both palms once again gathering energy to throw at hau, but he aims them to collide before hau's face, where they combust & scatter wind & rain, while in their cover satoshi forms a singular wave bomb to hurtle at hau's chest, quick & precise as his best pitches.

[fisksaturday]

hey i saw "disabled rex agenda" and my ears perked up like a dog hearing a squirrel. ive been through some of your tags and dont know if ive seen you talk about that before, and i would LOVE to hear your thoughts!! im also making him disabled in a fic im writing with some friends and im so thrilled to see other people hit him with the disability stick

DISABLED REX WARRIORS UNITE

i project a lot of my own disability experiences onto rex. im autistic and have adhd, and i think rex also has adhd, though i go back and forth on whether i think hes also autistic. along with that he canonically, you know, has amnesia and trauma

i feel like rex doesn't think very much about his disabilities. it's like a combination of him generally not being a very curious person, the people around him (except holiday) being hesitant to even treat him like a human, and he's internalized a fear of being seen as vulnerable or weak

so that said when i list off my headcanons for exactly how he's disabled that's like. with the caveat that he doesn't realize exactly what's up with him, he just knows that something's wrong with him

my headcanons for rex are: he has adhd, ptsd (and with those he gets insomnia, nightmares, and night terrors), memory issues even outside of the retrograde amnesia, he has a lot of symptoms of traumatic brain injuries and whether that's from being thrown around so much nowadays or from the original lab accident that made them give him the nanite infusion is unclear. i think he dissociates when he's under a lot of stress, and he doesn't really recognize that it's happening

i write a lot of fanfic that i never finish bc it's almost always just me projecting super heavily onto rex and i get embarrassed about how obvious it is lmao. so basically i think a lot about this guy and ive concluded: disability

[gearbroth]

More Repairs...

[tapuhauko]

@skullkxd asked:

“ALL STAR” BY SMASH MOUTH IS BLASTING ON THEIR ROTOMPHONE SPEAKER AS THEY BURST INTO THE HOSPITAL ROOM. They are shaking.

“WHATS SHAKIN ITS YA BOY (gender neutral) HERE TO KEEP YOU COMPANY.”

Oh dear-- They glance down at their bare arms... Yeah still looking rather gross. But moving them hurts too much...

"A-Alola..."

[sleepy-angel-artist]

Here’s Ronnie, the fourth member of the zombie crew! He’s pretty quiet, well spoken and oddly friendly!

[absul]

every time i’m reminded that there’s ppl out there legitimately frothing at the mouth about ‘if u don’t feel both sexual and romantic feelings then there’s something HORRIBLY WRONG WITH U!!!!! u are NOT HUMAN!!!!!!‘ i’m just like. damn you’ve got some fucking deep-seated issues huh LOL. consider therapy

[tapuhauko]

The man crosses his arms over his chest, raising a brow. The smirk stays.

"You took a cop to see me? Why? Gonna kick me out? Toughen up and come see your old man on your own next time, will you? Aren't you a big, strong, Kahuna now?"

It's said with disdain in his voice. Hau clenches his fists, brows knitted together in a frown.

"...Why are you here?" Koa simply grins wider, like it's obvious for what he came. "You didn't reply to my letter. Figured you'd be too wimpy to take me up on the offer unless I showed up. This is me extending a hand. Get you out of this place." Static starts to fill the air. Looker probably notices his hair stand on end, though Koa doesn't seem to notice yet.

Hau's fists tighten further, before he speaks up again. "Seems like you can't take a hint. You had your chance. What makes you think I'd even have an inkling of a thought of going with you? I'm no coward like you are." Seems like that sets Koa off, just a tad. The man pauses, before taking a step forward.

"Hah. Tough words from someone like you. Got anything to back that up?" The static increases. Koa still doesn't notice.

Looker slides his hands in his pockets. His eyes looking Koa up and down, getting a read on him. One of his skills that he was trying to teach Hau. Being insightful.

He kept his face neutral, which for him meant his perpetual frown and a slight furrow to his brow. It was time for introductions.

"Detective Looker, former special agent of Interpol, now freelance detective running my own agency."

He gives a glance to Hau. Any further introduction, he would leave to them.

"Hau asked me to come."